Family Fitness Night Ch. 06

by AsylumSeeker

story tags: gym, basement, stairs, music, greg, ken, linda, janice,
weights, treadmill

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http://www.literotica.com/s/family-fitness-night-ch-06

Father comforts daughter, finds out she wants him.

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Author's Note: I had intended this series to end at Ch. 3 but your
positive comments and feedback messages have convinced me this needs to
continue.

I will be submitting Ch. 6 and Ch. 7 at the same time so if you're
reading this, the next should be available within a few days if not
sooner. By the time you read this Ch. 8 and possibly Ch. 9 will be in
the submission process, with more to follow.

When I have explored the current characters, I've also developed a
realistic way of introducing more. Please keep voting and commenting!

Here's a synopsis of the series so far... In Ch. 1 Greg renovated the
basement into a home gym and tried to get the family working out
together. His plan faltered but his son and daughter really took to the
new gym, bringing them closer and sparking sexual tension. Their
feelings continued to grow in Ch. 2, finally culminating in their first
sexual coupling in Ch. 3.

In Ch. 4 the parents, at different times, find their adult kids engaged
in sex. Neither parent knows how to tell the other of the shocking
news. Yet what Linda saw starts to get her fantasizing of being with
her son sexually, and Greg also starts to fantasize about his daughter.
Turned on by their fantasies Linda and Greg enjoyed the hottest sex
they'd had in years.

In Ch. 5 Linda found it impossible to focus at work and left early. On
the way home she decided to seduce her son. When she arrived home Ken
was in the basement and she joined him. After asking him to teach her
how to lift weights the sparks flew and they engaged in rough sex.

And now for the next chapter...

*

Greg was distracted all morning and even into the early afternoon. He
spoke with his supervisor, who was compassionate and agreeable to his
early departure.

On the drive home he thought long and hard about what he'd seen in the
basement and what he was going to do about it. Even if both Ken and
Janice were adults and capable of making their own decisions, their
apparent mutual choice to engage in sex just wasn't right.

But Greg had always been easy-going and hated conflicts above all else.
The question was not so much what should he do, but rather what could
he do? And until he answered that Greg knew he'd have to continue
ignoring what he saw.

Yet pretending it hadn't happened was complicated by the fact that
Janice had caught him standing on the stairs. Not only had his daughter
seen him, she appeared to like him watching. And then what about the
kiss she blew that literally floored him?

And what about Linda; how could he possibly tell her all of this
shocking news? How would she take it? Family life had gotten very
confusing all of a sudden.

Greg was so mentally distracted he failed to notice Linda's car parked
in the driveway as he pulled up behind it, got out, and approached the
door.

Once inside the house he heard music drifting up from the basement and
his daughter, Janice, hovering near the basement door looking as if
she'd just seen a ghost. He grew concerned and advanced towards her.

"Sweetheart?" he asked in a concerned tone. "What is it?"

"I can't tell you!" she cried out as tears rolled down her cheeks.

His arms moved around her protectively. "Of course you can. You can
tell me anything."

"Not this," she sighed as the tears ended. "Oh Dad, I really can't!"

He grinned. "I know what you need."

Her curiosity was piqued as she dried the trails of salty wetness.
"What do I need?"

Greg steered her into the living room, sitting down in his recliner
while pulling her into his body. "I haven't held my precious daughter
for a while. I've missed this."

She hesitantly looked up. "Aren't I too old?"

His face smiled. "We're never too old. What's bothering you?"

Janice had to admit she enjoyed lying along his left side, her head
resting on his left shoulder. She felt so safe there, as if invincible.
Nothing bad could ever touch her when she was there, because it was a
safe spot that nothing dared to invade.

"I still can't say," Janice repeated as music continued to float up
from downstairs, witness to who-knew-what sexual couplings were playing
out between mother and son.

He turned his head toward her and pressed his lips to her forehead. It
wrinkled as he kissed her and she smiled warmly. He next kissed each
cheek and the tip of her nose as she cringed and softly giggled. Greg
couldn't be sure why his lips next kissed her innocent mouth, but they
did. Her mouth widened while enticing his tongue. The next thing Greg
knew he was tongue kissing with his daughter.

