I have been fantasizing and even fucking my own sisters and my mom. Knowingly and consentually too. And since I have gotten married 4 years ago, my wife, Diana has given birth and she has been open to this entire situation and life. I let her fuck anyone she wants and she is in love with joining me and watching and being behind the camera or on the phone with someone. But now since she gave birth to 3 beautiful little girls, she wants me and has commanded me to do this with my daughters.

I wake up in the mornings to my wife hovering over my hard cock with my daughters in her hands and she just running my cock all over their mouths and faces and their pussies and even their asses. And lately, she's taken it a step further by having my daughters begin waking me up with my cock in their mouths.

As wrong as it is and I have always been against this sort of thing to a degree, although I have fantasized about it for my whole life, I have stopped trying to stop my wife from doing this every morning. Especially because my very daughters actually do enjoy every moment and enjoy everything. Which really does blow my mind and my ballsack. I no longer know what to do about this. I don't want to hurt them or scar them or have them hate me or report me to the police or anything but I also don't want it to stop.

And since then, my wife has displayed this to my own mother and my sisters and everyone else in my family and friends. Incredibly, not one person has shunned me or said anything negative about it. They have embraced it and love it and have even asked for permission to experience it themselves. I have friends who even swap their children with me for an opportunity with my own. I have friends and family that have even exchanged their wives, girlfriends, sisters, moms, grandmothers and even their pets.

My dad was a truck driver, and mom used to send me (F) with him during the summers when I was out of school. It started as soon as I could "legally" ride with him according to company policy, which was when I was 10. As you can imagine, several weeks alone in a cramped space... after a couple years, stuff started happening..

First it was just him looking at me, which I noticed, then one time at night, I'd wake up to noises coming from the main bunk below (he had one if those trucks with the fold down bunk above). The first time I realized he was masturbating, but it wasn't like he came for me or anything. Just masturbating. I was intrigued and excited by it, and kept trying to wake up to catch him. After a week of it, I masturbated to him, and he caught me, but didn't say anything.

It then became our thing for the rest of that summer, basically just masturbating to each other. The next summer is when it started. I was 13. I was sitting in the passenger seat and he casually looked over at me and told me I could masturbate. I was nervous because we were on the highway, but since we were high up in a big truck, I didn’t think anyone could see me.

So, I slid out of my pants and undies and put my feet up on the dash. One leg lower than the other so dad could see what I was doing. It was fun rubbing my pussy knowing he was glancing away from the road just to watch me. I always get wet when I’m horny, so he got to see me dripping into the seat as I rubbed my clit and fingered myself. At that time, I really didn't know what I was doing but went by what felt good.

He reached over to touch my thigh and try to feel my pussy from his spot where he was driving. But if you know big trucks, you know the seats a little far from each other. I liked that he wanted to touch me, so I tried to help his hand.

I don’t have big boobs, but I pushed my shirt up and and pinched my nipple with my free hand so he could see them. I’ve always been shy, but he was my dad and I only ever saw him in the summers.

Of course, he got hard as hell from watching me, so I got out of my seat and knelt down in the gap between the chairs. I let him touch me as best he could, then I asked him if I could see him masturbate too. He pulled over to a shoulder on the highway and pulled it out. He mostly stroked it in front of me, but eventually I touched it, and when he came, I put my mouth around it. It was awkward, but I did my best to swallow it.

After that, we ignored the upper bunk thing and I slept with him on his bed. Mostly we just cuddled for the first week, but eventually, things led places and I think it was about a week later, when we were waiting for a load in Seattle, he pinned me to the bed and took me.

That summer, my dad and I had sex a bunch of times, usually after his 10 hours of driving. In the next few summers, he took me to all kinds of places so I could have a great view while he fucked me, and after I turned 16, he introduced me to a group of other truckers in a theater at a hole-in-the-wall truckstop in Ohio. They each used me, and I liked it. Big trucker daddy types.

Anyway, my dad got in trouble at some point because it turned out that he would make stops for underage sex alot, and I had to go to counselling, but I never told them anything. I pretended like nothing ever happened with my dad, and when I talked to him, he confessed everything to me. But he also told me that after that first time he and I were together, he stopped with the other girls. The only reason he got caught was because one of the other guys he knew got caught and rolled on the rest of them.

He died a few years later in prison, but I really miss those days.

I feel so weird about this and I just need somewhere to vent it. I am 19 and live with my dad and brothers. Last weekend we were driving to my grandmother's house for her birthday. It's an hour and a half drive. My dad's car is small and fuel efficient so there isn't a lot of space. We were also taking my cousin with us. My dad drove there and my cousin sat passenger (she is pregnant). Me and my three brothers at in the back. I am the smallest so I sat on my brother's lap all the way there. To be clear, nothing sexual happened with them. They are older than me and with them it was just a normal ride. I know you're not supposed to ride like that but there was no other way. We live in a city with good public transportation so none of us have cars. My dad is usually the one driving people around.

We get there and have a good time. I don't feel comfortable adding my personal life into this. My brother drove us back and my cousin sat in the passenger seat. Me, my dad, and my brothers sat in the back. I sat on my dad's lap. I have no history of being sexual with my dad. I don't have any incest fetishes. I don't even like older men, so this did nothing for me. I was just sitting on my dad's lap and we were riding through backroads. My brother's don't drive often and feel more comfortable riding on backroads so the drive back was 40 minutes longer and through hilly, bumpy areas.

Every now and then he would ask me to get up and he would readjust. I noticed something pressing into me but my mind didn't jump to "that's his dick," I just assumed I was sitting on something in his pocket. His dick is the last thing on my mind. When I realized it was his dick, I didn't make a scene. I thought about switching to my brother's lap or something but I didn't want to make it weird. I didn't think he was being some gross guy. It's just a natural thing that happens...

