#incestual

"Okay, girls," he said. "Action."

Robin and Dani lay down on the crumpled sheets, still giggling and blushing, but then Robin pushed Dani on her back and leaned to her chest, sucking her nipples. Dani sighed and buried her hands in Robin's hair. The mothers circled them, moving around and filming them from every angle. Greg and I just stood there and watched. My dick became hard again.

They changed places, Dani going down on Robin, her tongue swirling over her friend's clit. Robin's back arched, and a moan escaped her lips. She tangled her fingers in Dani's ponytail, guiding her movements. Their initial shyness was gone, replaced by an uninhibited need. I realized Robin wasn't acting. She had a genuine attraction to girls, and I was witnessing it for the first time.

"She's a natural," Greg whispered to me.

"So is your daughter," I replied, my eyes glued to the scene unfolding before me. "We were very lucky to find you."

"We were lucky to be found," he said.

After a few minutes of intense, passionate lovemaking, Dani moved up to straddle Robin's face, lowering her wet pussy onto her waiting lips. Robin's tongue darted out, eagerly lapping at her friend's slit. Dani's heavy breathing filled the room, her body writhing in a dance of pleasure. The cameras whirred, capturing every intimate detail.

The sight of these two young girls, our daughters, lost in their intimacy, was both touching and agonizingly arousing. So, when they separated and fell side by side, looking at each other's eyes and entwining their fingers, we did not hold on anymore.

I positioned myself above Dani. I saw this candid body and her orgasmic expressions in the videos so many times, and now I was going to taste the reality. She looked up at me with a bit of a frightened look, and it turned me on even more. I knelt and entered her. She was tight and so wet, and she gasped as I filled her. I could feel her walls clenching around me, her body trembling. I saw Greg repeating my move with Robin, and her putting her feet on his hips, as she liked to do with me. I started to thrust into Dani, and she moaned.

Jessie moved around us, filming the raw reality. Her breathing was heavy, and I could see the flush on her chest and neck. Marlee was also filming, but her free hand was between her legs, her fingers stroking her wet pussy as she watched her husband fuck another young girl while a stranger's cock filled her own daughter's vagina.

"You like it, Dani?" I asked, my voice husky.

She didn't answer. Instead, she grabbed my shoulders, pulling me closer.

The room was filled with the sounds of our bodies slapping together, the girls' soft moans and gasps, and the heavy breathing of the adults. The sight of Greg's cock disappearing into Robin's pussy was a powerful aphrodisiac.

Our daughters were already warmed up, so it did not take long for them to begin orgasming again. First, it was Robin. Her body went rigid, and she let out a strangled cry, her eyes rolling back. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, and then she relaxed, panting.

Dani watched her friend's release, and then her own orgasm hit her. Her body arched, her hips bucking against my thrusts. Her nails dug into my back, her body convulsing with a raw, primal pleasure. I was still far, so I just slowed down a bit to let her recover.

Jessie came closer, the camera aimed at Dani's face. Her eyes were half-closed, a dreamy expression on her lips. She slowly opened them, looking directly into the lens, and a small, sly smile appeared on her face.

"Okay," she whispered. "Your turn now, Daddy."

She was not talking to me.

Greg grinned at her, then nodded to me. "Let's have our turns, Stan!"

And we stopper holding up. We pounded the girls fast and hard, and they squealed under us. My climax rose fast, and my body tensed as I prepared to release. With one last, deep thrust, I emptied myself into Dani, grunting. Greg came a second later, filling Robin with his cum.

We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies tangled together. For a moment, no one spoke; the only sounds were our heavy breathing.

Then Robin giggled. "That was intense."

Dani giggled too. "Yeah. Your dad is a good fuck, Robin."

"So is yours," she replied. They kissed.

Marlee put the camera on the tripod and came over to us. She knelt on the bed and started licking the cum from her daughter's pussy, her tongue darting out, tasting the mixture of my semen and Dani's juices.

"I always clean her up after Greg," she said, glancing up at me.

Jessie looked at her and did the same to Robin. Our girl was a bit surprised, but she didn't protest. I could tell from her face that it was her new favorite thing.

We rested for a while, and then it was time for the second scene.

Dani and Robin took the cameras. We tied our wives' wrists up behind their backs, then laid them down on the bed in a 69 position with Jessie on top.

"Lick each other to orgasm!" Greg instructed. "Then we'll join in and give it to them in the ass."

The girls were filming, their breathing ragged. They were clearly as turned on as we were.

Our wives started to pleasure each other, their tongues exploring each other's most intimate places. Jessie's hips bucked as Marlee's tongue found her clit. Marlee moaned as Jessie's skilled tongue brought her to the edge.

The girls were circling them, changing angles and zooming in. I could see Dani's fingers on her own pussy, she was obviously aroused by the scene.

Jessie came first, her body shuddering with a powerful orgasm. Marlee followed close behind, squirting, her cries muffled by Jessie's pussy.

It was our turn. Greg and I lubed up our cocks. I took Marlee's hips and entered her ass, and Greg did the same to Jessie. We started to thrust, the room filled with the sounds of our bodies slapping together and our wives' muffled moans.

"Harder, Greg! harder!" Jessie cried out, her voice laced with pleasure. "Give it to me! I want to feel you in my guts!"

Marlee just moaned. I felt her anus throbbing around my cock. And, of course, our women did not stop licking each other. This added a whole new layer of stimulation to the scene. My own wife was eating out the woman I was fucking in the ass right before her eyes while my friend was fucking her. Wow.