His right hand reached up and started rubbing her left upper arm,
squeezing and fondling in a loving way. She pulled back and her warm
eyes met his and softened, almost growing wet again.

"I love you so much, Daddy!" she anxiously exclaimed as her arms
tightened around his neck.

He grinned. "And I love you, baby. What's this all about?"

She gave him a sheepish, hesitant look. "Can we kiss again like that?
It makes everything seem better."

Greg wasn't sure why, but he wanted to. Her sweet, warm mouth tasted so
good. His lips softened into an agreeable smile.

"Sure we can, I'd love to," he confirmed.

She acted coy as he leaned towards her, mouth briefly teasing and
avoiding his before latching on. Once more their tongues entwined in a
heated embrace. They both moaned in excitement as their pulses
quickened.

Before long Greg realized that the back of his hand that was rubbing
her arm was also brushing against the side of her left breast. He
extended his fingers slightly, increasing the pressure of the contact.
Janice softly moaned into his mouth as she found the teasing fingers to
be quite arousing.

A chill shot up her spine that instantly swelled both of her nipples.
Janice shuddered in pleasure as wondrous tingling sensations rippled
through her loins. She could feel herself sexually awakening and her
desire was growing.

His cock was already getting stiff and bulging against the front of his
pants. The next thing Greg knew he felt a hand, her hand, sliding down
his chest. The fingers kept descending over his stomach, which
tightened with sexual tension, before settling on the top of his
crotch. As her palm lightly squeezed his crotch she felt him getting
larger.

He groaned and his body stiffened in pleasure as the wondrous delight
delivered by the pressure of her hand on the hardened head sent
tingling heat searing through him. Greg grew to full size and his stiff
shaft strained inside the smaller confines of his pants.

Filled with excitement his hand shifted down to the bottom of her
shirt, snuck underneath, and pushed up to the bare swell he'd been
touching. It had been so long since he'd savored such a naturally firm,
upright boob. He squeezed the perky swell as the tip of his index
finger made tiny circles around the dimpled areola and alternately
fondled the swollen nipple shaft.

Her mouth backed away, eyes returning to his. Greg's daughter looked so
very beautiful with a wide, radiant smile on her face showing how
incredibly happy she was to be in his arms.

"I've been dreaming about this lately," she confessed as an uncertain
expression formed on her face. "I was afraid you wouldn't want to with
me."

"Have these dreams been upsetting you?" he questioned, wondering if
they were linked to her earlier distress.

She giggled and briefly kissed his lips. "No, they're happy dreams, and
I wake up all wet down there and feeling all horny."

Greg was curious. "What happens in these dreams?"

She grinned, reddened with embarrassment, and lowered her head. His
right hand reached over and the tips of his fingers pressed against the
bottom of her chin, lifting it back up. He looked her directly into her
eyes and smiled warmly.

"You can tell me anything, sweetheart. I love you with all my heart.
Trust me, I'll understand," he reassured his cute daughter.

"Well, it changes a little each time. Sometimes we're in the car, or
sitting here watching TV, or other places. But we do things... sexual
things," she revealed, watching him carefully for any sign of a
negative reaction, but he only smiled at her and kissed her forehead in
a show of unconditional support.

With her confidence growing she continued her confession. "We kiss and
touch to start with. Sometimes that's all we do, like we're doing now.
And when I wake up I'm left with this feeling like I want to do so much
more with you, Daddy, but I'm so afraid you don't want me, not like
that."

Greg's cock swelled with excitement, aroused by the thought of her
wanting him sexually. "Is that it?"

Janice wrinkled her nose and finished. "The last few nights I've been
dreaming that you sneak into my bed at night. We're both naked, and we
go all the way." Her hand squeezed his bulge harder. "You push this
inside of me until we both cum, Daddy. But..."

Her head lowered.

"Janice, look at your father," he instructed in a firm tone.

She raised her eyes to his uncertainly. "Do you love me like that,
Daddy? Could you? I've been so afraid of what the answer will be."

Greg felt a great emotional conflict. He knew right from wrong, but how
could he say no to the daughter he loved when in his heart he wanted
nothing else?

"What if I said yes?" he asked.

