THE BRIDES WORE WHITE

"By the power invested in me by the great State of New Hampshire, and with my full approval, I now pronounce you man and wife and...,"Bert Winston, Justice of the Peace and father of both of the brides, paused and looked at his new son-in-law, Gary Clark and then at his oldest c***d, Sharon before peering over his half glasses at the other bride, his son Bruce.. 'Not exactly the most traditional wedding I've ever officiated,' Bert thought, 'nor are either of them virgins but they are my c***dren and I love them with all my heart.' A wry smile formed on his lips before he mirthfully continued. "I pronounce you man and wife and Bruce. Gary, you may kiss your bride....ah make that your brides." Gary Clark lifted Sharon's lace veil and took her into his arms and tenderly kissed her. "I love you Sharon Clark." His hard-on pressed against her and he felt her return the pressure. "Such a naughty girl," he whispered. Sharon laughed and then began to happily cry and told him, "I love you Gary, and yes I am." A lock of long brown hair escaped the sprig of Baby's Breath holding it in place. Gary pushed it back for her. Gary next took Bruce, his other bride into his arms and tenderly kissed him. He knew how Bruce worried about his appearance but, thanks to his mother Marie, he looked stunning. He ran his hand through Bruce's shoulder length blonde hair and told him, "You look so beautiful honey and you make me so proud to be your husband." Although he'd kissed Bruce numerous times in front of his father in-law, he wanted to make sure this time memorable. Taking him into his arms, he kissed Bruce with as much passion as he could. Caught up in the moment, he held him by his firm little bottom and pulled his sexy new bride into his growing hard-on. Bruce's short skirt rode up and exposed his pretty panties and white cheeks to his father. Loud enough for everyone to hear, Gary told him, "I can't wait to make love to you as your husband." "I can't either darling," Bruce breathlessly gushed. "I love you so much and I promise to always make you happy." Bruce felt his husband's cock and moaned softly and pressed his back at him. "You feel so good." With his heart tripping like a snare drum and his cock begging for release, Bruce turned and embraced his s****r and now wife and kissed her. "I love you so much Sharon and I can't wait to share the rest of my life with you and Gary." Their i****t had been out in the open for months so there was no reason to pretend they hadn't been fucking for a long time so no one batted an eye when he said, "And I can't wait to make love to you for the first time as your husband." "Damn,' Bert Winston said under his breath. His cock was swelling with bl**d as he watched his son and daughter kiss. He would have given anything to be able to kiss either one of them like that. Their i****t was a huge turn on for him and as much as he'd love to fuck his daughter, it was his breathtaking, cross-dressing son that drove him crazy. He'd never been with a man before but the idea of fucking his son had become all consuming. Sharon, always the brassy one, told her younger b*****r, "And I can't wait to fuck you as your wife for the first time. I love you so much Bruce and I'm so excited to not only be your s****r but your wife now also." It was all she could do not to reach under his short skirt and find his cock. "Oh Brucie, we're going to be so happy and have so much fun...all three of us." Guilt free, she passionately kissed him and ground her body into his. Not caring what anyone thought, she hooked a leg around him and ground her cunt against this throbbing cock. Out of breath, she whispered, "Damn you make me so horny." When she finally broke their embrace, she glanced at her father. He was smiling from ear to ear. His eyes told her he not only approved but also that he might even be a little envious. She knew he liked watching them make out and his infatuation for Bruce, since he started dressing as a girl was obvious to all of them. She and Bruce often joked about how their father had the hots for him and they'd done everything they could to encourage him to do something about it, but so far he'd never even made a pass or indicated in any way that he wanted any part of their i****t. She, Bruce and Gary and especially their mother wanted to change all that... today! She gave her father an amused smile and saucily said, "I thought you'd be used to seeing us kiss by now dad." Bert Winston shook his head and chuckled. "Honey, seeing you and Bruce kiss as b*****r and s****r is bad enough but seeing two hot beautiful girls kissing... well honey, I don't ever want to get use to that. You have no idea what a turn on that is." He chuckled again. "You're both killing me." He kissed his son's cheek and told him, "It's not your fault Bruce, you and your s****r are just too damn beautiful, so forgive me for getting a little flustered when I see you two kissing like that." Looking at his son in-law, he told him, "I feel blessed that my c***dren have married a man that is so obviously in love with both of them. You've made their mother and me very happy as well as very proud." It also made him jealous. He knew it wasn't right to want to fuck his daughter and son but he couldn't help it. He really wanted to. Their i****t turned him on but he hadn't worked up the nerve to tell them that, or how much he wanted to be part of their illicit lovemaking. He wasn't even sure they would even be interested so he'd kept silent. But i****t... their i****t was all he thought about. Bert stood back and admired the brides and told them, "I can say unequivocally, that I've never married two more beautiful women." His compliment was directed mainly to his son, but he knew his daughter would appreciate it too. They were wearing matching outfits; sheer white blouses, short white miniskirts, white nylons and heels. Sharon, he thought, looked dazzling in her four inch heels while Bruce, who still hadn't quite conquered anything that dangerous, was wearing a pair of more sensible two inch heels. The fact that neither was wearing a bra made it impossible for him not to stare and admire their tits. Sharon's conical shaped breasts and perfect little rose tipped nipples looked mouthwatering under her all but transparent blouse, but seeing his son with tits... that was something! His were perfectly proportioned synthetic breasts that made him ache to touch them. Each breast was topped by the most perfect little cherry pink nipple. They were a gift from his new husband Gary, and if he hadn't known they were false, he would have sworn they were the real thing. Bruce had chosen a voluptuous 34 C cup model to flatter his petite 5' 3" frame, while Sharon, two inches taller, had the perfect body for her 36 B cup breast. His dick was ready to burst as he gazed from one pair to the other. 'Tits are tits, a cute ass is a cute ass,' Bert Winston silently mused, and his son and daughter had each. He remembered how ready he had been to throw them out after they'd shocked him by telling him about their i****t. But when they explained to him that they weren't just fucking each other for fun but that they actually loved each other and were committed to the other, his anger gradually turned to curiosity and then to what it was now, pure envy and lust. He had often stood outside their bedroom and listened to them fuck and wanted more than anything to join them. On one level, he was actually very proud of them and their i****t and it killed him that he wasn't able to brag about them to his friends. They were both adults so there was really nothing he could say or even wanted to say to them other than he wished he could join them. Just when he'd come to grips with their i****t, they'd dropped the next bombshell on him. His son came out of the closet and not only informed him that he was bisexual but that he was now going to live his life as a girl. The first time, well, actually the second time, he'd seen his son dressed as a girl was still fresh in his memory. He'd thought him gorgeous and it had taken his breath away to realize he was looking at his son. It didn't matter what he wore, jeans, dress, tight skirt or butt hugging shorts, he looked fantastic! There was nothing that wasn't feminine about him... her when he was dressed like that. For awhile it drove him crazy trying to understand why his daughter would want to make love with her b*****r if he was now a girl. 