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Hotjobs: Enter the "Signing Bonus" Sweepstakes http://hotjobs.sweepstakes.yahoo.com/signingbonus <1st attachment, "Happy Families are (Not) All Alike 14 of 57.txt" begin> Hey, this is my story, so don't steal it! Repost elsewhere if you want, but leave it intact (including the email address at the end). Enjoy! Kisses, quivering_fleshNOSPAM@yahoo.com ________________________________________________________ "Happy Families are (Not) All Alike" 14 of 57 (MFgg pedo incest best cons) Date: Mon, 10 Jan 19** From: Gwen Subject: Yesterday To: Vaughn Good Morning Vaughn, I woke up this morning & something was different. I was happy! I have not been happy in the morning for a long time. Thank you for yesterday. You are my angel, I know you are. I came to the computer and checked my present just to make sure it was not a dream. It was there! I looked at it for a long time and then kissed it on the screen. Have you ever done that? Rachel told me she would let me see a picture of your cock today if I wanted. The funny thing is I told her I wanted to see it, and I do. Because it is yours. I know about Rachel and Putney, and am happy for her. I kissed him once, but then felt guilty. Could I do what Rachel is doing? I don't know. Maybe I could now. Maybe it would be good for me. I don't know. Rachel and I are so different yet you like us both. So does mom. I like that. I hope you always do. Do you think I could be your daughter? Your Friend, "Gwen" Date: Mon, 10 Jan 19** From: Vaughn To: Gwen Good morning my dear, I'm so pleased that you are happier now...and yes I've done the same as you on the screen!...isn't that funny?...and as far as putney goes, you should only do what you want and what you enjoy...you don't need me to tell you you shouldn't do something just because other people do it or because they want you too...every body needs to be happy in her own way...kisses and all my love, dear, your Vaughn Date: Mon, 10 Jan 19** From: Gwen To: Vaughn Vaughn: I think I am at a point where I am starting to feel better about myself. It did not start this week or last week, but the past few days seem to have made the most difference. I have always wanted to protect mom, because I think she has been hurt enough. For the past two or three years I have dreamed of licking moms pussy, but never imagined I would, or could ever do it. About six months ago I started noticing Rachel. I had been angry because I had to share a room. Most of my friends have their own room, but I had to share. Then I noticed a change in Rachel and suddenly I was glad we were in the same room. I noticed everything she did. Noticed her pussy, her little butt, the way she looked at Putney's little red tip when she thought I was not paying attention. I had never licked a pussy. When I licked Rachel I do not think I could have anybody better for that wonderful first time. Rachel is so innocent, and I do not think she ever feels guilty about anything for over ten seconds. When we kissed Putney I know she would have gone further if I had. I was the one to feel guilty not Rachel. (Well not for more than 10 sec.) When we licked each other I could not have stopped. I remember all of that night. We both had orgasms, we learned as we licked, we whispered to each other, telling each other where her tongue felt the best. Rachel said I made a lot of noise when I had my orgasms. I do not remember. My world seemed to end the next morning when mom knocked on the door. I knew i had to made up a story, do anything to keep her from knowing what I had done. She sat on the edge of my bed and I broke down completely. Mom took me in her arms and I was like a baby I needed those arms so. I blurted out everything, could not stop myself, and mom's arms hugged me all the more. She didn't push me aside in disgust, she loved me. She told me I had done nothing wrong, that what Rachel and I had done was beautiful, and that making love was wonderful, and it did not matter that Rachel was my sister. Love is like that isn't it Vaughn? Love is not sex, love is not being forced to such a cock, love is just love. I know now that Rachel sucks Putney's cock. She does that because she wants to. No one told her she had to. Rachel told me she wanted me to watch her suck Putney if I wanted. I do want to watch her. I want to see her joy, and that joy will help me heal. Will I suck, or even lick Putney? Yes I will, if I want to. Rachel loves the pictures of your cock. I can tell when she tells me about it. Her eyes change and her voice grows more excited. You were so nice to send those pictures to Rachel and mom. Mom needs them as much as Rachel. She sees my father's cock, but there is no love or joy in that cock. Mom knows that. I can see things in her eyes. You have treated me like someone you like. You have shown you respect me by sending me pictures and letting me into your site. I can look at cocks without being harmed, I love to look at pussies and dream. My point is, I am mature enough, and Rachel is curious enough to look at and enjoy the same pictures you look at and enjoy. Thank you for knowing this. Thank you for being my angel. Love...Gwen I just knew you had kissed that pussy! We are so the same! Date: Mon, 10 Jan 19** From: Vaughn To: Gwen My dear Gwen: I cannot tell you how much you have been on my mind today. I have been both sad, knowing the awful things that happened to you and the nightmare you had to live through, and which in one way or another is still with you and my never go away completely, and at the same time happy, knowing that I have been able to make a difference, and knowing that you feel better. Your mom told me how when she came home yesterday you were smiling and joyful like you haven't been for a long time...that one remark of her's made me feel like crying, thinking