Our daughters filmed it all. I saw Dani zoom in on her mother's face, her expression a mix of pain and pleasure. She then lowered the camera to film Jessie's ass being stretched by her father's cock.

Marlee came first, her body shaking with a powerful orgasm. Her screams were muffled by Jessie's pussy. Then, it was Jessie's turn. Her back arched, and she let out a long, drawn-out cry of pleasure. Her whole body shuddered.

At that moment, my own climax surged. My balls tightened, and a wave of pleasure washed over me as I spilled my seed deep into Marlee's ass. Greg came at the same time, filling Jessie with his cum.

***

After a while, we untied our wives and lay exhausted on the bed. The girls put the cameras down and joined us.

"I think we need some food and more wine," Jessie suggested.

We went to the kitchen. We ate and drank, talking about our experiences, making jokes about the filming.

"So, what do we do with the videos?" Dani asked.

"There's a way to cross-tag them," I said. "Let's upload the one with the girls to your channel, and another into ours, then they'll be visible at both." I looked at Greg. "Unless you want to keep them separate for some reason."

"No, that's a good idea. We'll link the channels as well. A collaborative production, so to speak. "Homemade Studios." He winked.

"Agree."

We shook hands.

We stayed overnight and filmed eight videos this weekend. As usual, all of them were full of raw passion and authentic emotion.

While we were drinking together the last time before leaving, Jessie and Marlee leaned toward each other. They whispered a brief discussion, then both nodded and turned to us.

"About this swapping thing," Marlee started. "We have an idea. What about swapping partners for a whole week? Dani and I will come to Stan, and Jessie and Robin will stay here."

Dani and Robin stopped chatting and turned to us, their eyes wide.

"Wow," Greg said after a pause. "So you want it a bit more intense?" He looked at me. "Are you up for it?"

"Why not?" I answered. "My wife had no issues sharing her husband with a friend. She won't mind sharing her daughter either." I grinned. "Right, Jessie? She just nodded and kissed me.

"And the girls?" Marlee asked. "Are you okay with living with another man for a week, being his toy, while your own father uses your best friend?"

Robin looked at Dani, then at me. She blushed, but then a mischievous smile formed on her lips. I saw in her face the same expression she had when she came up with the gangbang video idea. "If it's my Daddy's wish..." She paused. "I'm in. If Dani also agrees. Are you in, Dani?" She looked at her friend. "Just think what videos we'll make!" They both giggled.

Dani looked at her father. He nodded at her. She looked at Marlee and then at me. Her blush deepened, but she looked straight into my eyes. "Yes," she said quietly. "Yes, I agree."

***

So, unexpectedly, I took two new women home with me. They didn't bring much luggage, just a couple of dresses, their toothbrushes, and Dani's schoolbooks. After several hours of mutual embarrassment while we got accustomed to each other, the night came, and both the mother and daughter joined me in bed. After a few minutes of giggling, touching, and kissing, it happened. That was the best threesome of my life. Both Marlee and Dani were incredibly responsive. Marlee had an almost masochistic level of submissiveness. Dani was still a bit shy, but very willing to learn. She would blush with an embarrassed smile when I commanded something, and then would eagerly and enthusiastically obey, often adding a little bit of personal improvisation to my request.

How are my women there with Greg, I thought, falling asleep.

The following days were a dizzying whirlwind of exploration and pleasure. We quickly developed a routine. In the mornings, I would make them both cum once or twice before leaving for work, letting Marlee and Dani do their chores. In the evening, we had dinner together, and then it was time for more sex. It all felt intoxicating, like a honeymoon or a romance involving legalized resort adultery.

Another house, now with Jessie and my daughter as guests of Greg's, had a distinct vibe. There was a playful familiarity mixed with a raw, charged energy. Jessie, with her bold and sometimes dominant streak, was a striking contrast to Robin's more submissive yet increasingly adventurous spirit. Robin, for her part, seemed to blossom under Greg's attention; her initial shyness melted away, revealing her natural enthusiasm for being the center of his desire. While Dani submitted quietly, Robin literally begged to be used.

And we were filming everything. It became the whole series on our joint channel: "A Week with Our New Family." The viewers loved it. I was surprised at how quickly our subscriber count rose.

"The story is so hot," some of them wrote in the comments.

Some women wrote, "I want to be your plaything."

Others proposed, "Let's swap families!"

All of this gave us fresh ideas.

***

The next weekend, Greg's house was crowded. The third family, Dan and Lessie, joined us. They were amateur porn producers like us. They were all about our age; they just had a son instead of a daughter. Their son, Ron, inherited his father's large build. At fifteen, he was almost as big, just narrower in the shoulders. Lessie, their wife and mother, was short and slim; she looked almost our daughters' equal. This added an exciting element to their incest videos, with Dan and Ron taking turns having sex with her while she had orgasm after orgasm and begged for more. She was so flexible and petite that they could easily perform double penetration. They've had their own porn channel for over a year.

They learned about us from our videos and wanted to join "Homemade Studios." And we've received five more proposals from similar families.

Dan, a big, bearded, and friendly man, gave a wide, booming laugh.

"A family of three? With a daughter? Excellent! The channel, "A Week with Our New Family"? Genius! We just had to meet! We'd love to join the club!"

Lessie was giggling. "We want to play! A mother-daughter swap? Great! But we only have a son." She winked. "Ron is so good, you'll never regret!"

Their son appeared slightly awkward, but there was a gleam of excitement in his eyes. He looked at Robin and Dani with open interest. They blushed and exchanged mischievous glances in return. After a few minutes, they began teasing each other.

