Marvin Winters - Incest With Daddy

The first thing I did was replace the ventilation cover. I could see my parents walk into my room and notice my spy hole. They'd kill me! But before I put the screws in I took one last look. They were still naked, smoking quietly, the bedclothes were on the floor, and they looked very pleased with themselves. But then a third person entered the picture. It was Evert! I couldn't believe my eyes. Didn't my mother care that he was seeing her in the nude? Evert carried a tray with coffee and a snack, which he set down next to the bed. He picked the bedclothes off the floor and made the bed with my parents in it, but he turned down the covers so that their genitals were exposed to his view again. I couldn't understand what was happening, He left the room but soon came back with Ma's "device.'' She hadn't told me what it was for, but the hot water bottle with the long hose often hung in the bathroom as if to dry. Evert hung the rubber bottle on a hook high on the wall, clipped the nozzle to its side so that the contents wouldn't run out, and fetched a large pan. When Ma lifted up for him he pushed the pan under her ass, took the nozzle in one hand and pinched the hose shut with the other, and bent over to insert the nozzle into her cunt.

"Thank you, Evert, that's very good," said Ma, as if he had just refilled the marmalade container. Fluid dripped out of her cunt now and Evert squeezed the bag occasionally to put more pressure on her. Dad, in the meantime, poured himself a cup of coffee and sipped at it absently. I couldn't watch any longer. My trembling fingers managed to get the screws back into place and I went back to bed hoping that sleep would claim me immediately. No such luck. My body felt as though it had been given an electric shock. It couldn't settle down. Just the thought of Evert inserting that nozzle with his strong black fingers, bending over my mother's nude loins, and Daddy sitting by and doing nothing… well, it affected me deeply, even if I didn't know which way. Evert and I were good friends but he had never been indiscrete with me, nor had he ever entered the bathroom or my room when I was in a state of undress. I had seen him taking a leak one time but that scene had been erased from my memory.

Or had it? I tried to dive into sleep to avoid the vivid picture of his thick black cock, the strong stream of piss coming out of it, and the impression his cock made on my whole body. There was so much else to think about! Why did I have to bother with Daddy's batman? But how could they let Evert into their bedroom like that? I couldn't understand it.

When it became clear that I wouldn't be able to get to sleep I got up and went downstairs for a snack. It was a warm evening so I had on only my nightie, a short, flimsy little thing that I'd had for years but hadn't grown with me. Daddy often teased me about it, saying that it covered less than it revealed. Ma, on the other hand, had suggested that since I was sixteen I should concern myself with modesty. "You've got things to hide now, my dear," she had said, "and those things seem to be getting bigger every day," But I liked my old nightie and nothing could make me part with it.

Still, when I found Evert sitting in the kitchen, I became acutely aware of how little the garment actually covered. I hadn't expected him to be there. Usually he was in his own room by this time. But perhaps the affair with my folks had disturbed him, too. He sat at the table and brooded over a cup of coffee. His uniform coat had been unbuttoned and his tie hung loose. As I entered the kitchen I felt myself blushing all over. I couldn't turn back now, even though I knew the lower parts of my buns were showing.

"Oh, Miss Renee," said Evert, snapping out of his mulling. "How you all doing, honey? What is you're looking for there?"

"I thought I'd nibble on a carrot or something," I said, and right away the blood flooded to my cheeks again. Evert nodded and stood up to take out a carrot from the fridge. He was a powerfully built man, tall, strong enough to snap me in half. He offered to heat some milk for me. "No, thanks." I sat at the table opposite him. "What's the matter, Evert, you look depressed."

"Do I? Yeah, well a man gets to thinking sometimes," He said. "But when you're a corporal in a general's house it don't pay to say too much about it, you understand."

"I guess so." It was strange to see him so moody. "You can talk about it with me if you want, though. I know how to keep a secret,"

"No, I'd better be hitting the sack," said Evert. He stood up again and stretched. Muscles rippled under his clothes, his barrel chest bulged for a moment, and his trousers stretched tautly over his lap to outline a cock the size of which defied my imagination. I saw it but I couldn't believe it. Then the stretch was over and his clothing hung too loose to give anything away. "See you in the morning, baby," he said.

"See you, Evert." He went into his small room with a bed and a wardrobe, a TV set and a bunch of magazines. That was Evert's life. I began to wonder what else he did. How did he feel about inserting that douche into my mother's pussy? Was that what had depressed him? I turned off the kitchen light but I didn't go back upstairs. The whole night was so strange! In all the years I had lived with my folks and Evert it had never occurred to me to spy on them, well, not to this extent Yet now I couldn't see enough of what they did with their privacy.

I closed the kitchen door and walked up the stairs, but as soon as I reached the head of the stairs I tiptoed back down and slipped out through the front door to walk around to the back of the house. Evert's window looked out over the lawn and the flowerbeds there. A slight breeze ruffled my nightie and caressed the gap between my upper thighs. I shivered and took a deep breath to steady my nerves. His light wasn't on but the blue glow of the television drew me closer. Evert was lying on his bed, his head propped up by a couple of pillows, and he was watching a late night talk show. That was all.

I was disappointed but stayed at the window just the same. In a way it was exciting to observe another human being who didn't know he was being observed. I watched as he drew on his cigarette and let the smoke rose from his slack lips, watched as he negligently scratched himself, watched closely as he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. What a torso that man had! The muscles rippled and ran with every movement^ and when he lay still again the thick ridges of his abdominal muscles remained intact. I could only see down to his waistband that was enough to make me break out into another sweat. The eerie light cast out by the TV accentuated his muscles, as well as the bulge in his pants. He scratched himself there while I was looking at it and I clutched at my pussy again. What was wrong with me?

Evert reached over to the ashtray and stubbed out his cigarette, then undid the buckle of his belt, got up, and stepped out of his pants. I ducked down under the window sill but kept peering over the edge at that big bulge in his briefs. He took them off, too, but he had his back to me as he did it. I waited until he reclined again, and moved to the far side of the window to get a look at it. Damn, his cock was big! It lay like a sleeping snake over his left thigh, draped there as if the snake had just swallowed a pig. But then it stirred. I looked at the TV and saw a sex symbol walking on camera to be interviewed. Apparently she met with Evert's approval because he took his cock in hand and began to rub it very slowly, massaging it until it stood fully erect. I gasped in a mixture of fear and awe. He was bigger than Daddy by an inch or two and he was much thicker. How could any woman take so much cock into her body? Evert would never be able to make love to a virgin like me. I had put my finger up there once and it had barely fitted!