that it has been so long since you have been happy...I know that one conversation, even many conversations, cannot change everything overnight, but i really hope this is a beginning for you...your confidence and trust in me, which is so amazing after the way you have been betrayed, is so precious to me, as is your wonderful note telling me what has been happening in your life with rachel and putney and your mom...I treasure that trust you have, and swear I will never break it...you were taught a poisoned lesson about love and sex by you know who, and it would be perfectly natural and understandable if you rejected both, but your note to me saying that in rachel and your mom you have found the truth about love and sex shows how strong you are...true love is so rare, and takes so many different forms...sometimes it is licking a sister's pussy, and sometimes it is a father just holding his daughter and respecting her and not doing anything else, and sometimes it is a mother accepting and welcoming who her daughter is and loving her all the more for that...the sweetest words in your note were, "I will, if I want to," and also the words you implied "I won't, if I don't want to." I hope you never, never, ever have to do things you don't want, and that you get all the things you want...I am your friend, and if there is anyway I can help you stop those things you don't want, and to do those things you do, just ask me...kisses dear, and a hug...I am yours, always, Vaughn Date: Mon, 10 Jan 19** From: Sandra Subject: Miss you! To: Vaughn Dearest Vaughn, I sometimes wonder if Gwen isn't right about you. She calls you her angel, and I have to admit she may be right. I am so glad you were not upset when I bought up you with Rachel. Perhaps it was only a fantasy, and will always stay that way, but I still wished you lived next door :-) Gwen is almost a different person, and I mean that as a very positive. Sometimes I think she is more mature than her mother! (ME!) Sleeping with Rachel has been so good for both of them. She knows her sister is sucking Putney and is very supportive. Of course Rachel has offered to let Gwen watch her suck. Gwen said she would as long as she saved ' down there' for her. I thought of what you said last night, and feel there is little chance of Rachel having vaginal sex with Putney while her big sister is licking her pussy. :-) Please do not work too hard. We need you! *****kiss*** Love and more, Sandra Date: Mon, 10 Jan 19** From: Vaughn To: Sandra Hi dear...no i was not upset at all when you talked about me and rachel...and in just a couple of conversations in chat and a few emails, i feel as if gwen and i have really connected too...she is such a darling young woman, so different from rachel...it is hard for me to decide whom i love more...actually, i'd have to say i'm in love with all three of you, and everyone to the same degree!...i have to be honest and say that the thought that the four of us would make a very happy household has crossed my mind more than once, but that would be so selfish of me!...anyway dearest, it is late and i will go now...the three of you have been very much on my mind today, and i have felt so peaceful and contented knowing that i've found three wonderful new friends...all my love dear to you and the girls, vaughn Date: Tue, 11 Jan 19** From: Sandra Subject: Good Morning Our Angel To: Vaughn My Dearest Vaughn, I looked in the inbox and there were 3 letters. I saw one was for me and my heart actually seemed to jump. I knew then that these e-mails have set me free. I can talk to you, tell you what is in my heart, and know you care for me (and the girls) and respect me. I am starting to realize my married life may not be that wonderful after all. You told me that we all have our fantasies, and my 'perfect' marriage may be one of them. Last night my husband came home and I could not help but notice the glow went out of the house. I have noticed this before, but this time I could see the girls attitude change, especially Gwen's. I guess I would never admit this, but having the freedom to talk to you has changed me. We had sex, he wanted it, and usually I do also, but this time I wanted him to love me, not the other way around. He asked about the girl's panties; you remember I had told you their smell had become part of out sex play, when I realized I did not want him to smell the girls. I do not know why, but I did not. I was holding his cock and asked him to promise never to have sex with our daughters. His reaction was not what I had expected, his cock went limp in my hand and I swear he was afraid. He asked me why I had asked him that; did anybody say anything? have I ever done anything like that? That type of reaction. Needless to say our sex night was over. I am still puzzled and very glad he did not smell our daughters. Just being a woman I guess. You said in your letter that the 4 of us would make a very happy household. Rather you realize it or not, we already do! Your letters, your pictures, the chats, the advice, all these have made you a part of this family Vaughn. Last night, before their father came home, the girls were with you, or more precisely your cock, as Rachel had agreed to show her prized 'present' to Gwen. I walked in because Rachel and Gwen were squealing (as only teens can do!) with delight, and immediately reconized your cock on the screen. I do not know why, but at that moment I was overwhelmed with happiness. The three of us were sitting or standing in front of the computer, united by the wonderful cock of a man we not not even known a few weeks before. I will not tell you any of the remarks, but they were all complimentary. Vaughn, the girls have traded your pictures back and forth, Gwen's pussy, Rachel's dog cock, all done with more joy than I have ever remembered. Yes, you already are a part of this family! The girls will be so thrilled to see your e-mails. I know you will tell me it is not a problem, but do not overwork yourself. The girls and I need you. Love and more, much more, Sandra Date: Tue, 11 Jan 19** From: Rachel Subject: Re: For Rachel and Gwen (open together!) To: Vaughn hi! wow!..this is so great!.mom left a little stick note on our door to check our email and right away i knew there must be an email from you. i went to the computer but it said for gwen and me so i had to back to the bedroom and switch our computer on cause gwen was still asleep and she had to see this email and i couldnt open it without her. we opened it together and it was so beautiful! 