There was no delay in beginning our orgy. We gave up on scenarios and separate videos. There were just nine naked, aroused people and three cameras, which we passed to the nearest free hands. There were not enough beds in the house, so we moved to the soft carpet in the living room.

Lessie wanted me, and I took the opportunity to fuck a tiny, flexible woman for the first time in my life. Jessie got Dan; he obviously had some fun too, judging by the way she squealed. I saw Marlee being taken by Ron, and she looked like she was in heaven. Her smaller body was completely overpowered by his young, muscular frame. He fucked her hard, fast, and without any gentleness, and she begged him for more. At that moment, I saw her transform from a shy suburban housewife into a true pain slut. Her daughter would be so proud to see her.

Then, Ron switched to Robin, and she reacted in a very different way. She was less eager to be dominated. She wrestled with him, trying to get on top. Her slender body struggled against his muscular one. The room was filled with their heavy breathing and grunts of effort. Finally, Robin managed to pin him down. She rode him with a vengeance, her ponytail flying, her small breasts bouncing with each movement. Meanwhile, Greg took Jessie, and I took Dani, and so our sexual whirlwind continued.

In the end, we lay together on the carpet, a tangle of limbs and bodies. Everyone had tasted everyone. And we had three hours of footage from three different moving viewpoints. We agreed to post them unedited.

"How would we swap for next week?" Lessie asked. "We have four men and five women."

"Let's have the adults swap in a circle," Greg proposed. "As for our children, they could share Dani's room for a week; it is large enough. I'm sure the three teenagers will manage."

Everyone chuckled. Ron, Dani, and Robin could not contain their excitement.

"This is a nice idea," Jessie said. "It will do for a week. But five more families want to join, and I'm sure that's just the beginning."

"So, we'll have a huge swapping club soon," I added. "We'll need to find a bigger house."

"Or a commune," Lessie suggested.

"A sex commune!" Marlee's eyes lit up.

"Why not?" Dan laughed. "We have to think about it. Maybe we could synchronize our vacations and book a whole resort for a month. But for now, I could create a private website for us to schedule our weekly swaps. It would be easier. We'll be a distributed swingers club."

"Perfect!" Greg replied, smiling widely.

None of us had planned for this when we started making amateur videos, but it felt so natural and fitting. It was like it had always been meant to be. Our own little world.

***

The week with Lessie was a blast. She was a true acrobat, and she loved to experiment. We tried every position I'd ever seen, and some I hadn't. She could take my cock in her ass while hanging in my arms, head down and feet under my armpits. I could hold her in the air and fuck her while she did the splits, resting her toes on two tables. She taught me things I never thought possible.

Robin and Dani, on the other hand, had a great time together with Ron. My daughter, the porn starlet that she is, was happy to have a fresh male for the new week's videos. Ron was quite surprised to find two willing partners who liked to experiment as much as he did and were always eager to fuck one more time.

Jessie and Greg were growing so close that I felt stings of teasing jealousy. I already imagined how I would spank my wife, pull her hair, and make her beg me to fuck her harder when she returns to me.

And Marlee's feedback from the days and nights with Dan was pure "Oh!"

"He was like a force of nature!" she whispered to us when they came for a Saturday lunch. "He treated me like I weighed nothing. He threw me around the bed, my ankles behind my ears. I've never felt so helpless... and so aroused. I'm still sore."

I patted her back. "That's good. You deserve it."

She blushed.

***

Now, with eight families on board and twelve more in line, our little club was gaining momentum. Dan's website was working perfectly, allowing us to either pick our next partners or rely on random choices. One of our newcomers, a redhead exhibitionist woman named Nicole, turned out to be a journalist, and she has published several provocative articles on the homemade amateur porn making, incest swinging, and our distributed club in particular.

Then it really took off. Within a month, more than one hundred and fifty families from all over the country asked to join. We were flooded with emails and interview requests. God, we only wanted to have our exciting sex and publish videos of it!

But, as we once told Robin, who is now a rising porn star with a name and a reputation, there's no stopping down this road. None of us planned for this, yet here we are, at the forefront of a new sexual revolution that we didn't start. So let's ride the wave and see where it takes us.

"Dani!" she said. "I can't believe she's doing that! And she never even told her best friend! What the fuck!"

"The fuck, exactly!" I laughed. "I think she didn't know how to break it to you. Her parents didn't tell us either. We just stumbled on their video channel."

"It's kind of... wow," Robin murmured, her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red. She threw a glance at my half-erected dick.

"How to reveal to them that we know?" Jessie mused, teasing her nipple. "It would be too embarrassing if we just tell, I think. Maybe we publish our own videos and then 'accidentally' stumble upon theirs while talking with them? This will give a good ground to start the conversation... if it's needed." She grinned.

"Hmmm... And we could also use their video titles and tags!" Robin giggled. "It would be easy to occasionally stumble, then! But then we need to make at least one 'daddy-daughter' video soon! They will surely notice it!"

"A good point," Jessie agreed. "The title should be like Greg's, but with another name." She looked at me. "Let's be Stan's Homemade. And maybe the description should be 'A happy family of three exploring their desires'?"

"Sounds right," I said, taking a deep breath to calm down. Then I stood and stretched. "Alright. Let's get started. We'll shoot in the living room. You two will need to prepare the bed and the camera. I'll check the lighting."

***

The sight that greeted me after five minutes sent another jolt of raw lust through me. Jessie had taken charge. She sat on the edge of our bed, her legs spread, her expression a mix of excitement and a little bit of stage fright. She was tying Robin's wrists together with her silk scarf.