'Who's the guy and who's the girl?' At the time, it was an unanswerable question. Much to their surprise, he had insisted on expanding Sharon's bedroom so the two of them could comfortably share the same room. It made him feel like a mischievous little cupid to know he'd made it easier for them to fuck. "Since your practically living as man and wife, I thought you should at least be able to share the same bed... and closet." The k**s loved what he'd done. Their mother Marie, on the other hand had had no time to adjust to the idea that her c***dren were having sex. Almost two years ago, she had accidentally walked in on them one day as they were fucking. After much talk she had not only ended up promising them that she'd keep their secret from their father, but had also become sexually involved with them. Now that they were married, she hoped she could somehow find a way to tell her husband about her own involvement. She hated keeping secrets from him, but until recently he'd been so negative about everything that she'd kept quiet. Little did she know that all she had to do was ask. Although she'd seen signs that he might be opening up to the idea, she'd been so caught up with her own lust and lovemaking with her c***dren that she had either ignored them or missed them entirely. It wasn't until she began noticing the lusty looks he gave Bruce when he was wearing something especially sexy that she began to think he might be having sexual thoughts about his son. That, she thought would be wonderful. It made for all sorts of delicious combinations for the four of them. It was the night when she'd caught him masturbating outside of their bedroom as Sharon and Bruce noisily made love that she knew there was a real chance that he wanted what she had. She had just about gotten the courage to tell him everything when Gary came into their lives and surprised even her by proposing to both Sharon and Bruce. 'Poor Bert,' she reflected today, 'he thought all the surprises were over once the i****t and Bruce's little secret was out in the open, then Gary came into our lives.' She'd kept quiet again. When Gary approached Bert Winston and asked his permission to not only marry his daughter but also his son, he'd almost had a heart attack. 'Are you out of your mind,' he'd asked. Gary had assured him he wasn't. "I love them equally Mr. Winston." He freely admitted he was bisexual, which to Bert meant he was fucking his son. But he found Gary's openness refreshing as well as exciting, especially when he'd confided to him how much it turned him on to be in love with a b*****r and s****r that were committing i****t. "I love them Mr. Winston, and I want to marry both of them." Once again, after the initial shock had worn off and he'd gotten use to the idea, Bert finally accepted what the three of them wanted and had given his blessing. A quick wedding was arranged and since he was also a justice of the peace, he'd agreed to officiate at their unusual ceremony. "Congratulations k**s," Bert Winston proudly said and warmly shook Gary's hand. He really wanted to hug his son and see what those tits felt like but he didn't trust himself or the boner he was sporting. He played it safe by gingerly kissing his son's cheek. "You both make such beautiful brides." Taking his daughter into his arms and hugging her, he said, "Not your normal wedding honey but I have to admit, I've never married three more in love people than you all are." Bert shook his head in wonder. He knew he was happy for them, he just wasn't entirely sure his reasons were completely pure. The whole i****t/bisexual thing was still such an incredible turn on for him. He'd been hard from the moment he'd learned they were fucking and then even more so when he'd first seen his son in a tight skirt, but when Gary asked his permission to marry both of them; he'd beaten off dozens of times thinking about how hot that was. His cock throbbed now as he thought about that same conversation with his son in-law. Although he'd always considered himself straight, after hearing Gary talk so freely about his love for Bruce, he'd become fascinated with the idea of fucking another man. Picturing Gary fucking his son drove him crazy. He suspected, from the times he'd listened outside their bedroom that Sharon was using her b*****rs ass the same way Gary did. That made him insanely envious. If it hadn't been for his fear of what his wife would think of him for admitting he might be bisexual and that he thought their i****t exciting, he would have come right out and told her. Now he lived in his own agony and it was driving him crazy. "Thank you daddy," Sharon said hugging him again and kissing his cheek. "It was so special to have you marry us. I promise you'll never regret it." For a brief moment as she'd hugged him, she could have sworn she felt a hardness in his pants. She almost said something but held her tongue for now but did manage to sneak a quick look down there. "I know I won't honey." Bert held her at arm's length and openly admired her fabulous tits. "I can't believe how fantastic my little girl looks." After a long and approving look, he pulled her to him and told her, "Just promise to give your mother and me plenty of grandc***dren." Looking over her shoulder, he winked at his son and added, "And I don't care who the father is." "Me either daddy," Sharon said as she ran her hands lovingly over his chest. She intentionally pressed her body into his when she kissed him. That was all it took to confirm that he did have a hard-on. She wondered who was turning him on, her or Bruce or both of them. Turning, she took her b*****r's and Gary's hands and laughed happily and told him, "I don't care which of my two handsome and beautiful husbands makes me pregnant first, just as long as one of them does...and soon! We plan on giving you and mom a house full of grandk**s to spoil, don't we honey." "Yes dear," Gary and Bruce said in unison. That broke everyone up. Marie Winston started to cry. She embraced her daughter and told her, "You better. You're my only daughter and my only hope to be a grandmother." Marie, could at any one time be described as the confident, outspoken and liberal Beatrice Arthur from Maude or the sweet, understanding and sometimes ditzy Edith Bunker from All in the f****y. Today she was a little of each. Neither her c***dren's i****t, nor her son's sexual preference bothered her in the least. She did find it somewhat odd that the three of them insisted on getting married though. "You can all screw without getting married," she'd jokingly reminded them. But once she'd gotten to know Gary and grown to love him too, she understood why her c***dren wanted to make it official. She only cared that they were happy... and that she would always be welcome into their bedroom... or wherever they wanted to fuck. Gary had assured her that she would always be welcome to join the three of them. The only thing that could make it more perfect for her today was if she could somehow get up the nerve to tell her husband that she was having sex with them and then convince him to join all of them. She'd never been happier since that first time with Bruce and Sharon and knew her husband would feel the same way. She had embraced their i****t with the same enthusiasm that she had for life... with a passion. 'We're all adults,' she told herself. 'Bruce is twenty and Sharon is twenty four and we should all be able to do as we wish and besides, I think i****t is the most fun I've ever had.' Like her husband, when she first discovered them in bed, she had been neither calm nor understanding. She had been shocked and disgusted and was ready to disown them but after listening to them explain their love for each other, she had quickly softened her feelings and accepted what they were doing and had promised not to tell their father. It was a terrible secret, one that consumed her but if asked now, she would readily admit that she would do it again. Of course, helping Bruce with is daily transformation into a girl was special and rewarding. He'd always held a unique place in her heart. He was her gentle and sweet son. She'd seen signs of his femininity early on but had thought he'd grow out of it once he began excelling in sports. When he hadn't, she'd enthusiastically embraced his desire to be a girl and excitedly taken him under her wing and helped him. Mentally, she had accepted him as her second daughter... a daughter with a very lovely cock! She was so curious about their i****t that she couldn't help asking dozens of questions. She quizzed them daily about every aspect of their i****t, including asking what positions they liked, what they talked about, intimate questions no mother would normally ask her c***dren, but this was far from normal and she couldn't control her curiosity. They were open about with their answers and never seemed embarrassed, always ready to elaborate, even