We made an arrangmentDad had seen my brother and I playing grab ass and told our mom to go and scold us. She went on and on loudly to tell us not to touch each other, keep our bedroom doors closed and to keep covered with our robes when we had on our night clothes. Mom stood in the doorway to keep a eye on dad in the living room as she rambled on.
Our mom was so cool, she was the best in my sisters and my mind. Dad only came home every 3 months due to his sea job. The ship had girls ‘provided’ for the men which mom knew about. Sis and I provided for mom’s lack of affection and loneliness.
It first started one evening when we saw mom just staring out he living room window. She didn’t see us watching her. She was smiling and rubbing her tits slightly. My sister Megan whispered to me: (“Mom’ thinking about something sexy I think.”) We smiled and I agreed. I said: (“I love to see her get horny like that. She gets no sex and I bet she’s thinking about it. Let’s go and tickle her and make her more horny.”) Megan said: (“ Chuck, that’s cruel….but maybe she’d like it. Let’s go.”)
We snuck up behind her and hugged her. We all giggled and Megan and I started in on her. We started tickling her as she giggled. We let our hand graze her tits and felt her legs and stomach Megan said: “Thinking about that guy in high school you were so hot for?”
“Yeah mom, you’ve told us before how hot he was and how he would try and feel you up.” I said. Mom was very warm to our touch and now a pink face from our guessing what she was thinking bout, and feeling herself a little. She put her arms around us and hugged us real tight. Mom was built great and she had no bra on. She had tight shorts and pulled us in and we all kinda wiggled together. “Tell us more about the guy mom, give us some ’details’ , we wanna know.” Megan said.
“So, my two little nosey kids want to know all about him?….well….let me get my robe on and we’ll all get in my bed and I’ll tell you all about ’Stan’, my old boyfriend.
Megan and I already had pajamas on and we all headed for moms bedroom, very excited. As teens we were about to hear a real life story about maybe …..mom having sex….if she would go that far. Mom went in the bathroom and Megan and I got under the covers and talked quietly. “Chuck I bet she ’might’ tell us about her first sex!…do ya think?” Megan was getting herself all horny as we giggled and did quick feels on us. Megan had some wonderful tits and I love to feel them.
She felt my ½ a boner as we giggled. We heard mom coming as we stopped and lay their all innocent . She smiled at us and took off her robe. Oh damn…. she was built nice, full sweet tits under a tiny night top, and tiny panties. Her pointed nipples and dark bush showing thru it all. Megan and I both stared.
Megan thought….
God I hope I get a figure like moms, she’s so sexy, Chuck will get a boner over this and I’m a little wet myself waiting to hear her story. Mom laid down between us and under the covers. She put her arms around our shoulders and pulled us to her. I felt my pussy up against her leg as I put my leg over hers. I felt Chuck’s leg over mine. That meant his boner was up against her leg. Mom just pulled us tighter to her. Her big tit was against mine. Now I started getting real wet. I wanted to reach over and feel Chuck’s boner, mom had caught me doing it before but just smiled and pretended not to see. Do I dare reach over and let my hand feel Chucks boner?…naaa that would be going to far. Mom would know and might not like it.
Chuck was breathing hard and thought….
I’ve never been this close to mom when she was barely dressed. Her tit is resting on my face…oh damn….sorry mom…. but my boner feels big against her leg, but I can’t help it. Feeling Megan’s leg under mine isn’t helping it stay down any….oh well.
Mom started in with her story, telling it real sexy like and with all the details. Megan and I kinda did a slow wiggle and snuggle against her as she squirmed a little when we did.
Mom’s excited mind….
My two little horny kids, I’ve seen glimpses of them coping feels on each other and pretended to ignore them. If they only knew just how horny that makes me to watch them feel each other. I miss my brother feeling me when I was little.
Now they want a sexy story, well I’ll tell them one they’ll never forget and watch them get all horny and I’ll get the benefits. I just know they’re having sex, as I’ve heard them before. He sneaks into her bedroom late at night and she slips out a real quiet moan or two. Her bedroom is right next to mine and with my ear to the wall….omg….it makes me so horny I have to finger myself. My story will make them get it on tonight, guaranteed, and I’ll be listening real close. I love the feel of them, her wet pussy on one leg and his stiff erection on the other. Their heads on my tits are a real turn on. Now let see of I can get them to do more. Come in close kids, mom wants to get real horny.
I’ve seen the way Chuck looks at me, those horny eyes of his eyeballing my tits and body. I’ve taken my time getting dressed when I know he’s watching. I don’t wear a bra just to tease him a little, it’s a turn on for me too. Megan’s is just a horny as he is too. She likes to look at my bigger tits and hope hers will grow. She is a ‘toucher’ and has let her fingers graze across my body many times.