"We thought you could do her in a simple missionary for the first time," she said to me. "Just with her tied wrists resting above her head." She finished the knot and turned to me. "Okay, director. What's your next command?"

My eyes flickered between them. The camera angle looked okay. The lighting was good. I looked at my daughter's naked, tied-up body. She lay still, her breath coming in quick, shallow bursts, her eyes wide and fixed on my erection.

"Take the camera. Let's do it as they did, the whole video in one cut."

She obeyed.

I lowered myself above my daughter's body and kissed her. Not her cheek or forehead, as I've done thousands of times before, but her lips. It wasn't just a peck, either; it was a slow, deep, and very sensual kiss. She responded, her body trembling slightly. The tip of my cock touched her slit. She didn't need any preparation; she was incredibly wet already.

My body trembled from a cocktail of conflicting emotions. The intense primal lust to just fuck my own daughter warred with the lingering residue of paternal protectiveness. But Jessie was watching, her gaze encouraging, and the camera in her hands made it all real, undeniable.

"One question, Robin," I asked. "Are you still a virgin?"

She laughed. "No, Daddy! Not for a long time!"

Wow. How many more things do we still not know about our daughter, I wondered. But...

"It simplifies things," I said.

I slowly pushed in and began to move.

I saw Robin's face change as I pushed deeper into her. Her eyes widened, a soft gasp escaped her lips, and then a smile touched her face. Jessie moved around us, trying to capture every detail. I could feel her presence, her gaze, her intention to film every thrust, every moan. I held her tied up wrists above her head. She raised her legs and wrapped them around my hips.

Like Dani, Robin did not immediately start moaning. She just breathed hard, looking straight into my eyes. Then she let out a soft sigh as I quickened my pace, her hips rising to meet my thrusts. She wasn't faking anything; her pleasure was genuine, her reactions natural and unforced.

I could hear Jessie's breathing growing ragged as she filmed, her free hand straying down between her own legs. She wasn't just a passive observer. She was a participant, a co-conspirator. Her arousal fueled my own, creating a feedback loop of desire that was amplified by the camera's unblinking eye.

"Oh, Daddy..." Robin whispered.

I answered by picking up the rhythm. The wet sounds of our bodies coming together filled the room. She began to moan, her head rolling from side to side. Her body arched upwards, and she let out a loud cry.

Jessie zoomed in on her daughter's face, capturing the raw emotion as Robin came. Then she moved the camera lower, focusing on where I continued to thrust into her. As it was my third time this morning, it would take time for me to come, and I was going to take it all. I slowed down, catching my breath. Robin looked at me and smiled.

"Daddy..."

It was not a request to stop, it was an encouragement to continue. I picked up the pace again. I looked at Jessie and saw that her face was flushed with arousal. She zoomed out for a bit, capturing the whole scene: me, my daughter, both naked on the bed, all in the throes of pleasure. My body tensed as I drove myself deep within her. Robin gasped, and her body convulsed with another orgasm. My climax rose, and a powerful surge of pleasure ran through my body as I erupted deep inside my daughter.

My body collapsed onto hers, both of us panting heavily. Jessie filmed us for a few more seconds, then lowered the camera and put it on the tripod.

"That was... intense," she said, her voice husky. She lay down beside us and stroked Robin's hair. "You okay?"

"Mmm-hmm," Robin sighed contentedly.

I kissed Jessie and turned my attention back to Robin. Her face was flushed, her eyes half-closed, a serene smile on her lips. I untied her wrists, and she immediately wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me into a tight embrace, and began kissing me passionately.

"Daddy... Thank you, thank you... You are so good... Much better than those boys..." she giggled.

"Boys?" Jessie raised her eyebrow. "How many had you already had?"

"Ah, just four!" Robin waved it out. "My classmates. They were all clumsy and quick. Not like my Daddy..." She blushed but didn't lose her smile.

My imagination worked again: a line of clumsy, shy teenage boys waiting their turn to fuck my sweet daughter, and me in front of the line, to show them how to do it right. My erection was rising again.

Jessie saw it. She winked at me. "Stan! You amaze me! The fourth time? My turn, then?"

"Mmm... Yes! Yes!" Robin pushed herself on her elbows; her eyes lit up. "And I'll be filming!"

And she did, as I took her mother roughly in her ass, with her wrists tied to her ankles and her hair pulled. At the end, Jessie collapsed onto the bed, and Robin came to her, hugged her, and whispered something in her ear. I couldn't hear the words, but Jessie gave me a seductive look.

"Of course I will teach you everything!" Jessie said, kissing her daughter.

If I weren't so much spent, I would get hard again.

***

Creating the porn site profile and uploading our first two videos turned out to be extremely easy. Everything was made for enthusiasts without technical skills. Jessie and Robin insisted that I tag them as the models using their real names – just the first names, of course. Robin insisted that her video should be titled "First Time with My Daddy", while Jessie opted for "Anal for my Loving Husband".

In less than an hour, we were online. We spent the whole evening watching the view counters go up and reading the initial comments. Most of them were crude and full of admiration; many asked for more videos or for specific scenes. A few were skeptical, claiming that the whole "family" theme was a staged fake. We laughed at those, knowing the truth.

The view counter on Robin's video skyrocketed. No wonder, considering the model's age and the theme. And she was loving the attention. She kept giggling and pointing at the screen, reading the dirtiest comments out loud for us to hear.

"This one wants to see me with a dog," she said, feigning a horrified look.

"No," Jessie said firmly. "Not in our house! We're not getting a dog!"

We laughed.

