My "wife" Lindy is 21 years old. Most of my co-workers figure I'm lucky to have a hottie wife 17 years my junior.

The truth of the matter is that she's my niece and daughter. And wife.

When I was 16 my sister Kelli (three eyars my senior) was having a problem with her brand-new husband. She ended up coming home, crying and drunk. Mom and Dad were at a revival so I was stuck listening to her incoherent boozed-up crying. Eventually she was just crying and I held her. As she relaxed she began making out with me. Fuck it, I was 16 and she wasn't bad looking. She was a nasty thing, no foreplay, she just wanted it in her puss right then and there. She rode off my virginity and I shot my load in her, and she pulled me to her old bedroom. We had two more good fucks before she fell alseep, and I did her again while she was out. When Mom and Dad returned that night she was nicely tucked in and all evidence was gone.

Kelli was still crying the next morning, and she told me to forget what happened. I responded by kissing her and she kissed back. She stayed another week and we managed to get busy a couple of times a day right under our parents' noses. When they went to church on Wednesday Saturday and Sunday we fucked a lot more.

Sadly Kelli reconciled with her shithole husband. But when she got pregnant, she told me privately that she found she was pregnant first then had sex with her husband then told him she was pregnant. My sister had my kid inside her.

We'd manage a get-together once a week or so, right up through Lindy's birth. Lindy needed some minor surgery on her foot when she was born, but that terrified Kelli and my sister's pussy was closed to me. Her asshole husband left two years later with all their money, the insurance payout from arson on their house, and the cash from a huge loan in her name that she didn't know about (he was an insurance salesman, we should have seen that coming). After that, Kelli needed comforting, her legs opened for me again, and we got a regular once-or-twice a month-and-holidays thing going on.

Lindy grew up to be a beauty. Kelli tried to be stern and she was a bit of a skinflint, and I was the uncle who gave her hugs and presents. Lindy loved the attention and she grew to be a bit of a flirt.

When Lindy was 10, she and Kelli got into a bit of a argument over thong underwear - Lindy wanted them while Kelli wasn't about to pay for "butt floss" for a girl her age. So Lindy came to me and put her arms around my neck and asked please pretty please with a little kiss for each word. So what the hell, I got her several sets of lacy thong undies.

And what she does is give me a fashion show, wearing nothing but a midriff-bearing top and her new thongs. I had to admit her ass looked lovely. That admission made her show it off more, wiggling it and twerking. I ignored my stiffness and pretended that she was joking.

Then she reached back and inserted her finger into her ass and began working it in and out. My brain began to shut down and I mindlessly asked, "You do that often?" And she said, "Lots. But a cucumber feels better."

My brain went away and I got on my knees and gave her a rimjob, then dropped my pants and did her ass leaning agauinst my couch. when I shot my load into her, I came to my senses and noticed that she was shuddering in orgasm just like mer mother. So I carried her to the bedroom and kissed her until she stopped. I was scared that she would react poorly, but her first words were, "That was better than I thought it'd be." She had planned out my seduction, and knew I was doing her mother because she had spied on us fucking a couple of times. I relaxed a bit and figured I couldn't get in less trouble, so Lindy got a few more lessons in sex before I took her home.

Kelli blew a gasket when Lindy blabbed about it almost as soon as we were in the door. Kelli had a bit of a hissy-fit about it, and it came out right in front of Lindy that I was her real father. Kelli also admitted that our father had popped her cherry when she was Lindy's age and had screwed her for the next few years ("bible camp" is family code for "fucking my daughter", apparently). Lindy thought that was great.

So Lindy and I were at it almost daily (with plenty of birth control) and Kelli and I kept our old schedule. Lindy tried to get her mom into a threesome, but Kelli had her limits. Lindy didn't and several of her school friends ended up in our bed over the next few years.

Eventually Kelli found a man, and Lindy was ready to graduate high school, so I took Lindy and moved to a new state, where everyone thinks she's my common-law wife. I was worried about pregnancy, but she wasn't so she had our son, who is free of any problems and plans for another next year.

Lindy's still a depraved little thing but doesn't do anything behind my bacy. We've had a few of our friends, including Lindy giving a few young boys "special tutoring".

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by Anonymous on Mar 26, 2018 at 10:48 PM

110% true story. Thank you for that.

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by Anonymous on Mar 27, 2018 at 10:19 AM

I'm thinking people that don't have to work for a living just fuck all the time and force everyone working to put in long hours and deeper in debt.

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