Caught

Caught Cybering
By Puppy
Puppy2002@stories.com

Rating: NC-17 this is not for kids, okay.
Genre: Incest. Father/Daughter
Series: 1/? Chapter two coming soon – I promise!
Warning: Do not read if offended by subject matter or bad language.
Summary: A young woman of 18 is having sexual fantasies about her family; she thinks she is alone until she finds an incest chatroom. She becomes a regular and ends up with a large cyber family. Eventually, her dad catches her in the chatroom…read to find out what happens next.
Feedback: Constructive criticism welcome, flames are childish and as such will be ignored, it takes two to have a flamewar and since one of us has to be the adult it may as well be me.
Archiving: Put this story up anywhere you like, just let me know plz.
Author’s note: Yes, sex was on my mind when I wrote this. Btw. It’s written from the girl’s POV.
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Caught Cybering.
By Puppy

Hi, I’m Stacy, known online as Dreamer. I won’t tell you the end of the story now, or it will just ruin it, I’ll start at the beginning, as one should with any good story.

Well, six months back, I started having sexual fantasies. Not the half-baked type I used to have while I was growing up, but some real weird ones. It began with a dream I had, it was the most intense dream of my life. I dreamed that I was getting back from college, and that it was my birthday. Next thing I know, I’m naked and in this giant mud bath with my family. Okay, not to much weirdness up ‘til here, but I ended up having sex with my older brother, and my dad, and my uncle. Basically, when I woke up I just shrugged it off and told myself that it was just one big fucked up dream.

For a week, that was all there was to it. Then my boyfriend a.k.a jerk dumped me, asshole. So there I was, after having a rich and fruitful sex life for the past year, I was reduced to masturbating at night. Just what the doctor ordered. Yea right! It was like everything was just going wrong all at once, I had so much work to do at college, then that moron goes and does this on me. No fair! I was just so pissed off. Anyway, I was lying in bed this particular night, unable to get any sleep. I ended up masturbating, just to see if I could make myself tired enough to actually sleep at night. Well, it didn’t work; that damn fucking fucked up dream came back to me again. I mean seriously, what the hell was I thinking! There I was, lying in bed, with a dildo shoved up my pussy having an incest fantasy. It was one thing to dream about something like this, dreams don’t have to make sense. Even when dreams do make sense they convey a message in a very metaphorical way. But this was no dream this was a real live waking fantasy. I didn’t know what the hell to do, I mean I was shocked and to a certain degree horrified at myself. It’s like, how could I look any of them in the eye the next day.

I got pretty pissed off with myself over the next two weeks; I kept having these damn fantasies and always felt guilty afterwards. So, knowing that I couldn’t just go up to my folks and talk to them about it I decided to search for other people online. You know, I wanted a cyber buddy I could talk to about my fantasies and not get told that I needed help. One reason I didn’t tell my folks is ‘cos I didn’t want to wind up committed to some loony asylum. I’m sure a shrink could have a field day with this lot; I mean it’s pretty fucked up stuff isn’t it.

I just did a few searches on incest. Most search engines just came up with a load of free porn, links to pay sites and stuff like that. I did come up with one that linked to this chatroom. This was just what I needed, bingo! I figured I had to come up with an alias, and since it all started with some whacked up dream, I figured I’d call myself Dreamer.

I logged myself in and there was a bunch of people, a new field of potential friends. They asked me a bunch of questions, I asked them a bunch of questions, and they seemed friendly enough. Some of these people weren’t just dreamers either. Some of them actually had incest relationships. I was amazed, so many people either fantasizing about doing or actually doing something this taboo, not to mention illegal. It seemed there was just so much to this little community, and I felt an instant warmness to them. In a way us dreamers and doers were like a little family all on our own.

Over the next three months I made loads of friends, I even became a part of a cyber family. I forget how many cyber sibs I have, there’s so many. I had a couple of nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, a gran, a granddad, and a mom and dad. I mean wow! This was so cool! In all this place was great, except for this total dick calling himself ‘ManicSad’, I mean seriously, filling the screen full of emoticons is just lame.

One of my brothers, CoolGuyXX told me that he thinks I ought to tell my folks how I feel about them. I mean seriously, it’s one thing to have a bunch of wild fantasies and act them out in a safe environment like this chatroom. It’s quite another to go and do them in real life. I kept telling him that I didn’t think it was a wise course of action, but he kept telling me that I should go for it. I mean should I? I was uncertain at the time and like I said, I didn’t want to get thrown in a loony bin. But so many people agreed with him.

Time went on and things were cool, then one day I was having cyber-sex with CoolGuyXX and Gr8sis4U. I’d just had the most explosive orgasm when I turned round to get cleaned up and there was my dad with a cheesy grin stuck on his face. I just kinda yelled, “Dad? What the hell are you doing?”