Robin stretched. "I suppose, now I have your official permission to fuck boys. Right?" She looked at both of us. "So that I could have my own private porn channel, I mean. I'd want to film all my sex and share!"

Jessie laughed. "My kinky little daughter! Of course!"

"As for the kinks..." I intervened. "How about us banning clothes and embracing permanent home nudity?" Jessie giggled and gave me a look. "From now on, unless we have guests," I added.

"And maybe when we have some guests, too..." Jessie winked.

"Even better!" Robin chirped. "And I could... try... some spanking? I saw some of it on the site... The girls looked so excited..."

My mind flashed an image of Robin's naked buttocks reddening from my slaps while Jessie would be holding the camera. The weekend couldn't come soon enough.

***

The next two weeks turned into an ecstatic frenzy. Jessie and I took turns directing, and Robin was always an eager participant or camera operator. Our small house became a debauched studio. Our bed, the living room floor, and the kitchen table all served as sets for our growing porn collection. Initial nervousness gave way to unapologetic confidence. Maybe down the road, we'll switch to just weekends like Greg's family and leave our daily sex unfilmed. For now, though, we're trying to build our channel.

We started gaining subscribers, especially after Robin made two videos of her being gangbanged by her classmates. She did this all without our knowledge until she uploaded them. We were fascinated to watch six naked boys (right, why stop on just four...), laughing excitedly and slapping each other's backs, take turns filming and fucking our daughter. Unlike our deliberately realistic home videos, Robin acted as wildly as possible this time. She cried and screamed; she shook and convulsed; she thrashed on the bed while all her holes were being used. The boys finished quickly, but there were six of them, and with the boundless energy that comes with being a teenager, they managed to complete full four rounds with her. By the end, Robin was exhausted and covered in cum, but ecstatic. She posted the video under the title "My Holiday Present: Six of My Schoolmates."

"You are a natural-born porn star, Robin," Jessie commented as we watched.

Robin beamed proudly. "Really, Mom? Do you really think I can?" For a moment, she transformed back into her former anxious teenage self, seeking her parents' approval.

We exchanged glances. Our daughter, a porn star? But, honestly, it was only logical. There was no stopping down this road.

"Yes, honey," Jessie hugged her. "You have the looks, the drive, and the courage. You'd make a wonderful porn star."

***

It didn't take long for Greg to notice us. One day, we received a direct message from him: "What a nice family you have! Call me. Greg." Although I had been expecting it, my heart still raced when I dialed his number.

"Hey, Greg, you old rascal! We got your message."

He chuckled. "Stan. Stan's Homemade. Jessie. And little Robin! I was shocked, I must admit. A pleasant shock. When did you start?" he asked.

"About two weeks ago."

"Wow! That was fast! And you made a lot of videos!"

"What can I say? My family turned out to be quite... slutty," I laughed.

"In a good way. I checked your channel out, of course. You guys have great style. Very natural."

"So do you. That's what gave us the idea, honestly."

He laughed. "I figured as much. The whole school is talking about Robin's holiday gangbang video, you know. Her schoolmates are the most loyal group of subscribers now. I'm a bit envious. Dani was always too shy."

"Give her time," I said. "The girls are good at surprising their parents."

"Yeah. So," he said, a hint of hesitancy in his voice. "Maybe our families could meet? At our place."

The opportunity was handed to me on a silver platter. I already know what to propose:

"How about this coming weekend? We'll bring our camera. Do you have a rule about being nude at home, too?"

Greg was silent for a moment. Then he laughed, a deep, hearty laugh.

"Not for the entire week, no. But on weekends? Sure."

Perfect. "Then see you Saturday afternoon."

"I'm looking forward to it," Greg said.

***

On Saturday afternoon, a warm spring wind accompanied us to Greg's house.

Jessie took my arm.

"Do you think what I'm thinking?" she asked.

"If you're thinking about us swapping wives and daughters for today's videos, then yes."

She paused. I could tell she was aroused without looking. So was I; my erection pushed against my shorts like a steel rod.

"Dani will be surprised, too," she added.

"And then delighted."

"You think so?"

"I'm sure. She's been doing it with her dad for almost a year. Adding another cock is a small step."

"You're a true pervert," Jessie whispered. "And I love it. By the way, don't be too gentle with Dani. She's made for it no less than Robin."

"The same applies to Marlee."

My wife laughed. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't."

***

We were greeted at the door by a naked Greg, a look so well known to us from their videos. His dick was already half-erect. He gave a wide grin. We undressed as well, leaving our clothes in the large, empty closet he pointed to.

"Welcome," he said, his eyes roaming over our bodies. Jessie blushed a little, but stood tall.

Naked Marlee came out of the living room. Dani followed a moment later. She was blushing, her hair in a slightly more tidy ponytail. Robin jumped to her friend, and they hugged, laughing.

"Dani! How did you dare not to tell me!"

"I wanted to! I was so scared! But it's so good that we're in this together now!"

They disappeared down the hall, chattering like a normal pair of teenage girls.

"Let them be," Greg said, putting an arm around Jessie's waist. "We'll take it from here." He guided her to the kitchen. "Would you mind some sparkling wine before we begin?"

I smiled at him knowingly. "The wives and daughters swapping, I guess?"

"It's obvious, isn't it?"

I turned to Marlee. She smiled, a little shy but also with a flicker of excitement in her eyes. I took her hand and followed Greg. So this is how a swinger party starts. As simple as that.

We sat around the table with some cheese snacks, and Greg opened the bottle.

"Dani, Robin!" he shouted. "Who's for a glass of wine?"

With the light patter of bare feet, they did not keep us waiting. What teenager would turn down an opportunity to be treated as an adult? Marlee didn't protest either.