Last time home dad and I didn’t have sex once. I guess he gets his fill on the damn ship…..well…here comes the story kids. Let’s see if I can make them so horny, they’ll want to…a….use mom to do their feel ups. I sure won’t stop them. Time to turn out the light and pretend not to see or feel a thing…. —- Old boyfriend Stan and I met in high school. He knew how to make me so hot, I went for him to get more. I shouldn’t be telling you kids this…but….well….let’s just say we became ‘real close.’ When your older you’ll understand.
“Come on mom, we’re old enough to know more that you think.” Chuck said as he and Megan giggled. The pushed themselves up against me firm as I got a shot of tingles in my pussy. That was just what I secretly wanted.
OK, I’ll tell you ‘all’ the details. In Stan’s car he started feeling my…a… tits. This I really liked and so I felt his leg. Soon he had my blouse unbuttoned and I had his zipper down on his pants. He had been around lots of girls, but this was my first time to have a boy feel my bare tits, ….and my first time to feel a boys erection. I stroked his erection like other girls said guys liked this. He was rolling my now firm nipples. It felt wonderful and I became …well….very aroused. “You mean he got you real hot-n-horny, right mom?” Megan said.
Yes….but when he put his hand under my skirt, and inside my panties is when I got really turned on. His finger went all over my…a…. pussy and then inside deep as he found a wonderful spot to feel. It made me moan when he kept rubbing it. My pussy started getting so wet it clicked when his finger went in and out. That…was when someone shined a flashlight on us. We quick tried to recover and Stan opened his door to kick some ass. It was my dad. He had followed us to this secluded spot. They had harsh words and dad told me to get in his car. Stan was ready to fight my dad, but he held off. He then got in his car and burned rubber away from us. Needless to say I caught hell on the way home.
The next day Stan and I were at it again after school in another hidden spot. This time we got real hot and he took off my panties. He put his head between my legs and began to lick me there. It was so intense, and he kept licking more and more until I had my first orgasm. I’ll never forget that afternoon. I turned him and took out his erection and began to jack and suck on it. I kept it up until he shot cum in my mouth. It was a new thrill for me as he held my head on his erection as he kept squirting cum….
He said I was the best ever and we made plans to have sex. Now this next part is strictly between us, ok? Your dad must never know this as he older and old fashioned and he wouldn’t understand.
I soon got lot’s of boys attention. They all wanted to ‘go somewhere’ and ‘fool around‘. I was so flattered at all this new attention, but I was hot for Stan. Someone knew about Stan and I having oral sex, and now lot’s of guy’s came on to me.
Now keep in mind kids, I was young and very impressionable. I had never had this much sexual attention in my life…and….well….I was loving it. My tits were getting bigger, my body was getting shapelier and I was starting to feel…well….’horny’ all the time. Stan was very cool…but ….I started to wonder about…other cute guy, and what it would be like to have…a…oral sex with them. The thoughts wouldn’t go away as that first feeling of…a….well…feeling Stan squirting cum in my mouth as he licked me at the same time to an oral orgasm. It was….(gasp)…was awesome.
I felt the kids breathing hard and their hand feeling me more and more. I was sure they had oral sex with each other and were reliving the first time they snuck it and how it felt. I felt Megan’s wet pussy on my leg as she rubbed it on me. Chuck’s erection was big and laid on my leg. All this had me more horny that I could ever remember.
I whispered: (“…we need an intermission..”) Their hands started adventuring further on my body. I encouraged them by lifting my top up and let the feel my bare tits on there faces. Chucks fingers were getting closer and closer to my bush. I spread my legs some for him. Soon Megan hand creped over and right towards Chuck’s erection. She slowly started just letting one finger rub on it.
My hand were not still either. I felt them both. Chuck’s face and arms and Megan’s tits. We all moaned with pleasure ’mmmmm’s’ as we progressed. Megan had Chuck’s erection fully out of his pajamas and stroking it…..then…Chuck and Megan’s fingers both slowly started rubbing my wet pussy. Their body felt so very hot next to me.
I was being felt up by own kids, and I was loving it. They too were very turned on and the heat between us was awesome. Three people all turned on and hot and breathing hard. We all kept going. My hand now went for Chuck’s erection as I joined Megan’s hand stroking him. Our hands trembled a little as we felt every inch of him. All you could hear was little moans and heaving breathing.
The darkness was awesome as it put a very taboo secret thing atmosphere on what we were all doing. Megan had to get naked as she was so hot. Chuck got rid of his pajama bottoms….and now my two horny kids both lowered my panties.
My top was already pulled up so they both started sucking on my nipples. I felt their hands feeling my wet bush and both their fingers sliding up and down my slit. I opened my legs slowly wide for them.
Chuck’s excited thoughts….
Oh damn, this was so hot. This was way more that Megan and I had could imagine. Megan and I were really gonna have a great super fuck later, in the middle of the night!….
Megan new thoughts…..