Janice's eyes brightened but he still sensed her cautious tension.
"Really? Really Daddy? You're not just teasing me?"

He couldn't help but smile. "Really, sweetheart; I've been dreaming
that way about you lately."

Her mouth opened as a mixed expression of intense joy and amazed relief
formed on her face. She coiled both arms tightly around his neck and
kissed his lips hard, warm tongue thrusting deeply into his receptive
mouth. Greg removed his hand from under her shirt and cupped her soft
cheeks in both palms. After a few moments he broke the kiss.

"You've made me the happiest daughter in the whole, wide world! Can we
do it right now? I want to so badly, Daddy. Please say we can!"

Greg glanced in the direction of the kitchen where he could still hear
the stereo in the basement playing. He wasn't sure how much longer Ken
would be down there and didn't want to have anyone walk in on them at
an awkward moment.

Janice was growing increasingly impatient and urged, "Please, Daddy, I
really want to with you."

He returned his attention to the cute daughter in his arms. "I'll tell
you what, sweetheart. Go to your room, get undressed and into bed, and
pretend to be asleep. Then I'll be there in a few minutes and get into
bed with you."

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You're not going to trick me, are
you?"

Greg smiled and kissed her forehead. "No. Now get going."

Janice eagerly climbed off his lap and walked toward the hallway
leading to the back of the house. Greg's heart swelled with affection
while watching her slender, shapely body retreating. She stopped,
turned her head, and eyed him suspiciously once more.

"Go! I'll be there, I promise."

He walked into the kitchen and quietly closed the door to the basement.
He heard heavy grunting sounds mixed with rock music but thought
nothing of it. Greg stopped at the sink and filled up a cup with cool
water. While drinking, he wondered if he was doing the right thing by
Janice. She was his daughter, after all! But she wanted him just as
badly as he wanted her, so did that somehow make it right?

He struggled with his conflicting thoughts before realizing nearly
fifteen minutes had elapsed. He emptied the remaining water into the
sink and hurried to his daughter's bedroom.

The door was closed; he opened it and stepped inside before closing and
locking it. Her queen-sized bed was positioned at the center of the far
end, flanked by two nightstands and a dresser to the left. It was the
first bedroom suite he and Linda bought as newlyweds so many years ago,
which Janice recently inherited when Greg suggested they upgrade to a
king-sized suite.

He saw a lump under the covers and smiled to himself while undressing.
Janice looked lost in the large bed, but its size was going to be
appreciated once he joined her. Greg noticed his cock was still
partially erect as he advanced to the side of the mattress where she
was lying. When he lifted the covers he got a quick look at her lovely
body as she was resting on her left side facing him.

Her eyes were closed as if sleeping, but when an excited grin briefly
crossed her lips he knew better. His daughter looked like a princess
with her smooth, firm breasts and hard pink tips looking so tempting.
He gazed a little lower, enjoying the flat tummy and the sight of the
dark curls covering her pubic mound. Just that brief glimpse had him
swelling once more.

He sat down and climbed under the blankets before rolling onto his
right side facing her. She pretended to stretch her arms, yawned, and
then moved onto her back while sliding her legs far apart. Greg
correctly guessed that was his open invitation to ravage his gorgeous
girl.

"I have to be careful not to wake up this sleeping angel," he
whispered.

He watched her face while speaking the words and once more she smiled.
He tugged the blankets down far enough to expose her firm mounds. Greg
had never touched or seen them before that day, and never realized how
truly beautiful his daughter was.

"Wow, they're adorable," he told Janice, knowing she could hear him. "I
have to squeeze these."

His left hand reached across and cupped his daughter's right swell. The
warm, silky-soft skin felt wondrous as his fingers compressed around
the perky boob. He captured the swollen pink tip between the webbing of
his thumb and index finger, feeling it anxiously pulsating with
youthful enthusiasm.

His hunger for her flesh continued to grow the larger Greg's cock
became. It was soon resting along the width of her flat belly,
throbbing with every beat of his racing heart.

He kissed a cheek before leaving a moist trail down the near side of
her neck. Janice was trembling as a soft moan escaped her succulent
lips. Greg shifted his body lower and surrounded her left breast with
tender oral caresses.