"So," I said after the toast. "What is the scenario?"

Greg nodded at me. I saw it in his videos before, but it was another experience to witness it with my own eyes. He put a finger over Marlee's lips.

"Hush now, Marlee. We don't need your words."

Marlee closed her eyes and nodded. Wow, she was much more into submission than Jessie was!

Then, Greg turned to us. "There isn't really a scenario, just some rough ideas. I'd let our daughters play lesbians for an orgasm or two, and then we'll join in and fuck them side by side. Our wives will be filming from both sides."

"Then we'll be getting into the picture," Jessie remarked.

Greg shrugged. "Since you'll be naked – and the viewers will know you're the girls' mothers – nobody will object."

"Right," Jessie smirked. "So we can show them how real sluts should be properly used."

He turned to her and kissed her neck. I stood behind Marlee and hugged her from behind, cupping her heavy breasts in my hands and rolling her hardening nipples with my fingers. She leaned her head back against my chest and let out a soft sigh.

"Stan," she whispered. "I've been wanting this..."

My cock throbbed against her lower back. "Not as much as I have. We'll do our scene after we finish with the daughters."

The girls finished their wine. They were giggling and whispering to each other.

"Girls, it's your turn now," Greg said, standing up. "The bed is ready for you."

I wasn't looking for anything special, so I lazily clicked through the suggested next videos. I wasn't really watching them, but rather building my arousal around the flow of naked bodies, poses, moans, moves, and dirty talk. Then, at some point, a video popped up and caught my attention, and I began to really watch.

It was a homemade amateur video – not a fake "homemade" one with super-sexy models and sterile room scenes, but a real, authentic one. The camera, operated by a third person, took basic shots. There were no cuts; the entire ten-minute video was shot in one take. A small pile of clothes was thrown in the corner of the crumpled bed. The tabletop by the bed was a mess of textbooks and notebooks, fast-food leftovers, socks, and a couple of plush toys. The large mirror, when it got into the picture, was quite smudged.

The actors were also totally natural. The young, blindfolded girl, maybe fourteen years old, with her chestnut wavy hair tied in a messy ponytail and a waistbelt fastened around her neck, was quite ordinary. No super-slim or muscular frame, no prominent breasts or waist, her figure revealed moderate fat and a lack of sports activity; yet, her youthful, healthy, and clean body radiated a certain charm. The slightly older guy (his face wasn't in the picture) wasn't anything special either. He was just a hairy dad body showing the first signs of a forming belly. His dick was impressive, though.

But what really won me over was the actors' sincerity. It was clearly not their first time – he was confidently fucking her anally from behind and pulling on the belt around her neck – but they weren't professionals, either. He wasn't pretending to be a stud or a cruel BDSM top. He slowed down from time to time. He slapped her ass and pulled the belt, but he wasn't causing her much pain. She flinched and kicked her legs when he thrust too hard. She coughed and slapped his... whatever she could reach when he choked her too much. She pulled up her constantly loosening ponytail when he slowed down.

There was absolutely no acting. No fake moans, exaggerated screams of pain, or whispers of "Daddy, Daddy, take me!" Not much dirty talk, either. They mostly just sighed deeply and said things like "Turn a bit," or "Ouch, Daddy, it hurts this way!" She moaned softly from time to time. When they finally climaxed, he merely grunted. She gasped, tensed, and trembled for a few seconds.

That is what totally sold me. The natural flow, the sincere desire to get pleasure, the awkwardness, and the realness. I didn't usually watch BDSM porn, and incest porn wasn't something appealing to me, but now my dick turned to stone. They weren't trying to be somebody else or follow any script; they just were themselves. A father and daughter exploring their desire. And a mother, filming them, presumably? Maybe the camera operator was the mother, and perhaps she had previously blindfolded her daughter? Or maybe the mother was on that bed too, on some break?

And one more thing. I could not pinpoint it, but I couldn't shake off an impression of something quite familiar. Maybe I saw some of their other videos some time ago?

Then I heard Jessie coming out of the shower, and bookmarked the video. I definitely wanted to explore it more. And now I had more pressing matters.

***

She entered the room naked, arranging her hair in a neat bun. I hugged her hot, steamy body, and we melded into a deep kiss. My dick pressed against her abdomen.

"Mmm!" She rubbed against it and moaned, "Come to the bed..."

On our halfway, an idea struck me. I picked up her long, thin belt from the shelf.

"How about me tying up your wrists?"

She glanced at me, surprised. As I said, we weren't into BDSM.

"Wow! What's got into you?"

"One steamy home porn video. I'll show you later."

She giggled. "It turned you on so much?"

"You bet it did!"

"I'm not against. But tie loosely. I need my hands."

"I'll be gentle... Maybe."

She slapped me playfully.

I pushed her onto the bed and guided her hands up and behind her head, where I tied them crosswise. Then, on an impulse, I threw a loose loop around her neck. Her eyes got big, and I could see a mix of fear and arousal in them.

"What are you up to?"

I smiled.

"It's just a way to keep you involved. Now it's in your best interest to keep your wrists where they are."

Her breath got shallow. "Stan..." she moaned. I felt her body tensing up beneath me, and guided my cock into her.

Usually, our sex is tender and sexual. This time, I did not hold up. I thrust forcefully. Our usual rhythm vanished, replaced by raw, hard thrusts, deep and powerful. Her moans changed to cries; she writhed beneath me. "Stan... Stan... Ooohhh..."