2 sisters in love! that is so true! do you know something? the more we lick each others pussy that the better it gets. like we tell each other what feels the best and i think i am really getting good. and i know that gwen is. i love licling and being licked and i dont know what is best! guess what? we have started doing some thing. it is called 69. do you know what that is? well if you dont it is when guen and i lick each other at the same time. dont you think that is so neat? it is!. i showed gwen the pictures of your cock. do you mind? they are my favorite and now gwen likes them too. mom always liked them. gwen showed me a picture of that big juicy pussy and even kissed it on the screen. she said that you kissed it the same so i kissed it to so now all of us have kissed that pussy. isnt that great? i showed gwen how i sucked putneys cock. i did a really good job because gwen was watching and after she gave he a big kiss and told me it was wonderful. i even still had some of putneys stuff in my mouth but she didnt even mind that at all. remember i said something about putney? well gwen said that that place was for her not putney so you will not have to worry about that. i mean putney still can lick but that is all. antway i suck putney enough so i dont think he needs that. do you? well i better get ready for school. i think about you and sandra and gwen all day in school but can still do my work. i try to finish all the work i can in school so i can suck and everything when i am home. i will tell you one thing though. i am not as big up there as the girls in the picture! hehe. but maybe someday..your true love rachel Date: Tue, 11 Jan 19** From: Gwen Subject: kiss To: Vaughn Vaughn, It is late and Rachel was on the computer so will write you when I get home from school. I just loved the 'present' I can just see myself looking at these when I am about a hundred years old. One thing for sure. When I look at them I will remember you and smile. I think that Rachel and I are getting good at licking pussy. Maybe now, when you introduce me to your lesbian friends I will not embarrass you if they ask me to lick them. Your letter was so wonderful! I want to read it again and again, and then reply. Rachel told me yesterday, "You're singing, you never sing!" and it was true. Love to my first angel---Gwen Date: Tue, 11 Jan 19** From: Vaughn To: Rachel Hi my dear..i'm so glad you liked the picture...i have no idea whether you or gwen look anything like the girls in the picture, though probably not since they are both older than you and gwen...i just love that pic, and the passion and love between the two girls...and do not worry about your breasts dear, please!...you are young, and just starting to develop, and anyway believe me size does not matter...in fact myself i prefer smaller breasts on a girl, ones that fit nicely in my hand...like the ones on those ancient greek statues...and yes, i do know about "69"...very clever of them to call it that, don't you think! lol...and i think you and gwen are right to not let putney inside you down you know where...maybe when you are older, and have already had the right guy make love to you and introduce you to the joys of making love that way..until then, that is just for gwen and you...and putney will now miss that at all, particularly since i think he gets attention from both you and Sandra -- and now maybe Gwen!...all my love, dearest Rachel...kisses, vaughn Date: Tue, 11 Jan 19** From: Sandra Subject: A thank you note/do not answer To: Vaughn Dearest Vaughn, I can always tell when Gwen or Rachel receive a letter from you as they positively sparkle! Gwen did not wish to share your letter to her, and I respect that, but she and Rachel were more than willing to share the 'present.' I have no idea how you do it, but you always manage to touch my daughters so deeply. Vaughn they both respect you so much and when you send the most perfect, the most perfect picture I know you truly love them. They do love each other and you make that love so pure. Rachel was worried that you might think her breasts were as developed as the woman in the picture. I told her you did not, but that you picked someone who she would look like in the future. When Rachel went to school I do not think her feet touched the ground. Love and so much more, Sandra Date: Tue, 11 Jan 19** From: gwen Subject: a letter To: Vaughn Vaughn: I have read and reread your letter and one thing you wrote is just so true. You talked about love and said, "sometimes it is a father just holding his daughter and respecting her and not doing anything else." You have been that father. I hope you do not misunderstand what I will try to tell you. You said you were sad because knowing the terrible things I had gone through, and the nightmare I had to live through. What I am going to say is very important to me and I pray you will understand me. When I first started with my father I was nine years old. I remembered that he was a man I adored even though he was sometimes distant. I remember that he could not find work, and my mom had to get a job. My parents argued which made me feel guilty, even