His daughter's pulse and breathing quickened, her lovely chest
noticeably rising and falling. He gazed at the nipple up close while
flicking his tongue over the smooth mound, smiling as the pink shaft
tightened with excitement.

"Oh Daddy, it's even better than in my dreams," she weakly whispered.

He was grinning with delight as his stiff erection, now lying across
her upper left thigh, pulsated with eager anticipation. The
reddish-purple head had even started seeping with a drop of milky cum.
After a few moments his mouth moved in on the enlarged tip and he drew
it between his hungry lips.

Janice gasped when she felt the wet heat of his embrace. Her body
stiffened and she cried out as tingling warmth filled her loins with
desire. Greg could smell the unmistakable feminine scent of a woman who
was ready to be sexually enjoyed.

"Feels good," she told him as her hands began caressing his chest and
shoulders.

He looked up. "Wait until you feel what I'm about to do to you next."

Having said that, Greg nearly disappeared under the covers and settled
within the V of his daughter's trembling legs.

It looked funny to see him down there and Janice emitted a brief
giggle. But that was quickly replaced by gasps of pleasure when his
fingers separated the outer lips and his skillful lips and tongue began
to probe the juicy, warm slit.

Her body began shaking like a leaf in a high wind. Her legs rose,
pushing the blankets up, and her hands instinctively reached down and
surrounded the back of his head. Those lithe hips started thrusting,
grinding her juicy cunt against his wondrous face. Intense tingling
sensations filled her loins with incredible delight.

Her mind focused on her daddy's tongue as it licked her slick valley
from bottom to top before sucking on the swollen clit; whenever he did
that Janice gasped and clenched hard, barely able to stand the
overwhelming pleasure created by his actions. Her pussy was really
leaking with tangy nectar and Greg eagerly lapped at the delicious
nectar.

Janice was red-faced and breathing hard. Tiny droplets of perspiration
had already begun forming along her brow. Janice's hands pulled,
drawing his face even harder upon her sex as she anxiously rammed her
cunt onto his flicking tongue.

"Oh Daddy... Daddy..." she groaned aloud.

Just when she thought it couldn't possibly get any better Greg pushed
first one, and then two fingers into the tight canal. She felt the tiny
opening stretching wide with a slight stinging pain and then hardness
filled the void, pushing deeper. They began pumping motions, sliding in
knuckle-deep before pulling back, fucking her center with the
juice-soaked digits.

And then it happened; she felt an orgasm building. Janice removed her
hands from around his head, extending them out to her sides. Her
fingers grasped handfuls of the blanket and gripped it with tight
fists. The sweat on her face rolled down the smooth skin and soaked
into her mane of silky hair.

Greg sensed she was getting close. His fingers thrust deeply into her
as his flicking tongue concentrated on the clit. His lips, cheeks, and
chin were glazed with the tangy wetness flowing from her moving pussy,
and the smell of her feminine arousal filled his nostrils. Greg's heart
was full of love for his adult baby-girl and he wanted so much to bring
her the joy she rightfully deserved.

"Yes, Daddy! Oh!" she cried out as an orgasm claimed her.

Janice's sweaty form clenched hard as powerful, exhilarating tingling
sensations surged through her lower belly. Her pussy tightened around
Greg's plunging fingers; her slit flooded with essence and dripped from
the vibrating folds. It was hard keeping his lips around his daughter's
clit as her hips wildly shifted and her body convulsed, but Greg hung
on as best he could throughout her climax.

At the end her stiff body went limp and she released a heavy breath in
a sigh. Greg's face was a glistening mess of feminine essence. He
licked his shiny lips and reveled in the tangy taste of his daughter's
juice. He continued licking and swallowing until the flow ceased.

Greg crawled out from under the blankets on hands and knees before
sitting back on his haunches. He gazed down at the beautiful, sweetly
smiling creature before him that had so blessed his life. Janice was
absolutely glowing, and her eyes were sparkling with joy and affection.

"That was great, Daddy," she whispered. "Stay right where you are."

She rose to her knees, moved forward slightly, and fell forward onto
her hands. Her face was at crotch-level as her eyes admired the
close-up view of his steel-hard, upright cock. She glanced up, grinned,
and then leaned forward, taking it into her mouth.

