Kathy Harris - Hot niece, hot daughter

"You'd better watch out. You're really turning me on, Dad, and if you're not careful, you'll have to fuck me and make me come!" the girl cried.

"Oh, no, heaven forbid!" the man said in mock horror, and they laughed again.

Barby sighed happily. She loved fooling around like that with her new dad.

"Honey, I want you to come to the master bedroom in a few minutes. I have something important to tell you… both Ruby and I have something important to tell you, I should say," he said earnestly, looking very serious suddenly.

"Both you and Mama Ruby want to talk to me, Dad?" Barby asked, using every opportunity she had to refer to her aunt and uncle as her mom and dad.

"Yes, honey, that's right. And, take that nightgown off, too. When you come to our room, we want you to be naked," em said, smiling at the girl, before he left the room and made his way back down the hall toward the master bedroom.

A few minutes later, Barby left her own room and walked naked out into the hallway. She knocked on the big, white door of the master bedroom and heard her Dad Bill calling out from inside.

"Come in, Barby!"

She went into the room and grinned when she saw that Dad Bill and Mama Ruby were lying on the big bed together, and that they were both naked.

She continued to smile at them. She remembered when her dad had asked her all those questions about whether she would like to make it with another female and a guy, and she guessed that that was what this was all about.

"Hi Mama Ruby. Hi Dad Bill," she said softly, moving into the room.

"Come here and sit on the bed, honey. We have something very important to tell you," Bill said, patting the bed next to him.

The young girl sat down on the edge of the bed and looked expectantly at the couple, thinking how beautiful and sexy they both looked, all naked like that.

"Honey, brace yourself. Because what we're about to tell you will come as a big shock to you. In fact, you might not even believe us at first," Ruby said warmly, her eyes shining with concern as she reached out and gripped the girl's hand, holding it in her own.

"What-what is it?" Barby asked fearfully, beginning to tremble.

"Don't worry, it's nothing bad," Bill said reaching out and clutching one of the girl's big tits and giving it a loving squeeze. "In fact, we both hope that what we have to say will make you very, very happy."

"You see, dear," Ruby began, taking a deep breath, "Bill and I think it's really very sweet the way you like to call us Mama Ruby and Dad Bill, as if we're your very own parents."

"Well, that's howl feel, as if you're my very own, real mom and dad," the girl cried.

"Yes, dear we know, and that makes us very happy because that's how we feel about you, too, and what we have to tell you," Ruby went on, "is that Bill and I are your real parents."

"What?" Barby gasped.

"It's true, honey," Bill put in, "Ruby and I are your real mother and father."

"But-but I don't understand!" the teenager sputtered, feeling dizzied by the words she had just heard, the words which could turn her world around but which she was afraid to believe. "What about my parents?"

"You mean Diane and Clay," Ruby said softly. "You've always thought of them as your mother and father, Barby, and you've always been told that Bill and I are your uncle and aunt. But it's really the other way around. Diane and Clay are your aunt and uncle. Mark is your cousin."

"That's right, Barby. And Ruby and I are your mother and father… your very own, real mother and father," Bill said, knowing that the girl would have to hear this startling news at least several times before she would be able to take it all in.

"Then Rosie…" Barby began haltingly.

"Yes, Rosie's your big sister," Ruby said, smiling softly.

"My God!" Barby cried, her head reeling from all that she was hearing.

"You look kind of pale, honey. I think you could use a little brandy," Ruby said, nodding to her husband who immediately got up from the bed and crossed the room to the wet bar where he poured a glass half full of the strong brandy.

He returned to the bed, sitting down next to Barby again. He held the glass out to the young girl who gratefully accepted it. She quickly downed the liquid and Ruby and Bill looked at each other, lifting their eyebrows.

"Thanks. I feel a little better now. You-you're really my own mother and father?" Barby asked incredulously, the color returning to her cheeks now.

"Yes, darling, it's true. And we can even show you your birth certificate if it will help," Ruby said.

"That's right. After all, Barby, we can't blame you if you don't completely believe us just yet. We expected that," Bill said.

"Oh, no, I believe you! Are you kidding? I've been waiting all my life to hear something great like this! I'm not about to question it! Besides, it explains so much," Barby said, looking sadly down at the floor.

"What do you mean? What does it explain?" Ruby asked, beginning to stroke the girl's thighs while Bill squeezed Barby's tits again.

"Well, it explains why I've never felt close to Mom and Dad, uh, I mean, why I've never felt close to Diane and Clay!" Barby said with a little giggle. "And it explains why I've always felt very, very close to you two. And to Rosie, too. I've always felt like she was more of a big sister to me. Oh, Rosie! Does she know about this?"

"No, darling," Ruby answered softly, "we decided years ago that your father and I would keep it a secret until you were old enough and mature enough to handle the truth. And only after we told you would we tell your sister."

"Right. We plan to tell Rosie tomorrow," Bill said.

"Wow!" Barby said, laughing. "Just think… it was plenty exciting, getting it on with Rosie before when I thought she was just my cousin, and now that I know we're really sisters… wow! I can hardly wait to eat her out!"

"That's the spirit!" Bill said and they all laughed.

"And, honey, all the times you and I made it together, I knew you were my very own real daughter, even though you thought I was just your aunt. Just think how much more thrilling it was for me!" Ruby cried, her pussy drooling with desire as she gazed at the girl's naked body.

"Hey, that's right, Mama Ruby, uh, I mean, Mom! The next time you and I get it on, it'll be as real mother and daughter… for both of us," Barby said, laughing excitedly.

"And how about us? No more 'Dad Bill', honey. I'm your real dad, and that should turn you on just a bit more the next time we fuck!" Bill said, rolling his daughter's nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

"A bit? Are you kidding? It'll turn me on like nothing else ever could!" Barby said, her eyes shinning with excitement as she raised her face for her dad's first kiss… their first kiss as father and daughter, or at least their first kiss since Barby knew it was her very own dad she was kissing.

"But… I don't get it," the teenager said as they broke their kiss and she felt her parents pushing her down onto the bed, their hands running all over her naked flesh.

"What don't you get, darling?" Ruby asked absently as she fastened her lips about one of the girl's taut nipples.

"Why have I lived with, you know, with Diane and Clay all these years as if they were my real parents? Why has there been this secret all these years? And why haven't I been able to live with you, my real parents? After all, I've always loved you two best!" Barby's questions tumbled out quickly as she realized all the things she didn't know about her own life.

"You'll have all those questions answered in time, honey," Bill murmured, stroking his daughters wet cunt with both hands.

"Right. But for now, you have two choices," Ruby said, releasing her daughter's tit with a moist popping sound. "We can either sit here and answer all of your questions. Or we three can have ourselves a real fun fuck fest and answer your questions later!"