Her eyes grew glassy with a mix of shock and delight. A flush spread across her chest and neck. Her breathing came in ragged, shallow gasps. Then her back arched off the bed. Her hands slid from below her head, and the loop choked her. For a few seconds, she writhed, coughing, her face turning red, then she slumped onto the bed. I pulled her wrists back, and she gasped for air.

But I was not done yet. I grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand, squeezed it on my hard dick, then took her hips with both hands and nailed her ass. We do anal, so she's accustomed to it, but this time, I did not prepare her. She screamed as I entered, but she did not resist. She just let it happen, her body convulsing as I continued to thrust deep inside. Her back arched again, her body began to shake, her whole being surrendered to the intense sensations.

My climax rose, powerful and sudden, and I exploded within her, grunting. She gasped and shuddered with her own orgasm. When I pulled out of her, she lay motionless, her breasts rising and falling, her arms still tied behind her head.

We lay there in silence, just breathing. I untied the loop from her neck and her wrists.

"That was... insane." Her fingers fumbled with the belt. "I've never felt anything like that before."

I lay back, spent but satisfied, my hand caressing her breasts. "Did you like it?"

She touched her neck, then her wrists, a faint blush still visible on her skin. "I... think so. I've never felt this... this primal. So... raw and helpless." She smiled. "Why didn't we try it earlier..."

I kissed her. "Then we should start doing it."

"Mmm. Yes..." she murmured, "Definitely." She sighed with content. "Let's sleep. Good night, my love."

"Good night."

***

In the morning, when we were cuddling and kissing, Jessie rested her hand on my morning erection. I reached for her wet pussy. Yeah, let's pick up where we left off yesterday! She raised on her elbow and leaned to my crotch. Then she turned to me.

"I think..." She licked her lips. "Tie up my hands again."

I got so hard that it hurt. Wow! I did not know that would turn me on so much! I sat up and pulled her off the bed.

"Kneel."

She obediently knelt on the rug, and I grabbed the belt. This time, I tied her elbows together behind her back. I fastened the tie until her elbows touched. "Ow..." Jessie moaned softly. Her shoulders spread open, and her breasts poked forward. I couldn't resist squeezing them and pinching her hardened nipples. She moaned louder.

I stood before her and guided my hard cock to her lips. She parted them and began moving her head, taking it deeper and deeper, stopping to lick my glans. But it wasn't enough for me. I grabbed a fistful of her hair at the nape of her neck.

"Ngh!" She moaned when my dick slid deeper.

"Look at me!" I commanded. She looked up at me. Her pupils were dilated, her gaze hazy with desire. "I'm going to fuck your throat."

She made a soft, muffled sound of protest, a mix of fear and anticipation. I gripped her hair tighter, my knuckles white against her scalp. Then I pulled her head forward, my cock sliding deep into her mouth. She gagged, her throat convulsing around the head. I held her there for a moment, then pulled back just enough for her to gasp for air before thrusting again.

Her body tensed with each thrust, her bound hands fidgeting behind her back. She tried to pull away, but my grip on her hair kept her in place. I could feel the muscles in her throat contracting around me, the vibrations of her muffled cries sending waves of pleasure through my body.

"That's it," I grunted. "Take it all."

Tears streamed down her cheeks. Her muffled gasps intensified. I looked down and saw that she had spread her knees wide and was rocking her hips, rubbing her crotch against the rug. Her body shuddered, and I saw the rug below her darken with her juices trickling out. She was close.

"Yesss! You are my slut!"

And I began fucking her throat mercilessly. She convulsed, her body shaking, her muscles clenching, a muffled scream erupting from her throat as an intense orgasm washed over her. The sight sent me over the edge, and I exploded, filling her mouth and throat with my hot cum. She gagged, trying to swallow everything, some of it spilling from her lips and dripping down her chin.

As I pulled back, gasping for breath, she stayed on her knees, head down, her body trembling. She looked up at me, a wild, ecstatic glimmer in her eyes. A small, satisfied smile played on her lips as she licked the remaining cum from her chin. I untied her. She slumped to the floor, and I knelt beside her, holding her in my arms.

"Ooohhh..." she finally said. "It was even better than yesterday... Did you say it was the video? I have to see it."

***

We leaned toward the screen, and I started the video from the beginning. Jessie watched for a minute, then rubbed her hip against mine.

"Oh, they are good..." she said dreamily. "So sincere... Oh, and she has a ponytail..."

"He uses it as a handle."

"Oh my god," she whispered, leaning forward, completely captivated.

"And a belt around her neck."

Jessie gasped, and I saw goosebumps form on her arms. I was hard again, and she slowly started grinding against me. I penetrated her from behind, and her sighs and moans mixed with the girl in the video. We climaxed together. Then she kissed me.

"Honey," she said, her eyes shining. "It was fantastic! But..." she frowned, "I have that feeling that I saw them somewhere..."

"You too?"

"Yeah. And you?"

"So that's not a coincidence. Let's see if they have other videos."

They had. The porn site channel named "Greg's Homemade" contained about twenty videos. We scrolled through the thumbnails. They all followed the same distinctive homemade style, taken in the same two rooms, with a man's face hidden and the woman exposed. Half of the videos depicted the same ponytailed girl being taken in different poses, and the other half featured a woman. Her mother?

We clicked on a random video. The woman's wrists were tied together and pulled up to the hook in the ceiling. She stood almost only on the toes of her spread legs, facing the camera. The man, mostly hidden behind her, was holding her hips and fucking her from behind. She looked into the camera with hazed eyes, giving out short moans with each thrust.

