Full Circle

"Do you remember whose nameday it will be tomorrow?" Daenerys asked once more as we rested upon the large table that we were fucking upon. The elderly Lord Tyrion Lannister would be furious to find his meticulously crafted new set of laws were now ruined by cum stains.

"Lemme guess, you want to help me deflower our daughter?" I asked breathlessly.

"Every other one of our wives did!" Daenerys said with a pout, her big purple eyes full of false hurt. "Even Sansa of all people, helped guide her firstborn daughter during her deflowering. And the twins got to you before I did, so Im not taking chances with our third child!"

With a bright smile, I pulled my sister-daughter-wife into a passionate kiss, fueled with all the love I could possibly muster. We were so lost in each other's lips that we failed to notice a young girl, just a day shy of her eighteenth birthday, peeking through the open door before quietly leaving.

The very next morning I woke up very early. It was the hour of the wolf and the sun hadn't even begun to rise yet but unlike most days, my sister was already up. She and our wives would usually sleep in till noon and would not leave the bed until each of them had taken care of my morning wood.

Guessing that Daenerys was most likely feeding my infant daughters, I made my way to the nursery where I only found Rhaenys, Alayne and Sansa busy feeding and taking care of the crying newborn babies, despite the fact that most of them were not even their own children. Rhaenys was singing to a mocha-skinned baby as she was breastfeeding her and her angelic voice nearly seduced me into taking her right there in the nursery.

"Morning Daddy, Mummy just went to wish Rhaella a happy nameday." Rhaenys said with a wicked wink, knowing full well what her mother and I intended to do with her now adult sister. With a nod, I left my wives to their duties and made my way to Rhaella's chamber which was located on the other side of the castle.

Despite being as beautiful as her siblings, Rhaella was unlike any of my daughters. She has always been somewhat of a loner, plagued and tormented by vivid nightmares that only grew worse as she grew older. She also possessed a maturity beyond her years, being the only person besides my sister-wife to address me by my first name. As I reached her bedroom, I was surprised to see Daenerys was still outside. Her head was pressed against the wooden door and her brows were furrowed as she concentrated on listening through the door.

"What is it?" I asked and Daenerys nearly jumped up in fright when she heard me.

"I think there is someone in our daughter's room!" Daenerys whispered. "And I think that they are FUCKING!"

I found it hard to believe my sister's words as Rhaella have never shown any interest in either boys or girls. In fact, unlike her other siblings, she have never even once shown any interest in me! Yet, I could clearly hear the moans and grunts of pleasure emitting from my daughter's room.

"Oh Gods, yes Rhaegar! Just like that... Deeper, yesss, Arghhhh!!!" Came the distinct voice of Rhaella from the other side of the door. My sister and I was beyond confused. We knew only one person in the capital by that name, the elderly and repulsive Ser Rhaegar Frey who served within the City Watch. I gave a concerned look at my wife who brazenly opened the door and stormed inside.

I was afraid to open my eyes and catch my daughter in a position that no father wanted to see, but instead she was all alone in her room. Her slender fingers were buried within her pussy as she chased her self-induced orgasm. Her eyes were closed and she didn't hear her mother and I enter her room over her own loud and passionate moans.

"DAENERYS! WHAT DO YOU THI... I mean mother! What... WHY are the two of you in my room!!!" Rhaella nearly screamed at her mother and I as she frantically covered herself.

"Rhaella, sweety. We heard you through the door and there is nothing to be ashamed about having sexual fantasies." Daenerys said as she warmly comforted our daughter. "Your father and I would never judge you and if you're in love with Rhaegar Frey then by all means g..."

"What? Eww! No!" My daughter said in disgust. "I wasnt thinking about him! I was thinking about... my son."

"SON?!" Daenerys and I gasped in unison eventhough we were somewhat relieved at Rhaella's repulsion towards the elderly City Watchman.

"I know its weird. But recently Ive been having these recurring dreams." My daughter began to explain as Daenerys and I listened attentively. "In my dreams, I had a brother and I was married to him. He was abusive and a madman but eventually we had a son named Rhaegar. He was the love of my life and one day, when he turned 18, I let him into my bed."

As Rhaella began to passionately and explicitly describe her erotic dreams and illicit affair with her "son", I noticed that Daenerys was completely enthralled by the tale and she was becoming more and more aroused with every word.

"The dream would always end the same way. Rhaegar died before I gave birth to our second child. A beautiful baby girl. And the last thing I remember was naming her Dae.."

"Daenerys." I finished her sentence as I finally put the pieces together. "Those weren't dreams, Rhaella."

"Oh my!" Daenerys' eyes widen in shock as she realised what I said and she unconsciously took her daughter's hand in a loving grip. The very same hand that was buried within Rhaella's snatch mere minutes ago.

"Wait what?" Rhaella asked confused, her big purple eyes shone with the same glimmer of light that I saw in my own mother's eyes all those years ago.

"Sweetheart, those were memories." Daenerys said as she stroked Rhaella's soft hands. "You are remembering another life. When you used to be our mother."

"What?" Rhaella's eyes opened wide, she was so startled by the news that had lived a past life that she didn't even notice that her bed sheets had fallen and her perfect breasts were now exposed. "You mean that Rhaegar is actually THE Rhaegar? Your older brother?"