if it meant being sexually explicit. Eventually she'd dropped enough not-so-subtle hints about wanting to watch them that they had excitedly asked if she would join them. They were thrilled to involve her but wanted to make sure she really was serious before letting her. It was something the two of them had often fantasized about, but to make sure she wouldn't back out at the last minute, they made her agree to one condition. "Mom," Sharon said, "you can watch but it would be too weird if you had your clothes on. You have to get naked with us." Marie giggled and blushed but thought that was fair. She already felt comfortable being naked in front of Sharon and now that Bruce was becoming more like a daughter than a son to her, she lost any shyness she might have had about being undressed in front of him. Since they were already naked, she quickly disrobed and gaily told them, "I think this is going to be fun." She hadn't been naked in front of anyone except her husband in years and it made her whole body tingle as she stood in front of them. Not knowing what to do with her hands, she left them at her side and let them look. "I feel so wicked," she giggled nervously. "It's kind of fun though." She moved around their room to see how that felt. "I wish your father was here too. Wouldn't that be fun?" Sharon laughed and said, "It really would be fun mom, but I think daddy would kill us if he ever found out." As she played with Bruce's cock, she gave her mother one last chance to back out. "Mom, are you sure you really want to do this?" They really wanted her there but not if it was going to freak her out. "We get pretty raunchy sometimes," she warned as she lavished Bruce's cock with her hot tongue. Marie's eyes were already as wide as saucers. "Oh I'm very sure and don't worry about me, be as... raunchy as you want to be, I can take it," she said as she raptly watched her daughter take her b*****r's cock into her mouth and begin sucking him off. She couldn't believe how quickly she'd gotten turned on. Her naked body began responding to what they were doing. Her breasts throbbed and ached and her pussy became a burning river of passion. Her juices were flowing and within minutes she was touching her fifty two year old body. She knew hers wasn't as trim or firm as her daughter's but she thought her tits were still pretty nice and everyone told her she still had great legs. i****t had always secretly fascinated her, almost as much as the idea of making love to another woman did. Now, as she watched her daughter suck her b*****r's cock, she wondered if she was bisexual also. She innocently told them, "I can't believe how much fun it is to watch you two and just to let you know, just because I've never done it before, that doesn't mean i****t doesn't turn me on too. You two aren't the only ones with secrets." She pulled a chair beside their bed so she could better see. "Go ahead; I'll be quiet as a church mouse. Just do what you usually do," she cheerfully told them as she made herself as comfortable as she could under the circumstances. "You're too much mom," Sharon laughed as she pulled her b*****r between her legs and guided his cock into her. "Okay mom, you asked for it." For the next thirty minutes she and Bruce fucked and sucked and made love to each other with a raw passion that neither had experienced before. Having your mother watch you fuck will do that. Marie especially liked how dirty they talked to each other. It made her incredibly hot to hear Bruce yell out how much he loved fucking his s****r's cunt and how Sharon screamed for more of her of her b*****r's cock when she was cumming. "You two certainly do talk dirty, much more than your father and I ever do," she enviously told them. "Dirty turns us on mom," Bruce laughed as he tongued his cum from Sharon's cunt. Sharon looked up at her mother and laughingly said, "Mom, from the looks of it, you enjoy being a little dirty too." Her mother had one hand between her legs and was gingerly fingering her wet pussy; the other was hungrily mauling her full breasts. "I think it's neat that you masturbate mom, that's so hot," Sharon said as she watched spellbound. "Oh I love masturbating dear, every since I was just a little girl but this is the first time I've ever done it with any one watching... even your father. It's kind of fun to have an audience though, it does make it seem dirtier." It made her laugh self-consciously, but she continued to finger her mature cunt in front of them. She couldn't help moaning very loud as she brought herself to an incredible orgasm. Letting her k**s watch had a great deal to do with the intensity of her orgasm. "Whewww, I can't believe I just did that. That was really fantastic," she giggled. "You're unbelievable mom," Sharon said smiling. "I really liked watching you and I know Bruce did too." Hoping her mother was up for some really kinky sex, she told her, "We weren't sure if you could handle it but seeing you now, I think you can. We were wondering if you'd like to watch me turn Bruce into my girlfriend. We will if you want, mom." "What ever are you talking about Sharon?" She had several fingers buried deep up her cunt but paused now to hear what her daughter was saying. Sharon smiled at her b*****r and asked, "What do you say Brucie, want to show mom how I fuck you like a girl?" Bruce beamed. "I thought you'd never ask." Their mother stopped and stared at them. "What in the world are you two talking about... how are you going to turn your b*****r into a girl... more than he is?" She had no idea. "This will only take a minute, mom," Sharon said as she got up and went to her dresser and pulled out her dildo and harness. "If you'll help me get this thing on, I'll show you." Sharon quickly slipped her legs into the harness and then adjusted the eight inch cock through the hole. "Now if you'll just help me buckle the sides, I'll show you how I make my pretty b*****r into my girlfriend." "Sharon Winston, where ever did you get this," her mother shrieked with delight. She'd never seen a real dildo before and was fascinated by it. She touched the full length of the flesh like cock and then eyed her son. "Is this really for you Bruce dear? Are you really going to let your s****r put this inside of you?" Sharon laughed at her mother's innocence. "Just wait mom, in a few minutes he'll be begging for it." She was right of course. "Won't you my pretty?" Bruce giggled playfully. "Yes big s****r, you know how much I love it when you fuck my pussy." "Well I never," Marie gasped and gave her son a stunned look. "I would never have imagined something so big would fit up there. Are you sure it doesn't hurt dear." "It feels great mom," Bruce assured her as he got up on his knees and positioned his cute little butt at the edge of the bed. "Just watch." Sharon applied some KY jelly to the dildo and then into his ass. "Burrr, that is sooo cold," Bruce yelped. "Stop your complaining," Sharon said and swatted his butt playfully with her big dick. "You know you love it." Once she was ready, she stood behind him, held him by the hips and positioning her cock to his ass. Just as she was about to enter him, she paused and impishly asked her mother, "Do you and daddy to this?" "Oh heavens no, never," Marie laughed nervously. The thought had never crossed her mind before. Now she wondered if her husband had ever wanted to do anal with her. She moved her chair closer. "I just never knew normal people did things like this... well you know, men and women." Her fingers were back between her legs again. "It's just so... so...." "Nasty," Sharon laughingly suggested. "Yes, nasty but much more. It makes me feel so wicked and sinful to be part of this with you. I'm so glad you asked me." "We are too, mom," Sharon happily told her. After fucking her b*****r for a good ten minutes, she invited her mother to try it. "It's not like you'd be cheating on daddy. It's kind of pretend fucking for you but real fucking for Bruce and besides, I think he really wants you to fuck him mom. You should hear how dirty he talks about you. He really wants you to fuck him like I just did." Marie looked at her son differently now and only half-heartedly protested before finally agreeing. "I'm only doing this because I'm curious and because Bruce, you really did seem to enjoy it." And that amazed her! Sharon helped her get into the harness and then stepped back and watched. She didn't need any more instructions other than to go slow. After watching the fat cock slide easily into her son's ass, she fucked him for a good fifteen minutes before pulling out of him. "Now I know what it feels like to be a man," she giggled as she stood with her