Family Kinks

Gregory Mitchell, age 25, looked at his girlfriend of 7 years, Hailey Matthews, age 24, with a smirk and a bit of a laugh behind it. For her part, the young woman looked back at her boyfriend with an equally teasing mood. "You remember what you said at the beginning of all of this?"

She nodded, not willing to break her eye contact with him lest she show some sort of excited tension that was bubbling just beneath the surface of her skin. "Deal is a deal, especially since we both know what we're facing now."

The doctor's report sat on the table in front of them, the contents were scattered about but the coversheet laid flat on there: FERTILITY FOR FEMALE SUBJECT NEGLIGIBLE. They had been expecting it, having tried for a kid since graduating from college, a promise made between them, but after 2 years and nothing, tests were done and the simple truth was that she was barren.

Nights of drinking, wallowing in pity, her begging him to leave her since she knew how much he wanted kids, and him telling her that there would be other ways. That led to a friend's suggestion on taking everclear. That was a gateway to a world of hurt. In a game of dares and truths, in a bit of drunken stupor, she had blurted out a single truth:

She wasn't bi-sexual but she had a very strong crush on the women in her family.

Namely, of course, her mother and two sisters.

Gregory thought she had been drunk out of her mind then but when they had sobered up in the morning, her sheepish looks and inability to look him in the eye told him that it was much more than a simple muttering or drunk verbal spewage. When he sat down and asked her, she had broken down in tears, hugging him, and sobbing that she was perfectly straight, loved having his dick in her and the desire to fuck him was very much a strong core of her identity. That being said, though, she had always grown up admiring her mother and sisters, finding in them strength and warmth and, once she hit puberty, something else as well. She couldn't explain it but she had often fingered herself thinking about her mom, her older sister Angelina and then her younger sister Melissa as well. He didn't think much of it and told her so, it was simple enough to pass it off as a young girl's feminine fantasy.

She shook her head, still burying her face in his shoulder.

She had imagined being with them, as a man. She dreamt of being their husband, the father of their children (she had a pregnancy fetish, supposedly), dreaming of her mother's breasts leaking milk and drinking them, watching them overflow in her hands as she fucked her from behind, hearing her sisters moan her name over and over. She even picked out a fantasy male name, Matthew Barker, and she came the hardest imagining being husband and wife.

Gregory looked at his girlfriend for the longest time before he nudged her back and looked in her face. Before he could stop himself, he told her his darkest secret, that he had similar feelings for his family, namely his Uncle Brett who was practically his dad (Greg's real parents having died when he was really young), and his brothers David and Michael. He told her of how he felt watching Brett's marriage fall apart as his then wife didn't want children but he took in his dead brother's three sons and raised them on his own. Now that the kids were grown and out, he was lonely and still had so much to give. Gregory wanted to give it to him and often had fantasized about more than just as his nephew. Even his brothers, they both needed something that he knew he could fill.

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Almost three weeks later, with the package on the table, Hailey and Gregory looked at each other, the conversation replaying in their minds. "We do this, we do it right." She picked up the packet for her and then looked at him. "Who goes first?"