"Yes, my older brother, my father and... my amazing husband." Daenerys gave me a loving smile as she said those last words.

"What?" Rhaella asked once more. Though blessed with a far superior intellect compared to that of mere mortals, it was still difficult for her to understand our complicated family tree. "I know that father can travel through time and enter other people's mind but if he is Rhaegar... I am your daughter, its impossible for me to be your mother!"

"If there is one thing I have learned from our father, is that nothing is impossible when it comes to family!" Daenerys said as she carressed her sister/niece/daughter/mother's face. "For my whole life, I lived as an orphan and yet here you are, mother."

Before Rhaella could even respond to how her mother/daughter/half-sister/aunt, Daenerys kissed her softly on the lips. Rhaella was undoubtedly startled but when Daenerys broke the kiss, the busty teenager pulled her back in. This time their kiss was hot and passionate as their tongues ventured out to erotically dance with another. Meanwhile I watched on as mother and daughter (and vice versa) began to strip each other and explore their bodies. Daenerys ever the dominant dragon, took charge of their lovemaking and nearly forcefully kissed down Rhaella's body, from her rosy lips down to the soft swell of her breast, over her perfectly scuplted abdomen and finally to Rhaella's glistening pussy which was still dripping with arousal from her earlier foreplay.

"Ohhh Daenerys!" Rhaella moaned lustfully as her mother began to lap at her folds. I made my way to the pair and Rhaella's strong hand guided me down to her waiting lips. Our kiss was like fire and as her tongue made contact with mine, my hardened cock ripped my pants opened and nearly smacked Daenerys in her face as she proceeded to bury her tongue as deep as possible in Rhaella's snatch.

"Mmmm... Daddy... You're so much like Rhaegar!" Rhaella moaned in between feverish kisses, my hands on her breasts and Daenerys' oral stimulation was wrecking havoc upon the teenager's senses.

"Mmmpf... He... Is... Rhaeg.. Ohhh, you taste so goooood!!" Daenerys moaned as she couldn't stop herself from tonguing our daughter/mother's divine cunt. With a slender finger, Daenerys made little circles on the anterior walls of Rhaella's pussy and the moment she touched her sensitive g-spot, Rhaella succumbed to her first incestuous orgasm which left her satisfied yet wanting more.

With a loving smile, Daenerys kissed back up Rhaella's body to where I was still engaged in a passionate kiss, her young mind and body nearly pushed to its limits by the sheer pleasure. Daenerys kissed the side of our mouths and it soon developed into a well choreographed three-way kiss with each of us swapping spit and Rhaella's aphrodisiac cream.

"Mmm..." Rhaella moaned as both her parents/children kissed her with passion and she couldn't decide whom she wanted most. Luckily for me, my beautiful wife made the choice for her and broke free of our liplock.

"Darling." Daenerys said as she looked deep into Rhaella's purple eyes. "I think its your father's turn to make you cum."

Rhaella simply nodded her consent as I positioned myself on top of her lithe body, my hard chest pressing down on her soft pillowy globes. Without breaking our kiss, I slowly impaled the young teenager and took my own mother's virginity. An achievement that no man have ever done before or ever again. Her pussy was like molten lava and was well-lubricated due to Daenerys previous work so she easily took the full length of my cock till I was buried to the hilt. Rhaella's mouth opened in a silent scream as I began to thrust and Daenerys hand began to rub circles on our daughter's clit, stimulating her to an even greater orgasm.

"Oh honey, you look so sexy with your father's cock buried inside you. No, with your SON'S cock buried inside you." Daenerys corrected herself as bent down to take a rosy nipple into her mouth all while her hand kept up its relentless **** on her clit.

"YESSSSSSS!!! It feeels... Ohh Gods," Rhaella could barely finish a sentence as she felt her body building up to an earth-shattering orgasm and she locked her long legs around my pistoning hips in a **** attempt to get my cock as deep as humanly possible for when I would inevitably cum.

"Just imagine, sweetie. In a few months your beautiful breasts will be full of milk!" Daenerys said as she admired her daughter's bouncing teats before her gaze went to Rhaella's toned stomach. "And soon your belly will swell with your father's child. I wonder how you will treat your children. As your daughters? Sisters? Granddaughters?? You love how perverted this all sounds don't you?"

"Yesssssss!!! I DO!!! I WANT TO BE FULL OF MY FATHER'S BABIES! MY SON'S CHILDREN! I WANNA GIVE BIRTH TO MY OWN GRANDDAUGHTERS!" Rhaella screamed loudly for all to hear as Daenerys' dirty talk pushed her over the edge for a second time and this time her orgasm triggered mine.

With a roar, I erupted within my mother/daughter-wife's pussy and I ejaculated gallons of my seed within her fertile body. The first blast of my potent semen immediately burst into her receptive womb where it met three waiting ovum and I fathered three of my sisters. I was fueled with so much lust and love that my climax was powerful enough to trigger an explosive orgasm in every woman of within a 100 mile radius for a whole hour.

And as they succumbed to their godsent pleasure, all those who were willing and who prayed for my blessing, were immaculately conceived with my daughters.