though I now know it had nothing to do with me. One morning, after my mom had left for work my father called me into his bedroom. Vaughn, this is important, at this time I wanted to be with my father so much, I needed to be with him. When we started having sex, I didn't know it was sex then, but I did have an idea, I WANTED TO DO ANYTHING HE WANTED! My father was not cruel, he was, if anything, tender. He never hurt me, when I began to suck him he always worried that I would suck too much, you see I was doing everything for my daddy, and I loved my daddy. I became a good sucker. My father would warn me when he was about to have an orgasm and I would stop sucking and he would masturbate until he came. I remember the first time. I has stopped sucking and his hand went to his cock and started pumping it up and down up and down. He was holding me with his other arm and it grew tighter and tighter, his hand on his cock went faster and faster and I thought he would crush me with his other arm. I remember the white flying from his cock. I had never seen anything like that, and I LOVED IT! Semen flew everywhere, even some on me though most of it landed on his chest and stomach. He never asked me, but when he relaxed his hold I rushed to the bathroom for tissue and helped him clean up his semen. Three hours later we were sitting in the living room and I leaned over and asked him if we could do 'that' again. He said no, I don't know why, maybe because my poor mom was due home. Later I began catching his semen in my mouth. I was so proud. I remember I was. At this time I was loving my 'daddy' I was doing everything that my mother should be doing but would not. I was daddy's girl! It was about a year later, maybe less, maybe more, that my father became intersted in my ass. I still loved him and he had me in his bed more and more. He knew what to do. At first he never tried to put his cock there. First a finger. he used something and it didn't hurt at all. Then two, and I urged him on. telling him it didn't hurt, telling him he could try another finger if he wanted. I did that Vaughn. I wanted my father to do what he did. I remember the tube he bought in one day. It was in a black tube and called anal-eze. Funny that i should know that now, but I do. At first he still used his fingers. He had a mirror and used it to show me how big my asshole was. After that we began 'fucking' that is the only word for what we did. I wanted him to! I loved him in me as much as I loved him. We 'fucked' until I was twelve. I don't remember when I changed, but I did. I saw how tired my mom was, how hard she worked, and told my father I didn't think we should do this anymore. If he had stopped then I do not think I would hate him like I do now. He didn't stop. He told me that if I didn't want to do it he would have to use my sister. My sister! My sister never. I would tell my mother. He told me if I did he would tell her I was the one who started the whole thing. I was so young! I thought mom would blame me. I didn't know what to do, so I let him do me for another year. From then on I hated what we did. when I was twelve I wrote a letter. I showed it to him and said I had a copy (I didn't) and was going to sent it to the police. He was afraid. I saw that, so I told him if he touched my sister I would also tell the police. He was afraid and a coward. He never did, and now he is afraid of me! I have told you all this to tell you one thing. I loved his cock in my ass, I loved sucking him and his cum. He gave me orgasms. Everytime I think about this I feel so guilty. I still feel guilty, but know what we did was not my fault. He was my father. He was a bastard! I am getting over this. I do not blame myself. I did what I thought I had to do. I used to masturbate, and even if i didn't want to I would think of that cock in my ass, of that cock in my mouth, and after my orgasm I would have waves of guilt wash over me. I wanted you to know this about me. I have decided to suck Putney. Rachel sucked him and her joy was so intense that I want to try. I kissed her after and she still had the taste of dog semen. I do not want the experience of my father ruin something I way love. If I enjoy Putney I will continue, if I do not I will not continue. Licking Rachel, and knowing mom approved has freed me! Now I can have an orgasm with Rachel's tongue in my pussy, and never once think my father. She has saved me, mom has saved me, you have saved me. And I did a little bit saving myself. I like me! Thank you for caring...GWEN* You have given me a new name and I am that new person. Date: Tue, 11 Jan 19** From: Vaughn To: gwen Hello my love...I do understand...thank you for sharing so much with me...I think I do understand your feelings, and I'm so pleased to know that you are determined to undo the damage that was done for you...I just know in my heart you are growing into a warm, self-asssured young woman, ready to enjoy all tht life has to offer and to give and receive true love...the determination and intelligence and wisdom you have shown in dealing with all this have completely won my heart... I'm so glad you and Rachel enjoyed the little present I sent last night...the beauty of the pic for me is not that the girls are so pretty (they are!), but the passion and love they obviously feel for each other...that is what i find most sexy...two people enjoying themselves without shame or hesitation when they love and care for each other...take care, my dearest Gwen...kisses...I am yours, Vaughn (To be continued...) ___________________________________________________ You are free to repost this story, but only in it's entirety, including author's email address. COPYRIGHT 2004 QUIVERING_FLESHnospam@YAHOO.COM <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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