Oh My God….I would have never expected to be doing this in a million years! I’ve never been with a woman and this is all new to me, but being my mom, make it all different. All this has my pussy dripping, I’m so turned on. She letting me feel Chuck and I get so hot around him. Later we’ll have our time to fuck and fuck all we want… Feeling mom is just adding to my mega hornies. Her big tits and now her pussy to play with is mind bending. I want Chuck so bad right now, my pussy is begging for me to finger it…..
Mom thinks of nothing but her present euphoria..
I’ve had several dreams about sucking on Chuck’s erection. I was shocked I had dreamed such a thing…but it was so awesome…I woke up all hot and aroused. Now his erection was big and up against my leg, all warm and I could feel it throbbing on me. Just as I contemplated moving to get my face close to it…he started turning to get his face close to my pussy.
Megan then turned too. When I lowered my arms, they were right between their legs. The both scooted his erection and her pussy towards my face. My pussy began to quiver as orgasm shot thru my pussy. Their fingers and hands on me must have felt it. Chuck wasted no time in putting his tongue in my slit. I squirmed and moaned as Megan’s fingers joined his tongue. I went for it now. I had Chuck’s erection in my face on one side and Megan’s wet pussy on the other. I began to finger Megan’s pussy. I had never done this before and it was sure excitingly different.
She moved her pussy to get a rhythm going with my finger. I let my finger feel her pussy all around as she quivered and moaned. I found a spot that made her jump and moan each time I rubbed it. This was so hot to make her so hot and now I want to finger her to orgasm.
In the mean time….I …for the first time began to fondle Chuck warm erection. Now for my dream delight. I started licking it slowly. He squirmed and moaned as I slowly put it in my mouth. I knew it wouldn’t take long so I was so ready for it…..he began to fuck my mouth as I felt the head grow big…..he reached up and grabbed my hair and thrust his erection deep and I felt him jolt…he pushed and shook as a huge shot of hot cum came shooting in my mouth. His tongue sucked firm on my clit as I shook and the climax from heaven.
We twisted in euphoria as it happened. Megan must have heard us and grabbed my finger to finger herself faster. I felt her pussy quiver on my finger as she trembled with her orgasm. I felt her tongue along with Chuck’s on my clit. Both their fingers fucking my pussy together…..I lost it…and I went dizzy with the highest feeling of my life taking place…..Chuck kept pumping his cum in my mouth as both their tongues kept my clit jumping with over the top feelings…..Megan kept my fingers working the feelings in her pussy as she rubbed her clit. We all moaned like none of us had ever moaned before….this was granddaddy of all cums….. for all of us……
Meldoy proves her submission to her father by wearing a remote-control vibrator as she shops at the mall.Becoming Daddy’s Good Girl Chapter Four: Sexy Vibrations By mypenname3000
I awoke to the first rays of sunshine streaming through Daddy’s bedroom window. They fell on my face as I lay beside him naked. I blinked and groaned, rubbing sleep from my eyes. I didn’t want to be awake. It was too early. It was summer vacation, and a Saturday, and last night had been wild.
Daddy took Sun, my best friend, and I into his BDSM dungeon in the basement. The room I had been forbidden to enter all eighteen years of my life until last night. I always thought it was Daddy’s workshop, his private space that he and my mom would go into.
I never realized it was strange that they never made anything. Now I understood—my mom was Daddy’s sex slave. It explained why she was so submissive with him, always greeting him when he got home from work, serving him drinks and dinner, and catering to his every desire. She loved it, and I understood why she did, there was such wonderful joy in surrendering yourself to a strong man.
I hoped Mom never returned from my grandparents. She and my bratty sister Alice could stay there forever and ever. I would be Daddy’s submissive. I would cook and clean and let him tie me up and do all sorts of naughty things to my nubile body.
The sheets had slipped down while I slept, and my round breasts—larger than my fraternal twin sister Alice’s—still had rope marks around their bases. Daddy had tied me up last night. He called it shibari. The marks had faded, but they were still visible, reminders of last night’s submission.
I traced the marks and remembered last night. Daddy had taken Sun’s virginity, and then my anal cherry. He had flogged us both, tying us to the St. Anthony’s cross and warming our bottoms and backs with soft leather flails.
Thwack, thwack, thwack. The sounds echoed through my mind.
And then he fucked us both again, this time cumming in Sun’s pussy. I got to lick her clean before we fell asleep in Daddy’s bed. Sun lay on the other side of Daddy. I sat up, my gaze slipping past Daddy’s muscular, barbwire-tattooed chest to my Korean friend. Her short, black hair half-covered her pale-olive cheek. She was a petite girl, with barely budding breasts and boyish hips.
But Daddy loved fucking her, too. She spent the night so she could be Daddy’s good girl, too.
I brushed my brown hair off my shoulders. I fell asleep with it braided, but it needed to be redone. Hairs stuck out all over. Daddy liked a girl with braids. I leaned onto my elbow and stared at Daddy’s muscular body. He was so strong and looked like a biker when he was naked, even with his short hair and clean-shaven face—Daddy had to work an office job.