hands on her hips and swung her fake dick from side to side. "If your father could only see me now he'd die." She'd taken her time fucking him and enjoyed each thrust into his cute little ass. She'd especially liked it when Sharon got under him and sucked him off as she fucked him. Only when he'd cum and filled her mouth did she pull out of him, totally exhausted. She'd surprised herself by having her own powerful orgasm. "That," she said as she looked in awe at the cock between her legs, "Was incredible." She loved Sharon's toy and wonder what her husband would say if she surprised him some night by wearing one to bed. "You can fuck me anytime mom," Bruce sigh contently and rolled over on his back. His cock was for once soft. Cum stuck to his finely trimmed pubic hair. "I just may take you up on that dear," Marie laughed and lay beside him. Her dick poked comically out from between her legs. As she held her son's soft cock, she told him, "Mommy loved fucking her pretty little girl." Looking up at her daughter, she laughed and admitted, "I really would like to do that again." They all agreed she should. Sharon was still horny as hell and kissed her mother's neck and shyly told her, "Mom, you can join us anytime you want but I was hoping you might want to keep playing a little more today." Pulling her closer, she put her hot lips to her ear and told her, "Mom, Bruce isn't your only daughter that likes being fucked by that big cock." She hoped her mother would be into girl on girl sex as much as she was. With her legs parted and her arms open, she asked, "Want to try a little mom and daughter i****t too?" Marie wasn't sure what shocked her more, her daughter's invitation or how fast she accepted. As she watched Sharon carefully clean the dildo she enthusiastically admitted, "I've always wanted to try it with another woman. I just never had the opportunity." Before she could change her mind, she got between Sharon's legs and pushed the cock into her cunt. "Oh this is fun too," she giggled as the fat cock slid in and out of her daughter's cunt. She fucked her at the same slow pace she'd fucked her son and didn't stop until the poor girl begged her to. "Who's your daddy now," Marie laughed when Sharon finally stopped cumming. Her smile and laugh were infectious. "Oh my, that was so much fun. I just knew making love to you would be wonderful." Looking shyly at her daughter, she suggested, "Maybe next time we can do it without your toy." Sharon kissed her mother on the lips for the first time and told her, "Mom, you're incredible and yes, I'd really like that too." Sitting up, she asked, "Did you cum?" Marie blushed and nodded. "Twice." "Me too," Sharon said hugging her. "I'm glad I was your first." The three of them hugged and laughed together. "I'm so glad you invited me." "You're invited anytime mom," Bruce said as he tongued her succulent nipples. "I love your tits mom." Daring to do what he'd only dreamed of, he moved between her legs and fit his cock to her cunt. "But more than anything mom, I've always wanted to make love to you." When his mother smiled and wrapped her legs around him and pulled him to her Bruce laughed and said, "I guess that means yes." Marie's head spun. She knew she wanted him but not in the way he'd put it. She held his face and kissed him and told him, "Bruce, we can't make love; your father makes love to me but what you and I can do is fuck! That's what I really want to do with you. I want you to fuck me the same way you fuck your s****r. It would be so dirty that way." She couldn't believe what she'd just said. Her life was changing forever. There was no going back now, she'd tasted the forbidden fruit of i****t and she only wanted more. "But lets save it for next time, you two have worn me out today." Every chance the three of them got after that was spent in bed. She learned to do things with them that she'd never heard of before. Now that they were married, she couldn't wait to join them and their new husband. It had thrilled her when Sharon had told her how Gary couldn't wait to fuck her. She teasingly told her, "He's really into hot older women, mom." "Well that's me," Marie simply admitted. Kissing Sharon's cheek today, Marie lovingly told her, "You look so beautiful honey and I'm so happy for you... all of you." Positioning herself so her husband wouldn't see, she brought her hands up to her daughter's breasts and caressed them. "You have no idea how envious I am of what you and Bruce have and how much I'm looking forward to joining you and Gary." She hugged her and then showered the three of them with loving kisses. "I just want you all to be happy, as happy as your father and I are." She guiltily held onto to her husband's arm and fought for the courage to tell him everything. She just knew he would love i****t as much as much as she did if he'd just give it a chance. Gary hugged his new mother-in-law and promised her he would be the best husband possible to her daughter and son. "You've raised two beautiful c***dren Mrs. Winston and I intend to take very good care of both of them." She gave him a quick kiss and told him, "I know you will Gary but won't you please call me mom. That would be so nice and it would make it sound so much more like f****y if you did." Gary understood her double meaning. "Thanks mom, I like that and it will make it more like f****y... when we're together." He kissed her cheek and let his hand drift over her slim hip and down over her bottom. He gave her a quick squeezed and whispered, "You make me so hot mom...I can't wait." His other hand snuck up between them and he cupped her breast. "I can't wait to fuck you." Marie tingled all over and felt like a school girl. A delicious wetness began to flow from between her legs. "Me either," she whispered as she blushed. Gary gave her another quick kiss before turning to Bruce and Sharon. "Aren't they beautiful?" "Yes they are Gary, especially this one," she laughed as she stroked Bruce's cheek. "I just love having a second daughter." "I love her too mom," Gary said and kissed Bruce. "My little bride looks so fantastic. Thank you so much for helping her today." Bruce smiled and held Gary's hand. "I had a good subject." She then waved her hands and sadly said, "I just wish your parents would open their hearts and accepted the three of you the same way Bert and I have." "We can't change the world in a day mom," Gary said sadly. "My parents are who they are. I'm just glad I have you and Mr. Winston...." Gary looked at his father in-law and dared say, "I'm glad I have you and dad in my life now." Bert liked that and told him so. "I like that Gary. Dad sounds just fine to me... son." He wrapped his arm around his son-in-law and gave him a fatherly hug. He'd caught how Gary had put his hand on his wife's butt. He liked that. It gave him ideas. When he'd first met him, he couldn't for the life of him figure out how such a man's man could be so openly bisexual and in love with his dress wearing son, yet at the same time be so obviously heterosexual and in love with his daughter. It made him more than curious about the whole bisexual thing. Over time, he'd grown to admire and respect him and easily appreciated why his son had fallen in love with him, but there was more. He'd also grown to like him... as in like him in a way he'd never felt about a man before. Gary's dark looks and rugged hockey build combined with his French Canadian accent, which Bert thought made everything he said sound so damn sexy, made him want him like his son did. Risking everything and before he could change his mind, he allowed his hard-on to briefly come in contact with Gary's leg. He liked how that felt and wondered if Gary noticed and if he did, did he mind? Feeling braver, he pressed it once more against him before backing up and busily pulling out a three cigars from his coat. He handed each one to Gary and Bruce. "Let's light these up, open some of that bubbly and celebrate. It's not every day that I get to marry my son and daughter... to the same man." The room was soon full with blue smoke. Not wanting to leave his daughter out and still feeling the glow from rubbing his cock against Gary's leg, he pulled her to him and addressed all of them. "Maybe one of these days someone will take the time and explain to me how we all came to be here today. It must be a hell of a story." "Dad, are you sure you really want to know? It's pretty X rated." Sharon laughed and rested her head against his shoulder. She'd seen what he'd just done to her husband and knew it was no accident. She was certain that meant he was at least bisexually curious. To keep him excited, she intentionally allowed her breasts