Fucked up Adoption Pt. 1

A while ago i was sleeping with a recently widowed woman. It went on for a few years and she became pregnant by invitro from her late husband's sperm. She didn't tell me it wasn't mine until near the third trimester, and I left her for it. But there was another problem that pushed me even more.

This woman also has another daughter born before her husband died. Anyways this MILF without the L had an incestuous fetish. It started with small things like role-playing during sex; having her call me daddy, and me calling her my bad daughter. Then it slowly started getting worse. One night i was watching TV with her nursing her first born daughter when i noticed she was also fingering herself.

She wasn't trying to hide it at all and eventually convinced me to have sex with her while she nursed. You know how some woman use the bathroom to nurse without being stared at, she would go somewhere private because she liked to touch herself while nursing. This all happened begging in the first months and got worse from there. At first I would do stuff with her while nursing because she convinced me her daughter wouldn't remember. Then time wen't by and her daughter got older.

Her first daughter's first word was 'slut', and I knew exactly how she learned it. I had let things get so out of control that i was having sex with her in front of her daughter while she colored on the bed. Sometime's she would have a bad dream and come into our room, and be comforted by her mom while suckling on her breast (even though it didn't lactate anymore.) You already know how the mom gets when her tits are being sucked on. Eventually nursing on her mother wasn't enough after a nightmare and her daughter also needed to feel her mom's body being rocked back and forth (during sex.)

I knew it was wrong and tried to convince myself otherwise to the point of being in denial. It didn't stop there either, the mom thought it was important to "teach" her daughter about the love between a man and woman at an early age. I thought it was innocent until the daughter asked, "doesn't daddy love me too," then her mom told her, "He does sweety but he can't show that kind of love to you until your older." Her words gave me chills of disgust and perversion. The "teaching" went on from there.

Her mom would have her touch her (daughter touching mother) during sex to show her what parts to touch to feel good when she got older and was "ready." It's really akward having a daughter rub on her mother's clit while you have sex with her (mother), but your in the moment and morallity has a way of slipping away in passion. Teaching about love didn't stop at a womans body either. Lets just say i let her mother teach her how to use her hands and mouth.

Sometimes her mother wasn't the only thing she liked no nurse on, bad dream or not. Sometimes her mom would want to get warmed up by having her daughter do something to me or her while the other one watched. It would especially turn her on when i talked dirty to her & her daughter while it was happening. Eventually she was having her daughter practice on herself with her finger to be ready, and she almost was before i left.

Years past and i found she fell on hard times having to sell her house and take 2 jobs. I didn't find out at a chance meeting at a grocery store aisle either, it was at police station. When i went to the station my heart sank because i recognized her daughter, sitting with her younger sister all alone. I thought I had been busted for all the horrible things that happened, I felt so guilty about it and almost confessed on the spot.

It wasn't an arrest i was walking into but an adoption. Apparently their mom just died in a car crash coming home from work and I was the second guardian on their school's emergency contact list. I talked to the Child service (CS) agent for what felt like hours. At first i wasn't sure about adoption, but I thought about what they've been through psychologically and knew if I didn't adopt them they could end up with someone that would take advantage of them.

They had to stay with foster a parent that turned out to be a very elderly woman deaf as a tree with no other children, biological or adopted. It took three weeks to sort out paper work, but i visited them every chance i got. I really thought, no hoped, that nothing was remembered about the sex life i had with their mom. During the trial adoption phase when the CS agent visited me with the children the first time the eldest daughter gave me an unexpected hug after i opened the door and said, "I can't wait to do some coloring with you daddy."

The youngest one replied, "I want to color with daddy too!" I told the agent that i lived with their mom for awhile before we broke up before the youngest was born, and that their mom probably always referred to me as their dad. They both gave an enthusiastic "uh huh" and ran off to play hide and seek while i talked to the CS agent about possible drug use and other potential hazards. The questioning was almost over when the youngest ran up and proclaimed with enthusiasm, "I'm this much now daddy," holding up three fingers.

The agent told her that she should actually hold up all her fingers on one hand, she shook her head no saying it was too hard and liked 3 better. I told her to go play with her sister while trying to hide the knot in my throat. A week after that I officially adopted them, and the child service visits were over. To celebrate we ate happy meals from mcdonalds; i told them they could eat anywhere and they chose there. They were pretty tired when we got home, so we sat on the couch as i read them a bed time story.

Half way though the book i noticed the eldest daughter snickering and said, "that's not a girl toad." I realized 'The princess toad' was actually a book about a frog coming out, and it being ok to be different. I finished the book anyways, not wanting to instill intolerance on them, and watched the youngest one open and close her eyes in sleepiness. The oldest daughter whispered that her sister would fall asleep faster if i used a finger on her. I said no, but then the youngest said, "daddy please."

All the repression and denial came back, and I helped her get to sleep. I picked up the youngest and told the other she should go to bed too. After laying her down i went to my own room and found her in my bed under the sheets. "What are you doing here, you have your own bed." I told her. She said she was scared and wanted to sleep with me. I felt incredulous and reluctantly allowed her to stay.

I usually slept nude but i kept a pair of boxers on. She snuggled up to me after turning the lights off and i noticed she wasn't wearing any clothes by the way i could feel her skin against mine. "Where are your pajamas?" I asked. She nuzzled her face into my neck and shoulder, and said she felt hot. I didn't say anything else about it and started to drift off. Then i noticed her breathing heavily on my neck and that she was touching herself.

I could tell because she was laying on her side facing me. As I opened my eyes she said, "daddy can you talk to me like you did when you were with me and mommy?" I said a lot of um's and i don't knows before finally talking to her that way. I tried to keep it as clean as possible but she kept asking for it dirtier and dirtier. Talking like that worked me up in ways i thought i couldn't get worked up in. It didn't take long for 'just talking' to change to us giving oral to each other at the same time, with me haunched over to lick on her sweet little peach fuzz mound.

I never thought a girl so young could have an orgasm. We fell asleep after and I woke up in disbelief; obviously the dream i thought i had was real. I laid there watching her sleep thinking about all the trouble i was getting into, and how to stop it. Then she woke up and asked, "what's for breakfast daddy?" I told her, "How about I make you two some nice pancakes, but first how about you suck on me a little." At that moment every last moral fiber in my being had snapped.

As she was going on me her younger sis came in and stomped her foot in a whine, "You said i could suck on daddy first!" almost crying. I said, "aw come here sweetheart," having the older one stop while i pulled her up on the bed. "She was just getting me ready for you, right," i said looking to the older one. She said yeah, and let her younger sister start on me. As i started to get into it she started talking dirty to me and her as her sister sucked on me. The things she said got to me fast, and i pulled out in time to cum on her younger sisters face.

She giggled and said it felt warm and smooshy. After cleaning her face up, I made breakfast and we talked. We talked about what happened, and they told me they knew they weren't supposed to talk about it. Then I started cleaning up and asked them if they had a xmas wish list yet. The youngest proclaimed without hesitation that she wanted some kind of barbie toy. The oldest looked to me and said, " I wan't you to wrap me in wrapping papper, and fuck me like your xmas slut... And a Wii." "I wan't a Wii too," the youngest whined.