Greg's abdominal muscles tensed as he felt warm wetness surrounding the
sensitized head. Her front teeth gently bit down and her mouth trapped
only the smooth tip. She sucked hard while swirling her tongue all
around it. The salty flavor and musk smell of his oozing cum tantalized
her senses.

His cock strained and balls tingled in response to the erotic
stimulation. He interlaced the fingers of both hands around the back of
his daughter's head and made slight thrusting motions with his hips.
When Janice's teeth released their hold, more of his length penetrated
into the wondrous opening.

"Oh yeah, that makes Daddy feel so good," he moaned approvingly.

Janice's lips slid up and down half his length, coating it with saliva.
When the tingling pressure in his balls grew stronger, he placed his
hands on her shoulders, gently pushed her back, and pulled out.

"What's wrong?" she immediately questioned with a concern look on her
face.

"Nothing, your daddy just wants to try something different is all. Can
you get on your back and toss me those pillows?"

Family Fitness Night Ch. 06

by AsylumSeeker (UID 479657)

http://www.literotica.com/s/family-fitness-night-ch-06

Father comforts daughter, finds out she wants him.

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Realizing what he had in mind Janice scrambled for the pillows and
eagerly settled on her back, legs shamelessly parted. Greg pushed the
pillows under her buttocks, raising the height of her exposed sex. Her
back arched downward with the back of her head and shoulders resting on
the mattress.

He paused long enough to relish the sight of her ravishing nude form;
from her sweetly smiling face all the way down to the glistening pink
lips of her inviting pussy. Without further hesitation Greg pushed the
folds apart and pressed his cock to the tiny door of her canal.

He firmly held her hips and pushed forward, gently at first, and then
harder. His throbbing cock widened the opening. Janice was breathing
heavily while quietly whimpering as it always stung a little at the
start. When the muscle had stretched enough, the head penetrated.

"I never thought we'd be doing this, not in a million years," he
confessed.

He maintained the steady pressure as Janice wiggled her hips, slowly
inching him deeper. It felt so good to have her tight, hot, wet cunt
wrapped around him. The walls pulsated while squeezing his cock,
milking him. Greg began pumping back and forth, forcing her body to
take more of his length.

"Yes Daddy, you're so big and hard!" Janice moaned aloud.

Her hands cupped both jiggling breasts and squeezed hard. She loved the
way it felt when they were played with, even when she was the one doing
the playing. Two fingers of each hand pinched on the swollen tips until
both were aching in protest; that, along with her daddy's cock fucking
her juicy cunt, had Janice all wound up.

Greg soon discovered that Janice was a creamer just like her mom, which
aroused him even more. There was nothing better than experiencing the
sensations of feminine essence soaking his cock and splattering onto
his swaying balls. His loving daughter's tight, hot hole had Greg's
body quaking with delight.

He picked up the pace, slamming his crotch against hers with an audible
'squish-slap', 'squish-slap', 'squish-slap'...

Janice's writhing turned frantic. The tingling fire in her lower belly
flared, igniting a short fuse. Her muscles stiffened in orgasm,
punctuated by a single, sharp cry. "Daddy!"

His cock kept pounding into her cunt with the determined persistence of
a jackhammer. Janice clenched hard and shuddered as fingers of joyous
pleasure gripped her luscious loins. Her canal grasped at the hardness
filling it, sending jolts of delight down Greg's spine that tantalized
his aching balls. Her sweaty body wildly shook as the climax ran its
course, releasing a brief surge of wetness that engulfed him in
wonderful wet heat.

Greg withdrew his hard organ. It was dripping with her essence as the
tip leaked a significant amount of milky cum. He quickly moved to her
side and tempted her with his manhood. His daughter appeared puzzled as
to what his intentions were, but it quickly became apparent when he
held the back of her head in his left hand.

As the gooey head pressed against her lips and pushed into her mouth,
his right hand reached down between her legs and rubbed on the
throbbing clit, keeping her aroused. Janice was always eager to please
her daddy, and she willingly licked and sucked the mixture of wetness
from his cock. The tart-salt flavor was different than anything she'd
tasted before.