to rest upon his arm. Bringing her lips to his ear, she huskily told him, "I know you're up... for it dad." She paused and looked down at the front of his pants and smirked playfully, "But are you sure you want to hear all the dirty details? They might make you even more excited than you already are." Bert blushed and realized she'd seen what he'd done. To cover up his embarrassment, he boastfully said, "Oh I'm definitely up for it little girl, and I'm sure I want to hear everything." His cock only got harder as he looked hungrily at her nearly naked tits. "I like X-rated and I like being turned on," he told her and subtly moved his arm against her breasts. To break the sexual spell she was casting over him and before he did something crazier, he handed her a cigar. "Smoke?" Sharon had no intention of letting his libido cool down. "Only during sex dad." She laughed enticingly and rubbed her breasts harder along his arm. "Are you offering?" He playfully admonished her, "Sharon, your husband...!" "Don't worry about Gary dad, he's as turned on by i****t as I am. Aren't you honey?" Gary laughed and kissed her and told her, "You know I am dear." Like Sharon, he wanted their unusual marriage and i****t to be an open subject for all of them to freely talk about. "I would never have married you and Bruce if you weren't fucking like rabbits. It's part of your charm." Bert thought that was hilarious. "Damn, you all talk like i****t and being bisexual is the most natural thing in the world." He could barely breathe now; the combination of their sexual openness plus his daughter's tits on his arm was driving him crazy. He looked her in the eyes before daring to do something he hoped he wouldn't regret. He touched one of her pink nipples. "Nice," he barely said above a whisper. With his fingers still on her breast, he told them, "I never thought I'd be talking so openly about your i****t. I guess times have changed and I, for one, think it's great." That was the most candid he'd ever spoken about i****t and everyone took note. He looked at Sharon again to gauge her reaction to what he was doing before touching her other nipple. "That's nice too sweetheart." He liked how it made her shiver and when she didn't pull away, he continued to tease them. He knew everyone was watching and that only made him want to do more. Not knowing what to do next, he held a flame to her cigar and managed to say, "Damn, should have known I couldn't shock you and I should have known you'd smoke a cigar." Surprising even himself, he then said, "You sl**p with your b*****r, why wouldn't you smoke a cigar?" "Dad, sl**ping's not the only thing I do with Bruce." She giggled lightly and stuck the cigar into her mouth and mimicked sucking a cock. "I like to smoke Bruce too." She laughed, and pressed her breasts into his hand. "I just love a good smoke, don't you dad?" Bert ignored the last part of her question. "I just bet you do honey." He really enjoyed this kind of sexual banter with his daughter. He watched in silence as she expertly inhaled the dark tobacco. "You always were willing to try something new." That got him back to his question. "So, are you going to tell your dear old dad how he missed the fact that you and your b*****r were having sex right under my nose or how my son became my daughter without me having a damn clue." He winked at Bruce and from his heart told him, "A damn pretty daughter if I do say so." When no one answered he turned to Gary and asked, "And you Gary. How in the hell did you manage to fall in love with both of them then and convince them to marry you? That must be one hell of a story too." Gary gave him a sly smile and said, "Getting them to agree to marry me was easy dad. It was the courting that was a little more complicated." Marie Winston broke in and began passing out fluted champagne glasses. "Complicated but exciting from what I hear." She laughed at her own dirty joke. Handing Gary a bottle of champagne, she told him, "You pour, and then let's have a toast. Bert's going to need plenty of this if he's going to finally hear everything. Bert looked quizzically at his wife. "And I suppose you know the whole story Miss Smarty pants?" He'd always thought his wife had been a co-conspirator, if not more. "Most of it," Marie giggled a nippy laugh and quickly downed the first of many glasses of champagne she would drink that day. "Definitely more than you dear." She had pretended to be as surprised as her husband when the k**s revealed to him that they were having sex and then about Bruce's sexual preference. As far as he knew, she had only helped Bruce afterwards with his makeup, hair and stuff that he had no interest in. Because she spent so much time with Bruce, it gave them many opportunities to fuck. Memories of that first time now flooded her mind. It had been a glorious experience, one only a mother could truly appreciate and it hadn't just been one time, she'd fucked him many times since then and she never wanted it to stop. Having sex with her c***dren made her feel hot and dirty and alive! Normal sex just didn't have the same appeal or excitement for her anymore. As she gulped down her second glass of bubbly, she knew she was going to find a way to tell her husband... today! Bert gave her a questioning look. "I want to hear all about that too my lovely bride." He emptied his glass and quickly refilled everyone else's. "Now, who's going to start?"Sharon looked at Bruce, as if to ask, do you want to start or should I? "You better Sharon," Bruce said as he gracefully took a seat next to his mother. "I think dad will take it better from you than me to learn how his not so innocent daughter took his son's virginity and then helped turn me into the sexy girl you see before you." Bruce crossed his shapely legs and tugged modestly at his mini skirt and gave his s****r an innocent smile. He wished he hadn't let her talk him into wearing the panties he had on. They had a little pouch that held his cock in place and as aroused as he was, he couldn't wait to set it free. The only thing that kept him from dragging her or Gary into one of the bedrooms for a quick fuck was that it looked like his mother was finally going to get up the nerve to tell his father all the sordid and sexy details of their i****t as well as his own transformation from All American high school cross country runner to All American horny cross-dresser. He decided to help his mother anyway he could. He'd recognized the hot looks his father had been giving him and knew when a guy was checking him out, and his father definitely had been checking! This was his chance to let his father know how much he really wanted him. In a very unladylike fashion he slowly uncrossed his legs and parted them wide enough to allow his father a clear look up his tiny skirt. He knew how cute his cock must look encased in his panties, and hoped his father would think so too. When he glanced up, he saw he was right. He gave him an innocent smile and parted them even further. "Oh geez, Bruce." Bert Winston choked when he saw how his son was sitting...and what was showing. His skirt was so short and his legs were so wide open that he could easily see his cock beneath his sheer panties. "Bruce... son... sweetheart, I think you're forgetting that you're wearing a skirt." Bruce smiled and said, "I'm well aware of what I'm wearing dad. I just thought from the way you've been checking me out that you wanted to see what Gary and Sharon like playing with." He knew it was an outrageous thing to say but he wanted to his father to know how much he wanted him. "Well damn," Bert said grinning. "I didn't know I was being so obvious, but can you blame me? Look at you, you're beautiful and how can I not look right now? You're practically hanging out of your... panties." He couldn't pull his eyes away from his son's cock. Bruce looked between his legs and laughed. "Well, so I am." "Damn, son. Well if you're showing, I'm looking." Bert grinned from ear to ear and continued to stare. His own cock grew even stiffer. On an intellectual level, he knew it was a cock and not a pussy between his son's legs but Bruce looked so damn much like a girl now that it was difficult not to think it might not be one. He knew his son was right though. He did want to see his cock, the same cock his s****r and Gary were fucking and sucking. They had what he fantasized about. Since meeting Gary, it was all he thought about... making love to another man... fucking his own son... the pretty and sexy little girl that was flashing him right now. He took another sip of champagne and wondered, 'If I was fucking him and looked down and saw his cock, would my mind change it to a pussy or would I want it to be a cock?' He'd have to ask Gary about that. His eyes returned to the unnatural bulge in his son's panties and said, "I can see why your husband and s****r make such a fuss over you." Bruce preened. "Thank you daddy, I love hearing you say things like that." He smiled back at him, arched his hips and made his cock seem even bigger than it was. Bert had long ago decided that he was proud of his son for being so courageous to come out and be who he wanted to be. That didn't mean he was quite ready to carry pictures of him in drag in his wallet to show off to the guys at work, but he'd been thinking about it. It was also easy to understand why Gary had fallen in love with him. He recalled the afternoon they'd shared several pictures of Margaritas together. Gary had d***kenly let it slip that beside Sharon, Bruce was the best damn fuck he'd ever had. 