Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

I am typing this now as I’m watching my sweet hubby fucking my daughters. I took a break just now from giving a prolonged blowjob to my husband for almost 20 minutes and the bottom part of my tongue is aching from it. I wanted to relax for a bit before joining in the action, drink some water, and I also needed to give some time to my daughters to enjoy as I’m not selfish enough to have the fun all by myself. My younger daughter has already started to complain about me, blaming that I’m grabbing all the limelight.

Anyway, let me brief you about myself and my family. My name is Reena. I’m a typical Muslim housewife, hence my fair complexion. I cannot say my exact age, even to you dear Diary, as it is not ethical to reveal a woman’s age. So, let’s say that I’m edging closer to the 50 mark. I’m 5’6″ tall and I weigh around 65 kg. I have round and still firm breasts which I am very proud of. I have a little secret to maintain them nice and perky. It is a story which we can share some other time maybe.

My husband name is Prakash. He is a very conservative Hindu. Very muscular and brown in complexion, which I prefer to fair or dark. We had a beautiful love marriage after seeing each other for 3 years. He is 2 years older than me. When we decided to get married and asked for our respective parent’s opinion, they straightaway turned down the mere idea of this apparent blasphemy. They just couldn’t think of accepting other religion into their lives. So we had decided to keep their fucking lives to themselves, safe and sound. We had eloped and with the help of our friends tied the knot and are happily married ever since.

Give me a minute dear Diary. Reshma is crying. She is my younger daughter by the by. What? Do you want to know what’s happening with her? Ok then, I’ll try to type it down as true as possible.

Myself: What the fuck Reshma? Keep it down. You’ll wake the neighbors up. Sssh.
Nihitha: Dad is being rough on her mom (Nihitha, my second baby).
Reshma: *crying and moaning* Mmmm Aaaah Daaaad please slow down.
Myself: Prakash you are hurting her damn it. Watch out.
Reshma: *now just moaning* Yesssss mmmm that’s the right tempo.
Sindhu: *opens the door and comes in* Will you guys keep it down? Disgusting! *rams the door close and walks out* (Sindhu, my elder daughter).
Myself: Let me get to work Prakash please for God’s sake.

Sorry Diary for this small pause. As you can see what a commotion they are all causing, it’s hard to concentrate. My hunky Prakash often shows how much of a brute he is in bed sometimes. He is now showing his raw power to my younger daughter, Reshma. I know she can take it. She is built way too stronger to take more than that. I guess she just went with the feelings. Can’t blame my elder one Sindhu to stomp in scolding us and slamming the door shut hard before going out of the bedroom. She is not yet into the incest. I know she will come around.

Anyhow, where was I? Yes. You must have known by now that we have three daughters. I don’t know the reason, maybe because of the inter-religion marriage I don’t know but three of them are so beautiful and almost angel’s doppelgangers. I’m not exaggerating trust me. My first daughter Sindhu is of age 25. She was born just 7 months after we got hitched. I wouldn’t call her chubby but she is a healthy looking diva. A couple of inches shorter than me and very fair in complexion, she is a humble natured girl, which I like most about in her. She has got huge breasts and a perfect round ass. In my opinion, she is a perfect girl to have sex with. She is not into incest, but I know that she is just too shy to admit it.

Coming to my second daughter Nihitha, she is the naughty one amongst the three. I don’t know how many boys and uncles she has slept with but the list should be very long. She has acquired her high-intensity sexual feelings from me I suppose. She is of my height exactly, slightly browner in complexion (I wouldn’t say it brownish). Aged 23 and carries a weight of 55. She has got awesome breasts, which are always sweaty, of course, her whole body is sweaty due to some hereditary reasons. My aunt used to have this issue. But that’s what makes Nihitha the sexiest to fuck I guess. Imagine having sex with a girl who is sweaty. Hot, right?

And finally, my favorite Reshma, the younger one. I got to name her after my favorite character from Quran. She is a nymph. So is Reshma. Period. Sex is her only force which drives her. I was shocked once to read her +2 college slam book and see that she had written sex as her favorite hobby. Prakash was turned on immediately after reading it, he had to masturbate then and there on the couch. Reshma is of 21 years old and 2 inches taller than me. She got the brown complexion of her father, which made her his favorite too. She is chubby, weighing almost 70 kgs and yet she maintains her looks somehow. And I know for a fact that boys love their sex partner better when they are chubby.

This is our family. Our beautiful incest family. How we all approached others to reveal our inner desires towards ourselves is an entire story for the next entry. Whenever my daughters bring some random boy or boyfriend into the house to get laid, the remaining family take part in the action. It is always a funny and thrilling experience every time to give the strangers we are about to share the ultimate shock. You should look at their faces when we all look at them all lusty.

We are glad that we had broken all the family bonding shackles bullshit and enjoy what we love the most. I have read somewhere in the Quran (and I’m sure it’s there in the Bible as well, no idea about the Hindu mythology though) that back in old days when there was not much of a population, families used to have sexual intercourse among themselves to reproduce. I am sure they enjoyed it while they did it. When it was not wrong back then, why should it be wrong now? Hypocrisy!

My granny used to give me some valuable lessons when I was a kid. She would make me swear on her to follow all those shitty golden rules. One of those boring lessons was that SHARING IS CARING. I never used to follow it. But how the tables have turned. Upside down. Only if she was alive to see that I have kept my word. And how!

My daughters and I have decided to type down our daily sexual experiences and share it with the world. We wanted to prove that incest is not as bad as the world think. Only single-minded people tend to corner themselves and stick to his/her partner. Or extra-marital affairs for that matter. We wanted to slap them hard and show they are all searching very hard for the hidden gold all across the world while forgetting the fact there are diamonds in their own homes and they could have all of that jewels for themselves. We four of us will keep this diary updated every time there is a new story to share which I can promise is going to be very frequent. We can’t wait to take you all readers along on our beautiful sex ride.

Well, I have to put an end to this diary entry or else I might miss all the fun. Nihitha and Reshma have started to suck on his dick already. I can even hear Sindhu moaning from the next room, masturbating with her dildo. She always presses down her ear to the wall to listen to our moaning and crying and laughing and exhaling. They both just had their orgasms and seems to be tired. Waiting for my return. If I let them blow him any longer, he might cum and then I had to call somebody else to get fucked or worse finger myself.

Until next time. Not so long.