But he kept himself in wonderful shape. I ran my hands over his muscular body, loving how strong he felt. I was so glad I became Daddy’s good girl. And I wanted to be his slave. I wanted to serve him as faithfully and utterly as Mom did.
Only I would do it better than her.
I pushed the sheets down, exposing his six-pack abs. He could be model on a romance novel. Dangerous and strong, with a beautiful woman—me—swooning in his arms. Oh, I would swoon for my hunky daddy. All my friends thought he was the sexiest man.
The sheet slipped over his cock, hard like it was every morning. Mom would wake Daddy up with a blowjob, and so did I know. She asked me to take care of him. But she didn’t expect me to take over all her wifely duties.
I scooted down the bed, pushing the sheets down farther, and stroked his cock. I loved how thick it felt. My asshole clenched, remembering his dick spreading me open, fucking me so hard, so deep into my bowels. I licked my lips then leaned over and ran my tongue up his shaft all the way to the very tip. I swirled it around and brought a low groan from his mouth.
“Are you sucking him?” Sun whispered.
I looked up. Her head rested on Daddy’s chest, her dark, slanted eyes open. I nodded my head. “I have to wake him up right. Look at how hard his cock is. He needs relief.”
“Let me help.”
I grinned at my friend and nodded my head.
She slithered down the bed, her dark nipples hardening. She pressed against his left, muscular leg, her nipples kissing his thigh, and her tongue flicked out, licking the tip. She purred as she swirled her tongue about the crown, gathering his precum.
“Mmm, that taste good,” she panted. “Salty and delicious.”
“Yep,” I giggled.
She licked again and then her lips sealed over the top of his crown, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked. I smiled and nuzzled at Daddy’s hairy balls. I sucked on into my mouth, playing with it as my eyes watched my best friend pleasure him.
She moaned around his cock, her body undulating, rubbing her wet pussy against his shin. Her spicy musk drifted to my nose and a wet gleam shone on Daddy’s leg where her cunt had rubbed against him. I also had a pussy growing hot and juicy.
I sucked on Daddy’s other ball as I rubbed my aching nipples into his muscular flesh. They tingled as rubbed them up and down, shooting wonderful delight down to my pussy. I purred as my cunt grew hotter. I squeezed my thighs together, massaging my little clit.
“Oh, your dad’s cock tastes amazing,” Sun whispered. “And you get to do this every morning.”
“Until Mom gets back.” Which was supposed to be in two more weeks. I didn’t want to think about Mom. I wanted to enjoy Daddy for as long as I could.
I licked up his dick and reached the top. I played with the mushroom-shaped head as Sun stroked his shaft. My tongue stroked the spongy crown, gathering more precum. Then Sun leaned in and nibbled on the other side. Our tongues and lips brushed as we sucked on his wonderful dick. My hand seized Daddy’s long shaft beneath her hand and we stroked him together.
We moaned. It was so hot when our lips touched or our tongues brushed. We nuzzled at each other, sharing quick kisses in between pleasuring his dick. The flavor of Daddy’s cock lingered on her lips. It was so exciting.
“Damn, this is the best sleepover ever,” groaned Sun. “Better than one of Donna’s lame parties.”
“Her dad isn’t as sexy as mine.”
“No,” Sun groaned. Then she swallowed the tip of Daddy’s cock. Sun bobbed her mouth, sucking as much of his dick into her mouth as she could.
Daddy groaned. I glanced up and saw his eyes watching us.
“Morning, Daddy,” I beamed.
“Mmm, morning,” he groaned. “I see you’re both being such good girls.”
“Always, Daddy,” I beamed as Sun sucked harder, noisier. Her saliva dribbled down his shaft, wetting our hands as we stroked him.
It was hot feeling Daddy’s eyes on us as I leaned over and licked at his shaft beneath Sun’s sucking lips. My tongue brushed my friend’s mouth. I kissed and nibbled on the sides of her lips as she bobbed and pleasured him. His groans grew louder. My free hand cupped his balls, full of his incestuous seed. I couldn’t wait for him to cum all over our faces.
“Such good girls,” he groaned as he stroked my braid.
A pleased shudder ran down to my dripping pussy. I squeezed my thighs tighter together and nibbled and sucked on his shaft as Sun bobbed her mouth faster and faster, eager to give Daddy every ounce of her pleasure.
And then the phone rang. It was Mom calling, I could tell by the ringtone. So chipper and cheery, just like her. Sun popped her mouth off Daddy’s cock, her eyes wide, her lower lip trembling as Daddy reached for his phone charging on the nightstand.
“Don’t stop,” he commanded as he picked up his phone.
Daddy gave us an order. I sucked his cock into my mouth, tasting Sun’s saliva on it. I bobbed my mouth. My cheeks hollowed. Sun leaned down and licked at his shaft, but her eyes were still nervous. She couldn’t believe he was answering the phone while we blew them.