'Hell,' Bert thought, 'with a few more drinks in me I'll be asking to fuck him. Why not, it seems like I'm the only one not having some fun with this i****t thing.' When he looked up again, he saw the playful and seductive smile in his son's eyes, it made him laugh again. "You're a tease son." He didn't care what anyone thought now and dropped his hand over his cock and showed him how hard he was. "Ok, ok, you win. Look, see, you've turned me on. Happy?" When Bruce just winked at him, he gulped down his drink and asked for more. "Gary, I better have another." He managed to tear his eyes from his son's cock long enough to addressed his wife. "I can't believe you knew things and didn't tell me, Marie." Marie Winston reached across and patted her husband's arm and soothed his ruffled feathers. "Honey, you would have ruptured an artery if you had known all the things that were going on right under your nose. Sometimes it's just best to not know." Seeing how turned on Bruce had gotten him gave her all the courage she needed. "And sometimes it's just as easy to show you." With as much calm as she could muster, she reached between her son's legs and began fondling his cock. "Like this," she said as her fingers danced lightly over Bruce's panties. She touched him with a familiarity that didn't escape her husband. "Such a pretty little cock my daughter has." Bruce sucked in his breath and smiled. He knew his mother was finally doing it, and he had no intention of slowing her down. "Mom, that feels nice, but aren't you worried that you'll make dad jealous?" "I hope he is Bruce." Marie giggled and emptied her glass. She kept her hand right where it was and looked innocently at her husband and said, "Bert darling, from the look on your face and the way you're touching yourself, I think Bruce is right. You are jealous." Bert had no idea what the hell was going on between his wife and son but whatever it was, it was turning him on and he didn't want her to stop. "Maybe I am a little, but don't let that stop you Marie." "Thank you dear, it won't." With her husband watching she cupped her son's cock and balls and playfully tickled them. "Tickle, tickle, mommy's tickling Brucies pretty cock." It gave her such a rush to be so dirty in front of him. "Mom, behave," Bruce laughed and half heartedly attempted to push her hand away. When she wouldn't stop, he gave up and sat back and enjoyed her craziness. "Behave? You've never said that to me before Bruce," she d***kenly laughed. To show him she wasn't going to be put off, she gripped his cock through his panties and began masturbating him. "Just look how hard you are already are. No wonder your father's so turned on." Not letting her daughter off the hook, she added, "And from the way your s****r was rubbing her boobs against his arm, I wouldn't be surprised if he wants her as much as he obviously wants you." "It wouldn't surprise me a bit mom," Bruce laughed and gave his s****r a wink. When his father didn't say anything it gave him a sense of relief that he wasn't upset by what his mother was doing or saying. Now he just had to slow her down a little before she made him cum. Whispering to her, he told her, "Mom behave or I won't let you fuck me today." Speaking in a normal voice, Marie said, "Ohhhh, I can't believe my daughter could be that mean to me. After all we've done together; I can't believe you'd deny your mother one of the things she loves most." She giggled a little but let go of his cock and surprised him by pulling him to her and kissing him passionately. She briefly thought about dragging him between her legs and demand that he fuck her in front of his father. That would show him! When she finally broke their kiss, she was almost panting. "You are the most perfect daughter I could ever hope for and I love you the same way your s****r and husband do." It was such unexpected statement that it silenced the room. Bert fought for words. "Damn Marie, it almost sounds like you wished Bruce had married you instead of Sharon and Gary!" "Well maybe I do," she slurred as she continued to play with her son's cock. "This i****t stuff shouldn't just be for the k**s." Feeling the effects of the champagne, she pulled Bruce to her again and kissed him once more. When she finally broke it, she cheerfully told her husband, "Bert, you could take some lessons from your son on how to kiss me." She then quickly corrected herself and apologized to her son. "I'm sorry Bruce dear. Bert darling, if you kissed me with as much passion as your daughter Bruce does, you'd be surprised at my response." "Oh geez Marie, you're too much." Seeing his wife kissing and groping his son made him incredibly hot. In his heart, he knew he wished it was him kissing and touching Bruce. He was smart enough to know not to say anything stupid. "Maybe we could do something about that dear." "That would be fun dear." Marie gave him a playful wink and added, "You'd be surprised at the things I want to do with you... and to you." That got everyone laughing again and broke the brief uncomfortable moment. Sharon, realizing how close things were to getting out of control... which is what she wanted, decided it was time to take control. "More champagne everyone! Drink up." Once everyone's glass was refilled she gathered her thoughts as to how to proceed. She knew her father wanted Bruce, his reaction to what her mother and Bruce were doing confirmed that and tied into what Gary had told her about the day her father had quizzed him about Bruce. "You know I don't mind talking to him about being bisexual but his questions really threw me," Gary had told her. "At first I thought he was concerned about STD's, but as it turns out, he really wanted to know if I used a rubber when I fucked Bruce. You should have seen the look on his face when I told him I never used them and that I hated them and so did Bruce. When he told me how much he hated them too, I knew what he was thinking. He had such a far away, dreamy look, as if he was picturing himself fucking Bruce. It was wild. I really wanted to suggest that he tell Bruce how he felt because I know how much Bruce wants to fuck him but of course I didn't." With that information and seeing how her father's eyes were still glued between her b*****r's legs, she decided to test the i****t waters again. Sitting, she faced him and like her b*****r, slowly parted her legs and hiked her skirt up. 'This will get his attention,' she said to herself. "Dad, Bruce isn't the only one with something between their legs that you've so obviously wanted to see." Bert managed to pull his eyes away from Bruce's cock long enough to see what she was talking about. He almost choked on his cigar when he saw how she was exposing herself. "Damn Sharon!" He couldn't believe she was flashing him too. Like a bug being drawn to the bright light, his eyes searched that secret area between her legs for any sign of panties. He quickly realized she wasn't wearing any. "Oh hell honey, you're worse than your b*****r." All he could see was pink pussy... pink shaved pussy looking back at him. Without taking his eyes off of her cunt, he dropped his hand onto Gary's leg and said, "Son, I sure hope you have plenty of health insurance because you're going to need it with these two." Gary laughed at how his two wives were behaving. "It seems that they are both flirting with you dad. I don't know what I'm going to do with them." "Oh I know what I'd do with them if they were mine," Bert laughed as he stared unabashedly at his daughter's cunt. His hand never stopped moving over his hard-on. "Yes sir, I definitely know what I would do." His other hand, as if it had a mind of its own, moved seductively over Gary's leg. "Pretty big talk dad," Sharon said as she ran her hand up the inside of her naked thighs until it