Family History

I’m sitting on front steps of, what used to be, my fathers house. It’s where I grew up in what I thought was happy home. Today I’m not so sure. I’m waiting for Kasey, who apparently, is my half sister. I never knew she existed until a few days ago at my fathers funeral.

It was a small gathering, mostly old neighbors, people from church and some of my friends. He was seventy when he died suddenly from a heart attack. He passed before I could get to the hospital. Anyway, I was talking to an old neighbor when this stunning woman dressed in black comes in. She waits in the small line to express her sympathy. When she approaches me, I notice tears in her eyes, she hugs me and tells me how sorry she is for my loss. I thank her and ask how she knew my dad? She looks behind me at the remaining line and says I have other guests but I should find her later, when less people are around. I have to say that my interest was piqued and had trouble focusing the rest of the evening.

There was a quick service and afterwards everyone slowly said their goodbyes and headed for the parking lot. She was the last to leave and I walk over to her and ask if she can talk now. She asks me to meet her at a coffee place down the street. I tell her I don’t understand but she says I will. When I arrive I see her already seated in a booth in the back.

“Thanks for meeting me Dale. I didn’t mean for this to be all mysterious.”

I slide into the booth across from her. In the brighter light of the coffee shop I can tell she is even better looking than I first thought. Big beautiful eyes, blonde hair pulled back and plump lips begging to be kissed.

She clears her throat and I realize I must of been staring.

“Um...I’m sorry you look so familiar. Have we met?”

“I’m pretty sure we haven’t, unless you’ve spent time in Chicago.”

“So, what did you need to tell me in private?”

She reaches for her purse and pulls out a letter and hands it to me.

“This was given to me after my mother’s death. She passed a few years ago. You can read it and I’ll try and answer any questions I can.”

I unfold the letter: Kasey, first I want to tell you how much I love you.

“You can skip to the next page”

I flip the first page over and continue reading.

I Know life wasn’t easy growing up without a father but I think we did ok. I know I told your father died when you were young, but that’s not true.

I put down the paper and look at Kasey more intently.

“Keep reading please.”

Your real father is alive and lives in Dayton, Ohio. At least I think so. I should of told you this years ago but you seemed happy and he had a family of his own. Anyway. Here is his information. If you reach out maybe he can explain everything.

There in black and white is my address, I mean my dad’s. I look at Kasey and my head spins. I have so many questions.

“So what, you’re my half sister?” I ask incredulously.

She takes the letter from my hand. “You know as much as I do”

“Sorry for asking but how old are you?”

“I’m 33. Why do you ask?”

“My dad had to travel a lot when I was growing up. Mom said it was part of being a salesman. He went to Chicago, a lot. Would bring me back popcorn and Cubs t-shirts. Apparently, he had more than work there. Did you ever meet him?”

“I didn’t know it at the time but a man would come to our house sometimes and spend the weekend. Mom said it was my uncle Chuck. He would bring me presents when he came, and there was always something from him on my birthday and at Christmas. After dinner I would normally spend the weekend at my grandma’s. Then one day when I was 10, I found my mom crying in the kitchen. When I asked what was wrong she said she was just being silly, but Uncle Chuck wouldn’t be stopping by any more. He had a different job. So he wouldn’t be traveling anymore. She wiped her eyes and gave me a big hug. Told me not to worry, he wouldn’t forget me. Sure enough, on my Birthday and at Christmas there would always be something in the mail.

When I was ready for college, I was worried about money and my mom said it was already taken care of by Uncle Chuck. I wanted to write him a thank you note and she said she would mail it for me. That was the last time I heard anything about him.”

“That’s crazy. Once you got the letter did you ever reach out to him?”

“I wanted to. Desperately. But I didn’t know how he would react. By the time I worked up the courage, I saw the obit”

I reach across the table and grab her hands.

“Well, I think it was very brave to show up today. Listen, how long are you in town for? I’m going over to my Dad’s house tomorrow, and go through some of his things. Box stuff up for Goodwill and grab some phots and stuff I know I want to keep. Why don’t you come over? Maybe we will find something to answer some of our questions?”

“That sounds great. That’s very kind. I’ll extend my room at the hotel.”

“Perfect I’ll meet you at ten. I can’t believe I have a sister. Especially, one that looks like you! Sorry, that was very inappropriate.”

“Don’t worry. You’re not bad yourself. I see Uncle Chuck’s, I mean your dad in your eyes. Very kind.”