“June,” Daddy said.
I couldn’t quite hear my mom’s words, only the sound of her voice. A thrill went through me. She was taking care of her parents after my grandpa’s hip surgery, and I was taking care of Daddy with my mouth and sharing my best friend with him. Mom never did that. She never brought Daddy the tight, barely legal cunt he craved.
I did.
I sucked harder, bobbing my head as Daddy listened to Mom updating him on my grandparents. I swirled my tongue about his dick and savored the flavor of his precum leaking into my mouth as I pleasured him.
“I’m glad your parents are doing well,” Daddy said. “When do you expect to be home?” I didn’t catch the answer, but Daddy said, “No changes. Okay.” Pause. “Yes, Melody is being a good girl. She had Sun spend the night.” Daddy laughed. “Yes, yes, they’ve both been such good girls. You would be proud of Melody.”
I smirked. Mom would be furious if she knew I was sucking Daddy’s cock. My pussy ached. I wanted to masturbate, but a good girl only cums when Daddy orders. I slid my mouth up his cock until I held only the tip, then I swirled my tongue around it.
Daddy groaned.
“And have you been good?” he asked. “No masturbating.” Mom’s answer brought a smile to his lips. “I knew you would be good. I missed you.” Her answer sounded throaty. “Yes, I am. I’m pretending you’re sucking me. That your mouth is wrapped right around the tip and swirling about it.”
Daddy stared at me, and I realized a new game was about to begin. Sun sucked harder on his balls as I kept my tongue swirling. Daddy groaned as Mom gave an answer. This was so wicked. Mom thought they were having phone sex.
“And then your mouth slides down, taking more and more of my cock,” Daddy groaned. “Like the good girl that you are, June.”
I obeyed. I slid my mouth farther and farther. My tongue slid along the shaft. And then his dick brushed the back of my throat. I sucked and pleasured him. Sun’s fist, sliding up and down his shaft, brushed my lips while she flashed me a wicked smile.
“Your dad is crazy,” she mouthed.
“Yes, you deep-throat it.” Daddy’s hand tightened on the back of my head. “Relax your throat and swallow every inch of my cock like a good girl.”
My mom’s throaty response was loud and clear, “Yes. I love deep-throating your cock, Master.”
Daddy’s hand was firm on the back of my head. He wanted me to take more of his cock. I had heard of this. Girls at school whispered about deep-throating. I had to please Daddy and be a good girl. Besides, if my mom did this for him, then so could I.
“Yes, yes, relax that throat and swallow my cock,” groaned Daddy.
“Do it,” Sun hissed.
I relaxed my throat as Daddy’s hand forced my mouth down his cock. I angled my head, letting his dick slid into my gullet. It was so hard. I wanted to gag. I smiled around his dick, remembering a trick I had learn to suppress it. His dick slid deeper and deeper. Into my throat. It grew harder to breathe as my little throat constricted about his dick.
“Yes, you’re taking every inch of my dick,” groaned Daddy. “Such a good girl.”
“Always,” Mom moaned, her voice loud. Was she masturbating? She thought Daddy was talking to her.
I wanted to shove my hand between my thighs. I would cum in seconds. I fought the urge as my lips pressed into Daddy’s curly pubic hair. I took every inch of his cock down my throat like a good girl.
A surge of pride shot through me. I moaned and shuddered about his cock. The urge to masturbate swelled in me. It was so hard to resist the hot urge. Especially as Daddy let out a groan of pure satisfaction.
“You wicked slut,” Sun whispered, nuzzling into my ear. “You swallowed every inch of your dad’s cock. Ooh, you are amazing.”
“Damn,” Daddy groaned. “You did it. Daddy’s good girl did it.”
“Yes,” my mom hissed. She was on speaker phone. That was why I could hear her so clearly now.
“Now start bobbing,” Daddy groaned. “Fuck that hot mouth up and down my cock.”
“I will, Master,” moaned Mom.
And so would I.
“Do you like my hot mouth sliding up and down your cock, Master?”
Daddy groaned as I slid my mouth up his cock. It popped out my aching throat. I sucked the entire way until only the tip was in his mouth. And then he pushed me back down. His dick pressed at my throat. I swallowed him again. It was easier this time. My throat stretched.
His cock dived down my esophagus. I moaned and hummed, pleasing him, loving his groans as Mom moaned in the background, masturbating, thinking she was having hot phone sex. My fingers curled.
I needed to cum so badly. My pussy burned.
“Do you like my mouth sliding up and down your cock, Master?”
“Yes. You’re doing so good. Such a good girl.”
“I love to please you, Master.”
“Your mom is a freak,” Sun giggled in my ear. “I love it.”
So did I.