was almost touching her pussy. She paused a second before parting her cunt lips and showed him how wet she already was. "But are you sure you'd know what to do with this? That would be i****t daddy, and that would be so naughty." She was determined to show her b*****r he wasn't the only one that could turn their father on. She nudged him with her elbow b*****r and mouthed. "You're such a slut." Bruce winked at her and giggled. "Oh cripes Sharon!" He couldn't believe she was actually fingering her pussy in front of him. "You better believe it when I say I know what it is and what I want to do." Bert leaned forward and practically fell off the couch as he gazed between her legs. "I know what to do when a pretty girl without panties on flashes me." He couldn't help smirking. Sharon huskily asked, 'And what would you do daddy? What would you do with me?" When her father didn't immediately answer, she knew she no longer needing to be coy. "Maybe you can't see everything," she said as she pulled her tiny skirt past her waist and opened her legs wider. "Is that better daddy? Can you see everything now?" Her cunt was inflamed with lust and she could feel her juices flowing from between her lips and soaking into the couch. Bert didn't know what was going on but he loved it. "Perfect baby." He'd never seen her tits much less her pussy before today and now he was getting an incredible look at both. He hoped his son- in-law wasn't jealous. "I'm glad you approve daddy, and when you're ready to tell me what you want to do with this, just let me know." Sharon slowly fanned her sultry legs open and shut and continued to expose her young cunt to him. She was having fun, especially with her husband right there. To make sure his eyes didn't stray back to Bruce's 'pussy', she continued to finger her incredibly wet cunt. When her mother saw what she was doing, it only made her hornier. "Start at the beginning Sharon and don't leave anything out," Marie Winston slurred. "Nothing," she giggled. Not caring what her husband thought now, she made a show of pulling Bruce's hand under her dress. "Make sure you tell him how much I like it when your b*****r touches me here," she told her as she moved Bruce's hand along her inner thigh. "He has such beautiful hands and he knows just where I like him to put them." She was on her third glass of champagne now and feeling no pain. "Go on Sharon, your father loves a dirty story as much as I do so, don't hold anything back." She giggled mischievously, and guided Bruce's hand closer to her dripping pussy. When his fingers found a sensitive place high up her thigh, she let out a yelp. "Ohhh, Bruce, you're so naughty!" Bert's eyes widened with lust as he watched his normally refined wife acting like such a hot slut. "Damn Marie, you're out of control!" His cock felt like it was going to explode as he watched his son play with his mother's pussy and his daughter finger hers. He began to understand just how much he'd missed. "Probably dear but that doesn't mean I don't know what I'm doing." To make her point, she pulled her dress and slip past her waist and held Bruce's hand right over her pussy. She then kissed his cheek and said, "Mmmm, yes, that's the place dear. That's the place mommy love's being touched." Bert was on fire now. "Why do I feel like I'm the last to know what the hell is going on here?" he said. Without thinking, his hand moved heatedly along Gary's leg. 'Two can play this game,' he told himself. He loved the feel of Gary's muscular leg under his hand and he moved it as close to his cock as he dared. His own felt like it was going to burst from his pants. "This is turning out to be the best damn wedding I've ever been too." He couldn't help grinning as he watched his son massage his mother's pussy and his daughter parade her cunt. "I don't know what the hell is going on but I love it and you're right dear, I do love a dirty story and I have a feeling I'm in the middle of one." He cautiously checked to see where his hand was and then looked hopefully into his son-in law's eyes. They told him all he needed to know. His eyes flashed back and forth between his daughter and son before he finally moved his hand over Gary's cock. He could feel his son-in-law's steel cock throb. He let out a hissing sigh, "Oh geez, this is so hot." "You make me hot, dad," Gary said as he placed his hand over his father-in laws and held it against him. He knew this was an important moment for all of them. "I was hoping you'd do that dad, we all were." He was rock hard and looked to Sharon for her approval. She gave him a quick smile as she ran her fingers between her swollen cunt lips. "Way to go dad," she said as she wildly plunged her fingers into her pussy and gave it a much needed finger fuck. "I just knew you liked guys as much as Bruce does." "Well I don't know about as much," Bert grinned foolishly as he continued to explore Gary's cock. "But I like Gary. Anything wrong with that?" "Not a thing dad, not one damn thing," Gary said as he placed his hand between Bert's legs and found his cock. "You feel nice too dad." He gave his father-in-law's cock a squeeze and then seductively asked, "Do I feel as good as you do?" Bert Winston glowed. "Better," he happily admitted. "You feel fantastic as a matter of fact." Since no one seemed to care, he moved his hand freely all over Gary's cock. He couldn't believe he was really doing it! He was touching a man's cock...his son-in-laws cock right, in front of his wife and k**s. "Oh shit," he moaned when Gary began seriously masturbating him through his pants. "Damn that feels good." He grinned like a little boy. He wanted to tell him to take it out. Remembering his wife was right there; he put on a sheepish grin but quickly saw she was too busy to notice what he was doing. She had pulled Bruce's hand inside her panties and from the looks of it; he had at least two fingers up his mother's cunt. "Oh geez Marie... Bruce I'm finding out things about the two of you that I definitely like." He gripped Gary harder and moved his hand up and down the length of the young man's large cock. "This is turning out to be one hell of a day." Marie squirmed as her son fingered her but managed a little wave at her husband and merrily told him, "I'm glad you're finally loosening up, Bert dear, but I have to tell you, I'm not surprised to see what you're doing with Gary. I always knew you had a lot more in common with Bruce than you were willing to admit. I'm just glad you're finally admitting it." She gave him an approving smile as she guided Bruce's fingers into her cunt. "The k**s have taught me so much, Bert... I bet they could teach you a thing or two also." Just then, she let out a long sigh. "Oh my god that feels good, Bruce." She clamped her legs together for a moment before relaxing them. "You have no idea how much fun I've been having with them, Bert." Bruce must have hit her special spot again because she almost came off the couch this time. "Oh yes, yes, yes, honey, right there, touch mommy right there and make her cum!" She clamped her thighs tight around his hand and rode it to an incredibly vocal orgasm. When she got her senses back, she gave her husband a shy little shrug before hugging Bruce and telling him, "That was so nice honey. Mommy loves it when her little girl makes her cum." Sharon knew her father was more than ready now. Standing, she playfully wagged her finger at Gary and Bruce and told them, "I should have known I couldn't trust my wife and husband to behave. We've been married less than an hour and already the two of you are cheating on me." Barely shocking them, she stood and unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. "Well three can play that game and since we are all getting so chummy, I'm going to get comfortable." Her blouse soon joined her skirt on the floor. Except for her nylons and heels and the small gold chain around her waist, she was now totally naked. With her hands on her hips, she thrust her well fingered pussy towards her father and challenged him. "Anyone else want to join me?" She gave her b*****r and husband a look that said they better. Bruce jumped at the chance. "Count me in," he said in his soft and lilted voice. "Excuse me a minute mom," said as he pulled his fingers out of her pussy. Standing, he quickly slipped his skirt off. His hard cock strained inside his florid panties. "Pardon me everyone but I've been dying to do this all day." Reaching inside his panties, he freed his throbbing cock from the confines of the little pouch. Before sitting back down, he gratifyingly fisted it a few times, smiled and sighed, "Ohhh, now that feels so much better." To maintain his feminine