“Could ask you the same question. What kind of chatroom is that anyway?” He tried to see the screen but I tried to block it. It was too late, he’d seen the bar saying ‘Incest Chat’, goddamn it.

“I see, and what is my little girl doing in a place like this?” He said in an almost joking tone.

“ I…” I…”

“I’m not annoyed at you, I just want to know why you’re in here.”

“I…” I couldn’t get the words out, so I was just stuttering.

“Sweetheart, I think somebody online is wanting to talk to you.”

I turned to the screen; Gr8sis4U was saying ‘Dreamer, U still here?’

I typed in ‘Yea sis, I’m here.’

‘Did ‘puter have another spaz?’

‘No, its just dad’s just caught me in here.’

‘Woa! Is he pissed or ok?’

‘Ok’ I replied.

‘Hey sis, cul8r then, I’ll send you an e-mai’ll ’ll let you spk 2 ur dad.’

‘Ty sis.’ I said, and watched my companion log off.

I had to log off now; I didn’t know what the hell to say. How embarrassing to be caught in an incest chatroom. I knew that right now embarrassment should be the last thing on my mind. I was almost dazed. It was like I was having a dream.

“Stacy, come on, why were you in there?”

I knew there was no point in lying. I suspected he knew the answer to his question anyway. ”I’ve been having fantasies about people and I just wanted to go into a safe environment so I wouldn’t do anything stupid.”

“By people I’m assuming you mean me and your brother.”

“More than just you two, its like mom and Lucy, then my aunts and uncles, even Gran and Granddad! I just didn’t know where to turn. I thought that if I told you all then I’d get locked up or something. So I joined a cyber family. I thought that by keeping it a private fantasy then it would be okay.”

“It’s okay to fantasize Stace, I have fantasies I don’t act out on all the time.”

“I bet they aren’t as fucked up as mine.”

“They’re exactly like yours. I just didn’t have the courage to seek others online.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously. I’m pleased you found that place. Do they all just fantasize or have some of them actually done it.”

“Most of them have actually done it.” I replied, “We seem to be separated into dreamers and doers.”

“Would you like to join the doers list?”

This was the bit that shocked me the most, “Are you making me an offer?”

“Yes, I suppose I am.”

I was amazed, and it was an offer I’d have been an idiot to turn down. To think that all this time, if I’d have said something to him, he would have welcomed me with open arms. I often thought just how sexy he was, he was only thirty-three anyway and a load of my fiends at college had told me that if he weren’t their friend’s dad they’d be chasing him. Mind you, if he hadn’t been my dad I would haone one chasing him long ago.

I made up my mind almost in an instant that I w tak take up his offer. I didn’t accept his offer in words; I just went up to him and kissed him. Ha! Now it was his turn to be surprised. He seemed to respond to me with equal enthusiasm. I was like totally lost in the moment, you know, like you are when you’re with someone new for the first time. This seemed so much like my original dream, minus the mud bath of course. I could feel his hands exploring my whole body, and it took me less than a minute to get naked, not that I had much on to begin with. His clothes were joining mine in a pile on the floor and suddenly it dawned on me that I’d not locked the door. So I locked it, god knows what mom would have said if she’d seen us both starkers and him with a hard-on that could be spotted parsecs away.

The naughtiness of it all was a terrific turn on. It was just so kinky. I’d been in this room with my ex-boyfriend just like this so many times, but never in my entire eighteen years of existence I feI felt so alive. I had always held the opinion that sex is not a thing that should be rushed, but I was willing to make an etiontion in this case. I wanted him inside me, like NOW. He just looked at me a bit weird and said, “You sure you want to, I mean, already?”

Well, what a dumbass question, I reached into my drawer and pulled out a condom. I didn’t exactly want to get knocked up on our first encounter now did I? I was going on autopilot, it was like I was allowing my impulses to completely take over, and six months with no sex was enough to drive anyone insane. I just pushed him down onto the bed and put the condom on. Then I sat on him, taking the entire length of his shaft inside me. At this point I felt a connection to him, very unlike the one I’d had with my boyfriend. To think that mom was probably doing this with him the night I was conceived. I knew without having to ask that he understood me, almost like a sixth sense, and I understood him. We rolled over putting him on top and then he began fucking me, god this felt good. I was actually doing what twenty minutes ago seemed like a distant fantasy. I felt a huge orgasm building up now, I felt almost as thought I was on fire. Then it came over me like a massive wave, I lost all control. I know it sounds like one of those bad clichés, but I saw stars that day. When I finally came back down to reality, he just looked at me. No words were needed now. We were bonded. We held each other close until we caught our breath.

He whispered, “I love you.” into my ear. It had been a terrific experience and one hell of a day.

“I love you too.” I replied, leaving him to pull out of me and get cleaned up. I knew that this would not simply be a off off kinky experiment. It was the start of a wonderful relationship; all that remained now was keeping it a secret from the others. d tod to tell my cyber family about this one…

*The end… for now*