Daddy fucked my mouth up and down, pushing on my head and pulling on my braid. Faster and faster. He groaned and squirmed, the muscles in his chest rippling. Sun went back to nuzzling at his balls, massaging them, building up the cum.
“Are you going to cum, Master?” moaned Mom, her voice breathy. I could hear her fingers working in and out of her wet pussy. “Are you going to cum in my mouth? Or do you want to dump it on my face?”
“Your face,” groaned Daddy. “I want to cover my good girls with my cum.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom hissed, not hearing the plural on girls. “Do it. Cover your slave with your cum. Reward your good girl.”
“Yes,” Daddy growled.
He ripped my mouth off his cock by my braid. The pain flared. I loved it. Sun pressed her cheek next to mine as we jerked his cock. We aimed it right at our faces. Daddy’s face contorted. He growled into the phone as his pleasure built.
“Cum on my face, Master!”
“Yes,” I mouthed. “Do it, Daddy.”
“Fuck,” he snarled and his dick erupted. “I’m cumming! I’m covering your face.”
Thick, hot, salty jizz splattered our faces. Daddy’s dick erupted and bathed us with lines of his cum. He grunted with each one while Mom moaned in the background. The cum dribbled down my face to my lips.
My tongue flashed out and captured the incestuous seed.
Then Sun kissed me. I moaned, our cum-stained lips working together as more jizz dripped to our mouths. We shared it, our arms wrapping about each other. Our naked breasts touched, our nipples kissed, as we enjoyed Daddy’s cum.
“Yes, yes, yes. Oh, Master, may I cum?” moaned Mom. “This is so hot. I haven’t cum all week.”
“You may, slave,” groaned Daddy.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom moaned over speaker phone as Daddy watched us kiss and lick and enjoy his cum. Our tongues explored each other’s faces, licking, gathering up every line of his spunk that we could find. I loved the salty flavor of Daddy’s jizz on my mouth.
“Oh, Master, I love you,” Mom purred, clearly savoring her orgasm.
“I love you,” Daddy answered, his voice soft. “I miss you.”
“Miss you, too.”
My body trembled as I rolled on top of Sun, our naked bodies pressed together as we stretched over Daddy’s legs. We squirmed. My hard clit brushed her pubic mound, sending a spark of delight through my body.
“But I’m glad Melody’s taking care of the house and you.”
“She’s a good girl,” Daddy said, watching us hump our pussies together as we kissed.
“I have to go. I need to start breakfast.” Mom sighed. “I miss you so much.”
“Bye,” Daddy said and hung up. Then he grinned. “Do I need to take a hose to you two?”
“No, Daddy? May we cum?”
“No.”
“Fine, Daddy.” I moaned, forcing myself to roll off of Sun. it was so hard. I needed my release so badly. Sun let out a frustrated moan.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged.
He shook his head. “I’m taking you shopping. I want you both on the edge. No cumming until I say so.”
“Yes, Daddy,” we both groaned together.
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It was awkward walking into the mall with a vibrator shoved into my pussy, held in place by my panties. It was thick and every step shifted it around inside me. It had a small tongue pressing on my clit, designed to stimulate it along with my pussy. It was a special vibrator with a built-in Bluetooth.
Daddy could control it remotely with an app on his smart phone.
Sun walked with a wide-legged gait beside me, her first ever butt plug inserted into her ass. I put it in myself after tonguing and lubing her ass after breakfast. She had made the cutest sounds when I inserted it into her rear. Like mine, it was also Bluetooth enabled, with a little glowing, blue light on the butt plug.
Modern technology was amazing.
We walked on either side of Daddy when we entered the mall. My nipples were so hard beneath the spaghetti strapped top I wore. With no bra, they were so obvious poking against the pale-blue material. My brown hair was combed and neatly braided once more, falling down to the top of my ass and swaying with my gait.
And my poor pussy was on fire. I had been on edge all morning. Showering with Daddy was torture. Sun and I had to wash his magnificent body while our poor pussies were on the verge of erupting. Then he jerked his dick and watched us wash each other. He came, splattering our bodies with his jizz as we rubbed each other’s cunts and fought off our orgasms.
He loved it. I could see it in his eyes. Watching us strive to be good girls and not orgasm, to submit to his wishes, made him so excited. It was what he wanted from us. It was how we showed him our love.
And even though it left me a horny, frustrated ball of sensations just itching to explode, I loved being denied. I knew when I did have my orgasm, it would be spectacular. It would be a mind-numbing release that would leave me quaking.
It would be worth it.
Sun and I cooked breakfast together. Well, I cooked and Sun tried to help. She was helpless in the kitchen. She never let her mom teach her, rebelling against her family’s traditional ways, only to end up wanting to be like that for Daddy. To serve him with me. She found it hot to pour him coffee and make sure his needs were met before ours.
Then Daddy whipped out his toys. They were brand new, fresh from the package. Apparently, he ordered them on Monday and they arrived at his office yesterday. A wonderful surprise for us. Something my mom hadn’t experienced.