Now, I sit here on the steps wondering what else we might uncover inside the house. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that my dad cheated. More than cheated! He had a daughter I knew nothing about. I wonder if my mom knew? How could she not?

Just then an Uber pulls up and Kasey gets out. She its wearing tight jeans and a t-shirt that is tight across her chest. Her hair is in a ponytail. If it’s possible she is even more lovely without makeup. I stand up and I’m not sure if I should hug her or shake her hand. Based on the stirring in my pants I shake her hand awkwardly.

“Hey, right on time. You ready?”

“As ready as I ever will.” As we head uo the steps and I unlock the door, she puts her hand on my shoulder and stops me. “I’m really nervous” she takes a deep breath, stretching the fabric across her chest. “Ok, I’m ready.”

I open the door and let her go first. I tell myself it’s because I’m a gentleman, but the hard truth is I want to see her ass in those jeans. I’m not disappointed.

Let’s start in his study. He always kept it locked and I would imagine all kind of things he kept in here. I. Go through the key ring and try a few keys before finding the right one. I turn the. Key and push the door open. Nothing stands out. It looks like a normal study. Pictures on the walls, bookshelves and a walnut desk along one wall. Kasey walks around the room, examining the phots on the walls. Looking at happy family photos that she isn’t in. I walk over behind her and grab her shoulders.

“Hey, I’m sorry. This must be hard for you”

She turn and walks over to the desk. “It’s ok. My mom and I had a good life. It looks like you did too.” She traces her finger along a photo of my mom taken when she was younger.

“She was beautiful. I can see what your father saw in her”

I move to desk and sort through the keys again. The desk key is easier to find. I unlock the center drawer and find I can open them all.

“You take that side and I’ll check the center drawer and the drawers on my side”

“Sounds good”

We go through all the drawers, and disappointedly, find nothing out of. The ordinary. Pens, paper, office supplies. Old invoices and tax returns. We are about give up when I pull the bottom drawer out. There behind it are two large envelops taped to the side. I reach in and pull them out. One is smaller than the other. I place them on the desk and look at Kasey staring at them. Holding her breath.

“It’s your honor” and hand her the smaller envelope. She opens it and pulls out a handful of photos and drawings.

“Oh my god!” As she starts sorting them she finds her school pictures for every grade, mixed in with drawings that she had made. “I thought my mom just threw these away” she pulls one to her chest and cries. She places them back in the envelope and looks at me as she hands me the thicker package. “Your turn”

I open the package and dump the contents on the desktop. There’s a few old magazines, Deep Penetration, Girls Crave Anal and a Master’s and Johnson book with different positions for the modern couple. There is small magazine called BI-Weekly. We look at each other and laugh. We scan through the magazines, pointing out the old B&W photos. We page through the book on positions and find ourselves commenting on whether we had tried each one. I was surprised at how many I hadn’t and more surprised by how many she had!

“I’m impressed”

“I can see that you are”

I have a large bulge in my pants and when I look over I see her nipples tying to poke through her shirt.

Eventually, we pick up Bi-Weekly. Its’ filled with written stories about men and women experiencing gay sex for the first time. It has photos accompanying the stories. These are very graphic. Men sucking each others cocks, women 69ing. As we flip toward the back there are photos of a man being fucked by a woman with a strap on stuck up his ass.

The room has gone quiet. I can hear her breathing and her chest is heaving just a bit. My cock is getting harder. We both become aware of how close we are standing to each other and take a half step away.

“Okay! Well that was interesting. I guess everybody has their kink. Let’s see what else there is.”

There are a large stack of Polaroids, rubber banded together, and a VHS tape. All that’s written on the label is a date. “9/24/1993”

“There’s still a VHS player in the living room I think. Grab the polaroids and let’s head in there.”

“Sounds good.”

I grab the tape and she takes the photos. We sit on the couch and she undoes the rubber band. She take each photo off the pile and starts laying them down on the coffee table.

“Holy Fuck!” We both say at the same time. The first couple of photos are of a woman, I can only assume is her mother, laying on a bed with her legs spread and a couple of fingers in her pussy.

“Your mom?”

“Yep!”

“Well, I can see where you get your...looks”

The next few photos are close up of her mom sucking a large cock.

“Your dad?”

“Maybe. I assume. I never really saw his cock.”

The next couple of photos show a man, clearly my father fucking her mom in the ass.

“Ah, yeah that’s my dad”

There are maybe 20 more photos of sucking and fucking. Him fucking her tits, her licking his ass. We stop commentating and are just looking from photo to photo. We go to grab the same photo and are hands touch. We linger for a moment and she pulls her hand away and picks up a different photo. It’s a close up of my dad’s cock entering her moms mouth.