He let her suck on him for a few moments until the tingling pressure in
his balls began intensifying. Greg backed away as he fully intended to
cum in her pussy, not her mouth. After kneeling between her thighs once
more, Greg entered the juicy center of his daughter once more.

"Uh! Yes, Daddy!" she cried out as his full length slid all of the way
back inside.

There was something about being with Janice that was so much better
than his wife Linda. Maybe it was the thrilling rush of engaging in sex
with someone so young, absolutely beautiful, and inexperienced. Or
could it be that knowing it was his daughter that made the forbidden
act especially enjoyable?

His hips resumed the fast thrusts as he gripped her slender waist,
keeping her in position. Greg closed his eyes, enjoying the growing
sensations of delight. Janice was so tight and wet he could hardly
believe it. His balls began tingling in earnest as climax approached.
The cock-head turned even more sensitive in the final moments as his
semen began moving upward.

"Oh, yeah... That's so good..." he moaned in pleasure.

A second or two later his body tensed. His cock erupted, squirting out
a thick filament of cum into his daughter's center. He withdrew halfway
and pounded into her again, burrowing as deeply as he could reach while
ejaculating a second burst of cum. He thrust several more times,
grunting as his balls, until at last he was drained of all he had.

He remained within her for a few seconds, savoring the wondrous feel of
her cunt for as long as he could. As he softened her tight canal pushed
him out, and he lay down beside his sweet daughter. He worked an arm
under her shoulders and pulled her close.

Janice turned and looked into his eyes, basking in the after-glow of
sexual release. She scooted off the small mountain of pillows and
rested her lower body across her daddy's lap. Greg's mouth kissed hers,
the unlikely pair enjoying a slow, deep, wet kiss.

"I love you, sweetheart," he told her.

Janice's smiled widened as she hugged him. "I love you so much, Daddy."

Greg sensed the moment was right to speak with Janice about what he'd
seen her doing with Ken in the basement. He was particularly curious
about her motives for blowing him the kiss. A kiss was the last thing
he'd been expecting at that tremendously awkward time.

"We need to talk about what you've been doing with your older brother
in the basement," he started.

She exhaled and sank into him. "I knew this was coming. I'm surprised
you waited this long."

"I'm not good with talks," he admitted sheepishly. "And after what we
just did, I have no right to judge the relationship you have with your
brother Ken."

Her face brightened. "So I'm not in trouble?"

Greg hugged her hard. "No, of course not; but I do have a couple of
questions. First, when you saw me watching, why didn't you act shocked?
I mean all you did was smile up at me."

Janice reddened in embarrassment before answering. "Because I liked
that you were watching. It was like I was up on stage and you were
looking down from the balcony and the whole thing felt so special."

"And why the kiss?"

She kissed his face; "Because I wanted you to know that I love you,
Daddy."

He smiled and ruffled her hair. "Are there any other things I need to
know about you?"

"I love it when guys play with my breasts," she admitted. "It makes me
feel so good."

Armed with that knowledge, he moved his mouth to the nipple and sucked
on the erect tip for a moment. Janice moaned in approval.

"As much as I'd love to lay here with you for the rest of the day, your
daddy has to get up," he reluctantly announced before leaving his
daughter's welcoming bed.

"I'll always be here for you, Daddy," she reminded him while watching
him dress.

After dressing Greg walked to his bedroom. As he entered he heard the
master bedroom shower running. He opened the door and recognized the
familiar blurred shape of Linda's body through the clear glass doors.
He stood in front of the toilet and began peeing.

"Ken?" she called out.

Greg was puzzled. "It's your husband. Why would you think I was your
son?"

"Because you're never home this early," she quickly answered back.

"Want some company?" Greg offered, hoping that she'd turn him down.

"You're always welcome, but I'm almost done and need to get dinner
started."

"That's fine."

Greg caught his reflection in the mirror and he stopped. What would
Linda think if she found out that he'd had sex with their only
daughter?

Linda breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed when she watched Greg's
blurred figure disappear. That was a close one! What would Greg do if
he found out she'd had sex with their only son? She shuddered nervously
and desperately hoped that he'd never find out.

Story Tags: gym; basement; stairs; music; greg; ken; linda; janice;
weights; treadmill

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