The first place Daddy led us to was the jewelry store. He walked in and went straight for the choker style necklaces. He browsed them while Sun and I stood behind him, trembling and squirming, both of us on fire from walking with our sex toys.
Finally, Daddy found one he liked, a thin, gold chain with a unicorn charm dangling at the end. He held it up. “Do you know the significance of this, Melody?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Think about your Mom. What does she always wear?”
I frowned, my eyebrow furrowing. I pictured my mom—a brunette like me, her braided hair falling down past her ass, hazel eyes, delicate face, busty in her conservative dresses, and a heart-shaped locket hanging from a gold choker.
“Mom always wears the locket,” I said.
“It’s her slave collar,” Daddy answered. “She wears it to show off her submission to me.”
“And is that my collar, Daddy?” I stared at the unicorn, trembling.
“Do you want it to be? If you accept it, it means you’ll always be my slave.”
“Even when Mom comes back?”
Daddy didn’t answer me. He just stared at me, waiting for my answer.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Then you have to earn it. You have to prove to me that you’re my submissive. My good girl.”
“Haven’t I?” I swallowed.
“You’re doing a wonderful job so far.” He stroked my cheek.
“And what about me?” Sun asked, biting her lip.
“You’re just having fun. This isn’t what you really want.” But Daddy grinned at her. “Of course, any time you want to have fun and pretend to be my good girl, you’re welcome to, Sun.”
She smiled and nodded her head. Joy rippled through me. I was Daddy’s true good girl.
“Now here’s some money. Go, shop.” Daddy pulled out two fifty dollar bills, both crisp and fresh, and handed one each to us.
I beamed at the money. “Anything?”
“Anything,” he nodded. “I’ll be in the food court.”
Fifty dollars to spend on anything. I grinned and then Sun and I darted out of the jewelry store. My vibrator shifting in my excited pussy. We burst out into the mall concourse, our flip-flops slapping on the tiled floor, and giggled at each other.
“Where should we go?” I asked.
“I need makeup,” Sun grinned. “And a new purse.”
I nodded my head and we headed through the mall. We darted into a boutique and browsed for makeup, giggling at the different colors of lipstick. She found a bright-blue one and I rolled my eyes as she sniggered. We worked through it, examining everything.
I snagged several tubes of lipstick, a bright red one, my favorite pink, and a darker maroon. Sun found eyelash wings and giggled as she imagined her long, flowing eyelashes as she fluttered her eyes.
“You’ll make all the boys cum in their pants,” I giggled.
“That’s the plan. Now that my cherry’s gone, I’m going to have fun.”
“Well, I just need to please one man,” I grinned.
We wondered into the small jewelry section, and Sun giggled as she noticed the nipple piercings. She grabbed a pair of silver barbell-style piercings and held them over the nubs tenting the front of her pink tanktop. She did a hip shake.
“Do you think I would look hot with pierced nipples?”
“So hot,” I grinned, and then I snagged a bellybutton charm with a dangling, teardrop, fake ruby. I pulled up my top enough to expose my bellybutton and held the small, white placard with the charm against it, shifting my hips, the charm dangling.
“Ooh, yes, that’s so you,” she grinned.
“Do you think Daddy would like it?”
“Maybe a clit piercing.” Sun grabbed a ring off another rack. “Look at this.” She held it against her jean shorts. “Imagine this glistening right here.”
An older woman glanced at us and shook her head. Sun stuck her tongue out at her and the woman stomped off. “Prude,” Sun muttered. “Ooh, yes, I need this. I have to find a way to get my clit pierced.”
“I don’t know if Daddy would want that. It might ruin the girlish look of being shaved.”
“True.” Sun shuddered and put it back. Then she gushed, “Oh, my god, look at these earrings.”
The vibrator hummed to life inside of me.
I gasped in shock. I had almost forgotten it was in me. I had worn it for over an hour, my pussy getting used to it. And then my stomach contorted. I groaned, grasping the shelf for support as the vibrator churned my insides.
“Oh, fuck,” Sun gasped. Her back straightening, her hands reaching behind her to grab my ass. “oh, my god. It’s humming. Oh, fuck. That’s…that’s…”
I nodded my head. I had felt nothing like the humming, churning, vibrating bliss flowing out of my pussy. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut as I fought against the pleasure coursing through me. The teasing tongues vibrated against my clit, stimulating the bud, sending jolts of bliss racing through me. I squirmed, my hands clenching on the shelf.
“Oh, damn,” groaned Sun. “Oh, wow, that’s good.”
“We can’t cum,” I groaned. “We have to be good girls.”
“Shit,” Sun panted. “Fu…” her words trailed off.
“Are you two okay?” a woman said behind us.
I turned and a woman in her late thirties, a name tag pinned to her blouse, gave us a motherly smile. My cheeks reddened as the vibrator hummed inside of me. Could she hear it? I could. It sounded so loud.