She swallows hard. “Any family resemblance?” She takes a deep breath and bites her lips.

There is definitely a change in the room. We scoot closer to each other. I pick up one of my dad sucking on her mother’s gorgeous large breast.

“What about you?”

She just licks her lips and turns red.

I scan the photos and something occurs to me.

“Look at these photos. Anything seem odd?”

“You mean other than your dad being fucked by my mom?”

“All these photos are taken in different angles. Some close, some wide”

She looks at me eyes wide. “Someone else had to take these photos!”

“Flip that one over. Is there a date or anything?”

“Yeah, oh my god, it’s the same date as the video!”

I hand her the video.

“Here can you put it in. I’ve got the remote”

“What’s the problem? Having trouble walking?” As she glances at the bulge in my pants.

The video starts and it’s moving around like crazy before focusing on her mom on the bed playing with herself. She is moaning and the camera zooms in noon her wet fingers, pushing in and out of her cunt. You can hear my father directing her. Telling her ti suck her nipple. She immediately complies. Looking straight into the camera as she pulls her breast up to her mouth and sucks her nipple. The camera pulls out to show my dads ass walking over to her mom. Hard cock in his hand. She Leans down and sucks it into her mouth. My dad arches his back and moans. The room is filled with the sloppy sounds of his cock going in and out of her mouth. There is a louder moan closer to the camera and the camera shakes a bit and then fades out. I pause the camera.

“Ahh...yeah definitely someone else in the room”

Kasey leans over and grabs the remote.

“Just play the video will you!”

The video restarts and it shows my dad on the bed laying down. Her mom was over, sucks his dick for a minute then gets on top, reverse cowboy! She starts riding his hard cock and grabbing a tit and pinches a nipple. The camera zooms in on the base of my dads cock and lingers, showing Kasey’s mom pussy lips stretched out around my dads wet cock. She slides up and down. Grinding at the bottom on my dads pubic bone.

I look over at Kasey and she has a hand on her breast massaging through her shirt. One hand is resting on her crotch. She looks over at me watching her. She says nothing and slides her hand down her pants. I’m torn from watching the video and watching my half sister play with herself.

The video fades out again.

“Oh, fuck!” As she hits fastforward on the remote. A new scene appears.

It’s a wide shot of the bed with her mom laying down on it near the bottom. My dad enters, Leanns over and starts licking her cunt. Kasey gasps. My. Cock is straining in my pants. Apparently, all things are allowed so I pull my cock out of my pants. It springs to life.

Kasey looks over at it.

“Oh, there is a family resemblance!” She grabs my cock and I replace her hand in her pants. I reach her pussy and she is so wet! She feels a drop of precut on my tip, and without looking away from the video she licks it off.

In the video my dad has her mom thrashing. The camera moves around to show a different angle and a close up of his tongue fucking her pussy. Kasey’s grip tightens, she spits on my cock and starts. Pumping my cock. I’m able to insert two fingers into her easily and begin pumping in and out.

In the video the camera goes wide. There is a bit of shaking then it becomes stable. A few. minutes later, another women enters the frame adjusting the strap on. We only see her from the back and because of the angle, her head isn’t visible. As she approaches my dad’s ass, she liberally, applies some lube, to the massive cock attached to her.

I remove my hand from Kasey’s cunt and offer her my fingers. Without taking her eyes off the screen she sucks them into her mouth and moans. I reach under her shirt and pull her bra down. Freeing her large tits. I take a cue from her mom and twist and pinch her nipples. Sh arches her back, takes my other hand and slides it into her pants. Her intentions clear.

Back on screen my dad is getting his ass fucked by the unknown woman. They are all moaning. First her mom cuts with a scream. Her hands buried in my dad’s hair. Grinding her cunt on his face. My dad cuts next. Pushing his ass back onto the strap on. The woman slides it out of his ass and he sighs. He drops to his knees and the woman offers him the filthy tool. He eagerly licks it clean and then sucks the shaft. Her has gotten up and moves to the other woman, turns her head to kiss her and I cum! I’m spurting in and on Kaseys hand. She soon follows me gripping my finger like a vice as she rides out her orgasm.

We lean back, she licks my cum mom her hand.

“So. What set you off?’

I point at the screen. The two women are now eating each other out. Clearly my dad has picked up the camera.

“See that other woman?”

“Yeah. Do you know her?”

“It’s my mom.”