A shared vision of marital bliss

Vel found himself surrounded by luxury. He was on a gigantic bed, truly, it was the size of a sparring circle. The whole thing was pristine white, but there were pillows spread around in all kinds of colors. He was resting in the middle of it, propped up on a few pillows. The room he was in was circular and the bed took up almost half of it. It was also barely a room, more like a circle of pillars supporting a domed roof. There were no walls, it was open to the elements. Which was good, as it was extremely hot, and the light breeze blowing through offered some relief. As said breeze picked up a little, some brown hair was blown into his face and some of it got into his mouth. He spat it out and sputtered.

A soft laugh came from beside him. “Apologies for laughing, Husband, but that looked funny. Does my hair taste so foul?” Vel looked to his left. Lying next to him, cradled in the crook of his arm, was Lynn. But this was not the same Lynn he had just kissed in his own bed. She was visibly a bit older, but by no means did she look old. She was also wearing nothing except some blue diaphanous silks around her breasts and crotch that did very little to hide anything. Her breasts were visibly larger, and he suspected they were full of milk. Her huge belly, which clearly indicated she was in the end stages of a pregnancy, explained why. He leaned in to kiss her. “Every part of you is delicious, oh wife of mine. It was more of a textural issue.” She smiled at him. “Even after all these years, I still get butterflies in my stomach when you call me your wife.”

Vel put a hand on her pregnant belly. “And even after you’ve already given me many daughters, I cannot wait to meet this one. You truly make me feel like the luckiest man alive.” His sister wife’s smile widened and she leaned in for a kiss this time, reaching for his crotch as she did so. Vel realized he was wearing nothing but a silken loincloth, which she deftly maneuvered her fingers under. “Oh my, looks like I can get my husband hard and excited even when I am a swollen cow.” Vel kissed her nose this time. “You are always beautiful and sexy, Lynn, you know that. You always excite me, and always will.”

They made out for a bit while she slowly stroked him. It was nice, lovely even, but Vel wanted more. He knew his wife though. She was almost 9 months pregnant, and, in this kind of heat she’d probably rather avoid sex. She would of course do whatever he wanted, but he was a caring husband. And like the equally caring wife she was, Lynn anticipated his needs. She motioned toward a servant standing at the foot of the round bed that was dressed in all white. Vel hadn’t even noticed her until now, she blended in so well. “Fetch Eshina for me please, tell her Mother and Father have need of her.” The servant nodded and scurried down some stairs. Vel realized they were at the top of a tower. He was too far from the side of the room to take in any kind of view though, just seeing sky and mountains far away.

He and his wife kept lightly making out, her still slowly stimulating him and him stroking her belly. After a few minutes of this, someone came up the stairs. She was gorgeous, a vision of beauty and elegance. Standing at almost exactly Adeline’s height, so 6 feet, every inch of her was the image of a noble lady. As she got onto the bed and crawled towards them her shiny brunette curls fell forward and framed her sculpted face, and Vel realized she had two differently colored eyes. The left one was blue, the right one green. A visible mixing of houses Andros and Hothemer.

She came to a halt on his right side and laid herself down in a way mirroring Lynn. “Greetings Daddy, Mother. You called for me?” She rested her head on her father’s shoulder, her hand snaking down to join her mother’s in pleasing her father. “Yes, we did, my heart. It seems this swollen old body of mine somehow got your father quite aroused, and you know how I am with heat when pregna-“ Eshina giggled, sounding exactly like Lynn when she did so. “Say no more, Mother.”

Eshina was wearing much the same clothing as Lynn, except her silks were pink rather than blue. She stripped out of them easily then slid herself atop her father, pinning his manhood between his abdomen and her already dripping sex. She leaned down to kiss him and Vel felt his daughter’s nimble tongue dart around his mouth. “Good girl, Ina, you’re such a good kisser.” His daughter glowed with pride as she sat back up. “Thank you, Daddy. It’s probably because I love kissing you so much. If I had my way, your tongue would never leave my mouth.” Next to them Lynn chuckled, and she reached up to cup one of her daughter’s breasts. “And his manhood would never leave your pussy, I bet.” Eshina gave her mother a cheeky smile. “You know me so well, Mother.”

As if that was her cue, Ina raised herself up a bit and lined up her father’s dick with her moist sex. “Good girl, Sweetie. That’s my good, gorgeous girl.” Vel practically sighed the last word as he felt the pussy of Lynn and his firstborn daughter slide down his length. There was something indescribable about making love to one of your own daughters, it was simply beyond words, almost beyond reality. “Oh, Sweetie, you look extra beautiful when your father is making love to you.” Lynn gently squeezed the breast she was cupping, which was barely smaller than her own milk filled ones. Eshina started riding him, moving up and down her father’s dick.

“Are you going to give me another baby, Daddy? It has been so long since the twins.” Before Vel could respond Lynn let out a delighted squeal. “I’m so proud of you, my heart! You’re such a good wife for Daddy, just like I taught you.” Ina glowed with pride again. “Thank yo-ooooh, ah. Thank you, Mother.” Lynn really had taught their first daughter excellently, and she knew just how to get her father off. “Just imagine, Daddy, fucking me while I am pregnant again. Do you remember how much you loved my milk? You could drink as much as you wanted while you fuck me with a big, swollen belly again.” She sped up as she spoke. “Oh, you’re going to get it now, Babygirl.” Vel, beyond excited, grabbed his daughter’s waist and began furiously thrusting up to meet her.

Ina shrieked with joy. “YES! YES, DADDY, FUCK MEEEEEE!” Lynn looked on with pride, a blissful smile on her face as her husband fucked her daughter silly. Vel was hard at work obliging his daughter. She had stopped moving on her own now, her father’s powerful pounding making anything she could do pointless anyway. She was happy to just be a limp receptacle for his passion.

“You’re such a good girl for me, Ina. Such a dutiful wife and daughter. Such a good mother to our girls. And you take Daddy’s dick so well, I love you so much.” That, the furious pounding she was taking, and her mother pinching her nipple sent Ina over the edge. Her climax was powerful and hit as she was going up along her father’s shaft. As such, her ejaculation flew forward in an arc and hit both of her parents in the face. Neither of them minded, especially not Vel, as he was distracted by his own climax and concentrated on keeping his daughter in place while he filled her womb.