Lari - Part I

Dear readers, here begins the second part of our story. These facts occurred before the previous tale. New characters fit into the plot to make it even more attractive. I don't publish pictures of my tales for understanding that nothing replaces the imagination.
Good reading...
Lari — Part I
Lari is lying on the bedroom door, looking at the bed that has just come out and watching her three children scattered there in that giant bed.
Paris, Penelope and Helena sleep somewhat entwined and seminus. That vision makes Lari smile, a smile of love and complicity. Little by little she was also there, feeling the warmth of their bodies, their smells and flavors.
He enjoyed his coffee, looking at them and traveling through time through a portal that climbed through the smoke emanating from his favorite drink....
I was now 42 years old, brunette, slender, full breasts and a butt that was a thing to describe only through a poem. Black hair, green and penetrating eyes, fleshy mouth ready to use for your pleasure or pleasure. But make no mistake, she's a lioness, a survivor.
She became pregnant in the same year as her younger sister, but had to walk away because the triplets' father was her sister's husband. He didn't know either, it didn't matter anymore.
When she found out she was pregnant, her world collapsed given the circumstances of having related to her brother-in-law. It was weakness to admit it, but it was very good and I would certainly do it again.
Before the first signs of his pregnancy became evident, he met Domenico, an Italian based in Brazil for many years who worked in the textile sector, bringing to Brazil the most renowned Italian designers and their collections. He made a lot of money, countless euros to be exact.
Lari, you didn't hide anything from Domenica about being pregnant, you just omitted the father's name. He in turn showed no concern, for two months after they married on the island of Crete, in southern Greece, at a ceremony where only the two and a local priest were. They also made this relationship official in a courthouse in the city of Rome.
What they didn't know at the time and that Lari was pregnant with triplets. The scare was enormous, but Domenico didn't abandon her at any time.
When the children were born, a boy and two girls chose the names based on their biological father's taste in Greek mythology. Thus came Paris, Helena, and Penelope to the world, exactly in this order with intervals between five and ten minutes.
It was magical years, the children occupied their day, their breasts and their nights. Domenical, tireless, hired employees for help in the task of caring for three at the same time.
Doménico had a daughter from her first marriage. Her name was Constanza, an absurdly beautiful, seductive blonde in her 18th birthday. They often saw each other to take care of family business. Something he never cleared up for Lari, just gave a little hint on the subject. Lari didn't care, after all it was his business and she already had three mouths and only two tits to manage.
When the children were older, Domenico took Lari to travel the world for thirty days. There are things in this world you need to know, he said. And she was.
He met beautiful places in Italy, Greece and Macedonia, all private and nudist resorts with the same name; EROS!
It was a shock for Lari, seeing those people parade around naked like it was the most natural thing and in the end she would understand that it really was, she would also understand that prejudice is in ideas not in clothes.
He was ashamed in the first days of walking naked through the public places of the place, but gradually he got carried away and liked it.
One day by the pool, he saw a man who looked about 40 and a girl who was no more than eighteen. They were kissing and the erection of the man with those caresses was clear. Then the girl spoke;
- Daddy, let's go to the room. I'm tired of the pool.
- Okay, baby, let's go.
And they went out holding hands and eating themselves there before everything and everyone. Lari turns to Dom (that's what she called him) and asks;
- Did you see the girl calling him Dad?
- Yeah, her daughter. We've done some business in the past and become friends.
- It's okay. What do you mean? Say Lari amazed
- It's okay. Does he fuck his own daughter?
- Yes, he did. Don quietly.
Lari was ecstatic. She liked sex all right, she liked it herself very much. But with the daughter? That was kind of complicated for her.
That night in bed with Dom, after they had sex, he started talking:
- What? Honey, we are created in a world full of rules, concepts and appearances. This was never born with us, it was taught us as a doctrine. Take animals for example, they do not have this kind of situation, they just follow the natural instinct of things.
- But Dom, the guy's there now fucking his daughter.
- What? And what about Lari, they love each other.
- What? I don't know, this is all very different for me.
- It's okay. I understand, he does, but try to get rid of the concepts printed on you all your life and you'll see that it's about love between two people, that's all.
From his room Lari listened to the girl moaning and it somehow brought a heat to the middle of his legs. He jumped on Dom and the only thing she wanted at that moment was him inside her.
The next morning, Lari went down for breakfast while Dom slept a little longer.
The place was empty, except for that girl she saw in the pool with her dad the day before. She smiled at Lari and invited her to sit together.
Lari hesitated, but something told him to go and went. As she walked towards the girl, she felt a warmth between her legs, opened a smile and simply let herself go to her.
Go on.