illusion, he kept his blouse and panties on. With his cock now free, it stuck up over the top of his low slung underwear. "Now where was I," he giggled as he slipped his hand back inside his mother panties. "Ah yes, I remember this place," he said as he worked his fingers inside her cunt. "Mommy's pussy is soooo wet." "Yes it is dear and you made it that way. You know how much I love it when my pretty little girl makes me all happy." Marie was relieved to finally be able to show her husband what she had been doing with their c***dren. Reaching for her son, she said, "Bert darling, I hope this doesn't upset you, but I need this as much as Brucie does." She then pulled Bruce's panties down as far as she could and began masturbating him. "Such a nice hard cock my little girl has." Marie was looking directly at her husband and said, "Don't you think so too Bert?" Bert Winston could only watch wide-eyed. "Marie, are you really going to jack him off?" "I will take that as a yes that you do think Bruce has a lovely cock and to answer your question, yes, I was thinking about doing just that. Would that bother you dear? Would you mind if I jacked my son off?" She continued to stroke Bruce's cock as if was the most natural thing in the world for a mother to do with her son. "I've gotten quite good at it." "I bet you have," Bert laughed. "And hell no it wouldn't bother me honey!" His grip on Gary's cock never loosened. "I think I'd actually enjoy seeing you do that, Marie." Sharon knew her mother would too. She quickly looked at Gary and asked, "Well that's two down and three to go. Anyone else?" Gary laughed. "I should have known my two wives couldn't keep their clothes on for a whole afternoon." With a raised eyebrow, he looked at his father-in-law and asked, "So what do you say dad? Should we join them?" Without waiting, he stood and quickly disrobed down to his boxers and sleeveless t-shirt. His hard seven plus inch cock popped out the slit of his boxers and lewdly stood out at attention for all to see. It was obvious he'd been enjoying what his father in-law had been doing. "Much better," he grinned, and slowly stroked his cock. Bert Winston stared hungrily at Gary's beautiful cock. He took a quick look at everything going on around him and realized he wanted to join them. "Count me in," he laughed. "How about it Marie, should we join these crazy k**s?" Marie quickly let go of Bruce's cock and stood up. "What a marvelous idea honey." With her back to her son, she asked, "Help your mother dear." "Love to, mom." Bruce helped her out of her dress then wrapped her in his arms and ground his cock into her from behind. When his mother started moaning, he reached around and held her boobs. "I just love your tits, mom." Marie kissed him over her shoulder and told him, "Thank you dear, you always say the nicest things." She quickly pulled her slip over her head and then unhurriedly took off her panties and bra off. "I don't' think I'll need these anymore." She faced her husband and massaged her large firm breasts and rolled her excited nipples between her fingers before fluffing the damp pubic hair that surrounded her cunt. She liked the look Gary was giving her. "There, now that feels much better," she giggled as she comically shook her tits. "Well dear? What are you waiting for? Gary's dying to see your cock." "I'll be damned." Bert said as he stood and quickly took off his jacket and shirt and then his shoes and pants. Like Gary, he was wearing boxers and before he could control it, his erection slipped through the wide gap. "Oops," he needless apologized and shyly pushed his boner back inside his shorts. "No need to be shy, dad," Gary chuckled and possessively reached inside his shorts and fished his cock out. "You have such a beautiful cock, no need to hide it." Knowing his father-in-law would love it, he began masturbating him. "I've been dying to do this for you, dad." His own cock began to drip as he jacked off his father-in-law. "We're all f****y now, no need for any of us to be shy with each other." Gary brought his face to Bert's cock and held him against his cheek. "I love your cock, dad, and I can see where Bruce gets his." He gave Bert's cock a few quick licks before snuggling close to him. "Oh hell Gary that was fantastic. I'll give you a year to stop doing that." He was absolutely glowing. "And by the way... I think your cock is pretty damn nice too." The last of his homophobia had finally melted away. He held Gary's cock and did his best to masturbate him too. "This is incredible," he laughed as he played with his first cock. "Never knew touching another guy's cock could be so much fun and I can see why Bruce and Sharon are so in love with yours Gary." His moved his hand expertly up and down the stiff missile of flesh and enjoyed every inch of the younger man's cock. He even dared play with his balls. Gary knew his father was hooked and ready for more. "Sharon honey, why don't you move closer so your father can watch you play with your pretty pussy? I think he'd really like that." Bert groaned as his daughter stepped towards him. She was slowly pushing her fingers in and out of her shaved cunt. His hand moved faster over Gary's cock. "You're going to have to teach me how to do that son," he said, referring to how he got Sharon to obey him. Gary pretended to misunderstand him. "Bert, you've jacked off before. Just do me the same way you'd do yourself." That broke all of them up. When they finally all recovered, Gary apologized for making his father in-law the butt of the joke. "Seriously though Bert, the only way to get a woman to do that for you is to fuck her and fuck her often." Bert looked up at his daughter with pleading eyes. A foolish little boy's grin spread across his face. "That would be nice." "Really daddy? You really want to fuck me? She stepped directly in front of him. "Do you really want to, dad, because I really want to fuck you!" Her eyes were fixed on his cock and she couldn't wait to feel him inside of her. "I was never against your i****t sweetheart. I just didn't know how to tell you." Putting his hands on her bare hips, he pulled her to him. "I really would love to fuck my daughter... if no one objects." He looked uncertainly at Gary for permission. Gary quickly told him, "Bert, you don't have to ask my permission. I'm only her husband. You're her father and you have every right in the world to fuck her. All I want to do is watch... and join if you don't mind." "Mind, hell no I don't mind son." Reaching for his daughter, he guided her onto his lap. "Come to papa little girl," he laughed. "Daddy wants to fuck you." "I thought you'd never ask dad." Sharon straddled her father's legs and slowly lowered her naked body down over his. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this dad." With no foreplay needed, she sank down onto his cock and began fucking him. "Oh yessssss, yessss daddy, so good," she said as she squeezed her pussy around his thick cock. Once she was firmly impaled, she pulled his face to her tits. "Do that too daddy, suck my tits and fuck me." As her father fucked her for the first of many times, she began giggling. "Isn't i****t fun dad! I just knew you'd love it as much as mom does." "Better than fun honey. It's fucking incredible. Marie look!" Bert wanted her to see what he was doing but again, she was too occupied to notice. Bruce was between her legs and pounding his cock into his mother's cunt. "I guess I still have a lot of catching up to do," he shrewdly observed. He was certain that this wasn't the first time his wife and son had fucked. "You sure do, dad," Gary said as he stood up and offered him his cock. "Want to try out a little cock sucking too?" "I thought you'd never ask," Bert laughed. "But there's nothing little about your cock, son." Without thinking, he opened his mouth and allowed him to slide it into his mouth. He couldn't believe how good or natural it felt to have another man's cock in his mouth, especially as he fucked his daughter. Now he couldn't wait to fuck Bruce. From across the room, Bruce yelled, "Me next, dad!" His timing was perfect. Bert pulled his mouth off Gary's cock long enough to tell him, "You better believe it sweetheart. You're old dad can't wait to fuck that pretty little pussy of yours." Bruce loved that. "I can't wait either, daddy." Marie looked around Bruce's shoulder and giddily told her husband, "Oh Bert honey, you're going to love fucking your son. He has such a tight little ass. You're just going to love it." Bert had no idea how his wife knew that but guessed he'd find out soon enough. "I can't wait honey, but he will have to wait until I finish fucking my daughter."