He wasn't being weird and grinding into me and I could tell he was actively trying to keep it from touching me but it was touching me. So I just stuck it out. I was not turned on at all by this situation. I just felt awkward and didn't want to bring it up.

When there was 15 or so minutes left of the ride, we hit a rocky patch and dad groaned and said "sorry," and I just replied with a questioning look. I didn't think about it. It didn't even cross my mind that he came. When we pulled to the house, my brothers and my cousin got out and I tried, but my dad held me there gently. It wasn't like forceful and I wasn't scared. He just didnt want to get out yet.

Once my family was about halfway to the house, he let me out and said "sorry" again. He was looking at me. I didn't know there was dried cum on my shorts and my thigh skin. I didn't know he had came in his pants. I was just looking him in the eye. This whole thing went over my head.

But, when he went into the trunk and told me to wrap his sweatshirt around my waist, that's when I noticed his crotch area. I can't even describe what it looked like beyond just "wet." Honestly, it looked like he pissed his pants or something, but it clearly wasn't that. If that were the case I definitely would have noticed. It was just SO MUCH cum. It had seeped through his boxers and his sweatpants and onto me.

I checked my ass in the sideview mirror and it wasn't nearly as bad as my dad but there was dried bits of cum on my left thigh and shorts. The cum on my ass/pussy area was still kind of moist.

I rushed upstairs to my room and took off the shorts and panties, then jumped into the bathroom to shower myself completely. When I saw his huge cum mess on his pants, my first reaction was repulsion but after some time and thinking about it, I'm kinda turned on.

Is that wrong? I've never been into incest but this just turned me on and I haven't been able to shake it. I didn't really address the feelings until I was alone in the shower and I just thought about how my dad's cum was on me and how I made my dad cum on me.

Ngl I used to judge the incest people. Every porn or erotic story these days is like sister suck in the washing machine or mommy pleasing her sons and I always thought it was gross. But I'll just be honest because none of you know me here. I was thinking about fucking him in the shower. I was imagining if he just walked in, opened the curtain and fucked me in the shower. It just hit me and I felt and still feel ashamed of it.

When I got back to my room I took the shorts out of the hamper and just looked at them. They were fully dried but I just was looking at my dad's cum. I felt so weird and like I became a whole different person. Like I felt like I accessed a new way to feel pleasure or something.

I'm not a kinky person. I enjoy vanilla sex. I like missionary, I like riding the guy, and I like giving and receiving head. I've never had elaborate fantasies. The extent of my fantasy is a guy I like sleeping with me. This whole thing is a whole lot of weird and the reason I came here... to find out if I'm fucking weird...

That felt good type out. I dont know.

Visited my daughter (f18) during her spring break before she went back to college this past weekend. My wife and I (38/37) had a hotel room and we gave her one to herself but connecting doors. First night, after dinner, I heard her what I can only assume was her getting off. The next morning, I found her dildo in her bag when I was looking around her room.

Later, my wife and daughter had a conversation when they thought I was sleeping in the next room and she showed my wife some nudes that she had taken for some guys she was chatting with. My wife commented on them as a "cool mom" would, giving her feedback, talking about her new piecings (boobs) etc.

So Sunday came around, and my wife and daughter went shopping, and my daughter forgot her phone. I had a hell of a time, but I got it unlocked and got to see the photos my girl. As I always knew, she is hot, and I managed to install aidroid and make it invisible, so I've been monitoring my daughters phone since.

I have never been more drained in my life.

I have to admit its with a bit of shame that I write this as I have pedo fantasies. It happened after a family gathering when I was 20 years old. one of my autns was covering one of my cousins with a towel so she could change. She must have been 9 at the time. Then she must have lost her grip and dropped the towel and my cousin was naked. I remember turning over as she screamed and seeing her perfect lil body naked and dripping water. At first I would avoid thinking about it but one night I couldnt stop dreaming about it and actually came in my sleep. After that I would masturbate while looking at family photos and I even managed to steal one of her panties. Im ashamed to admit that I would cum harder and would last longer while I thought about her than with any woman. Today I am married and have a daughter of my own. I would never hurt her as I love her like a father would a daughter however sometimes i do wonder if her naked body is like my cousins and I touch myself. I know this makes me a monster however its something I cannot control but the pleasure I feel from masturbating fantasizing about my daughter is a lot better than when I fuck my wife.

Ive met many people from here and most are as perverted as they seem....

My confession is. I want to meet a perverted lady who loves beastiality and other tabboos. Someone that wants to be a house wife and / or breesing mare for myself and the fam. She wouldnt have to work a day in her life... the catch? Im pretty good l9omijg so finding someone equally good looking is hard lol

I remember playing games with my daddy growing up, my favorites where always horsey and wiggly worm.

When we played horsey my daddy would lie down and I would mount him like he was my horse and I would hold on for dear life while he twisted his hips and bounced up and down trying to buck me. There were two versions of this game, one where I rode his back and one where I rode his front. I would get so excited when I got to ride on the front. It was always so fun to feel daddy growing while I was riding him. I would grab onto his cock like I was holding reins and he would only try harder. His bounces had more of a steady motion to them and he’d always make these silly faces.

Wiggly worm was a game we only ever played in private, after bath time. He would lay me down and tickle every inch of me. Giving me what he called the wiggles, sometimes he would sit me in his lap and tickle me until he started getting the wiggles himself. Then he would lay me on my tummy and massage my legs until he could get more lotion for my back.

I miss playing games with my daddy.