She bore a clear resemblance to the girl. Maybe she really was her mother. And she had the same unpolished look of an ordinary woman in her thirties: a small tummy fold, somewhat sagging breasts, and slight cellulite on her thighs and hips. Her poorly tied hair constantly fell onto her face, and she kept blowing it out of her eyes. Again, her reactions were undeniably genuine: no faked screams, just quiet moans and short sighs until her legs shook as she came, her whole body trembling in the aftermath. Her knees gave out, and she hung onto her outstretched arms.

And we knew her. We exchanged shocked glances.

"Marlee!"

"Who would have thought! She's always so quiet, withdrawn, and modest..."

"Well, she's quiet enough on this video..."

We chuckled.

The puzzle came together. "Greg's Homemade." Greg and Marlee were friends of ours who lived nearby. We weren't very close, but we sometimes went out for picnics together. The girl in the first video was undoubtedly their daughter, Dani, a classmate and friend of our Robin.

A thought came to my mind. I scrolled through the thumbnails and looked at the dates. As I had guessed, they posted a video every weekend – a cozy schedule for a regular working family. And they started – I checked – last June. I remembered the birthday invitation. Right, the first weekend after Dani turned fourteen. So they gave her a present. Or to themselves? My imagination worked overtime. Did they blindfold her and bring her into the bedroom? Did she know what awaited her? Marlee was probably naked behind the camera, too, her heart pounding as she watched her husband fuck their daughter for the first time. Or was it only the first time on camera? How long did they prepare? Marlee would film them, occasionally moving around to get a better angle. Her body was tense with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

My cock stirred. Jessie must have noticed because she started grinding against me again. The thought of our innocent neighbor being a secret slut was intoxicating. But the idea of their whole family being into incest porn was something else entirely. We had discovered a new world that was equally dangerous and exciting, and I felt a primal urge to step into it. Not just to fantasize, but to act.

We clicked through the videos. Unlike acted porn, there were no fancy bed acrobatics; each video was made in one pose, some of the most common ones. Often, there was tying up, blindfolding, or light choking, but nothing more intense. Both Marlee and Dani had all their holes available. And Greg didn't spare them. I imagined Jessie tied up next to Marlee as Greg and I took turns fucking our wives. Then Robin was on her knees with Dani, and each of us with another's daughter... The possibilities sent a shiver down my spine.

My hands roamed over Jessie's body as we watched. I couldn't hold back any longer.

"I want to do it," I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire. "I want us to do this."

Jessie's breath hitched. "You mean... like them?"

"Yes. Like them. Do the amateur homemade porn."

She was silent for a long moment, her body tense, then she laughed and slapped me. "Stan, you tease! Just yesterday, I would say no! But after last night... and those videos... Well, this idea... makes me wet."

I smiled. "So it's a yes?"

She turned to me, her eyes shining, and we kissed. "Yes." Then she tensed up again. "Wait. Do you mean not just us two? And Robin, too?"

My dick made it clear what I was up to. There was no point in keeping it a secret. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and said, "Yes, Robin too. If Dani enjoys it, she'll probably enjoy it no less."

I expected anything. A burst of outrage, being called a dirty pervert, a threat of divorce... But when I dared to open my eyes, there was an amused look on Jessie's face.

"Well, I always thought you were a bit of a pervert," she said in a low, husky voice. I opened my eyes wide in surprise, and she giggled. "Okay, let's think about it." Her gaze softened. "She's fourteen, and she's masturbating to porn. She's ready."

"You caught her doing that, too?"

She chuckled. "It's hard not to. She does it every night."

My cock made a leap.

"And what about the... incest?" I asked, my heart pounding.

"She had some porn tabs open," Jessie whispered, her face flushed. "It wasn't pure vanilla..."

"Really?" I said, my mind racing.

"Yes," she confirmed with a sigh. "A lot of daddy-daughter incest porn, a bit of BDSM... Not hardcore, but she's definitely curious. Exactly what we need."

I didn't know what to say. I never realized our little girl had such a dark side – and such a convenient one.

"Who'll tell her?"

We heard a muffled sound and turned around. Robin stood in the doorway in her pajamas, all flushed, covering her mouth with her hands, and staring at us with wide eyes. Her eyes met ours, she giggled nervously, and ran past us to the restroom. I imagined what she had witnessed: her parents – naked and aroused – standing before the computer with the porn site open and discussing... what we were discussing.

"Oh..." Jessie looked at me. "How much did she hear, what do you think?"

"I have no idea."

"Probably everything," Jessie said. She looked at the restroom door. Then, a mischievous glint lit up her eyes.

"She's probably in there right now, masturbating to the thought."

My imagination took another leap.

"I'll... I'll talk to her," Jessie said decisively. "You go check on some breakfast." She turned to the computer and opened a browser tab with a video of Dani being taken anally. "There's no need to explain much. Either she'll agree or she won't."

***

I was making pancakes when Jessie and Robin came into the kitchen, both with mischievous grins on their faces... and both naked.

I laughed. "I take it as a yes!"

Then I looked at my daughter. The closest I came to seeing her naked was when she wore a bikini at the beach, and then I did my best not to stare at her developing body... Now, I could do it and not restrain myself. She was a bit of a late bloomer, a slimmer copy of Jessie's mature body. Still not fully developed, she already had nice handfuls of breasts, a cute curve of her waist and hips, and a small triangle of downy hair above her slit. I was her father, and still I got turned on.

She, on her part, glanced at my erection and blushed, but then her expression turned to a mix of apprehension and curiosity, her gaze drifting downwards to linger on my crotch.

"She's a bit shy," Jessie said with a giggle. "It's her very first time, after all."