“We’re fine.” My eyes widened. The last word rose in a sharp octave as the vibrator hummed even harder, churning my pussy to a hot froth. “Just goofing off.”
“I understand,” the woman said. “But you need to be mindful of the other patrons.”
“Yes,” Sun squeaked, her voice tight, her slanted eyes wide. “We’re…sorry…”
“Oh, what a cute pair of earrings,” the woman said, not realizing we were both on the verge of cumming. “They would look gorgeous on your small lobes, dear.”
“Thanks.” Sun’s face contorted.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
Sun just nodded, biting her lips. Her flushed face broke out in a sheen of sweat as she squirmed. I knew what she felt. Bliss radiated out from my pussy. An orgasm swelled through me. I wanted to cum so badly.
And then my phone chirped. A text. I fumbled it out, knowing who it was from. I looked at the screen. “Cum.”
“Yes, yes, she’s fine,” I moaned as I obeyed Daddy. I stopped fighting my orgasm. I shuddered before the older woman. She could be my mother. It was so wrong. I clenched my hands on the shelf as I relaxed myself into the bliss.
“So fine,” groaned Sun through grit teeth. “Th-thank you.”
My orgasm exploded through me. The humming toy intensified it. The ripples of bliss shot through my body, filling every inch of me. My knees buckled as a moan escaped my lips. I collapsed onto the floor, groaning, shuddering, writhing in ecstasy.
“Are you okay?” the woman gasped, clueless that I was having the orgasm of my life.
The bliss hit my mind. Stars danced before me as I stared at the floor. My spasmed about the humming device. My poor pussy felt numb from the wonderful vibrations. The toy kept buzzing, kept pleasing me. The orgasm wouldn’t stop.
It kept pouring through me. I fought so hard not to scream out how wonderful it was. The woman knelt, touching my shoulders. Her words fell on deaf ears. Just the fact she watched me and didn’t know what was happening intensified my ecstasy.
It was so much. Daddy was so cruel and wonderful all at the same time. He tortured me.
My fingers scratched at the linoleum. More groans escaped me as I squirmed. My tart musk filled my nose as my pussy juices soaked through my panties and dribbled down my thighs. The woman stroked my shoulders, her hands so soothing and so erotic all at the same time.
And then the vibrations ended.
I sucked in deep breaths as the pleasure faded. I sat up, giving the woman a flushed smile. “Sorry,” I said. “Just something…I ate.”
“Oh, you poor thing.”
“But I feel better now,” I groaned.
“Let me help you up.”
I nodded, my legs wobbly after my orgasm. Sun stared at me with wide eyes. She still trembled and squirmed, her butt plug teasing her. “Did you cum?” she mouthed.
“Yes,” I breathed. “Wow.”
Sun nodded her agreement.
“Do you need anything?” the woman asked. “Water?”
“We’re fine,” I said, my cheeks burning with embarrassment now. She had seen me cum.
Sun and I paid for our purchases. She squirmed the entire time, her butt plug humming happily away inside of her. We headed to a different store to buy our new purses. As we browsed, Sun leaned over and whispered, “It’s humming faster and faster. Your dad keeps upping the settings. This is torture.”
“I bet,” I whispered.
We bought our new purses and left the store. We were almost out of money now. Poor Sun trembled and bit her lip, fighting off the sensation in her ass. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were begging for mercy.
The humming returned to my pussy. A dull buzz, just enough to make my eyes widened and a small gasp to escape my lips. I squirmed as we walked through the mall, my breathing quickened, my nipples so hard I thought they might rip through my top.
“It’s starting for you again?” Sun groaned. Her face contorted and she clenched her teeth. “Damn, damn, damn. I want to just cum. I’m not his actual slave, like you. I don’t have to fight this.”
“You don’t,” I agreed.
“But it’s so hot,” she groaned. Her hands pressed to her belly. “Fuck, I’m on the edge. I need it so badly. I can’t believe how amazing this feels vibrating in my ass.”
I leaned over and gave her a hug and a quick kiss on the lips. Then my phone chirped. I broke away and pulled my phone out, reading the text from Daddy. “We need to go to the fountain.”
The mall had a huge fountain of splashing dolphins all squirting water out of their playful mouths. People threw coins in to make wishes all the time. I loved to do it. I shoved my hand into my purse as we rushed to the fountain, my vibrator humming faster and faster, and fished out a coin.
I knew the wish I would make.
A large crowd, as always, gathered by the fountain. People tossed in coins as they passed. The splashing water echoed over the buzz of their talking voices. Daddy sat on a lone bench at the edge. It was a quiet spot in the fountain area, no stores nearby, so not as much foot traffic where he sat. A good place to people watch.
Sun and I stopped before him, squirming, groaning, our faces flushed. Poor Sun rubbed at her jean shorts, her fingers stroking her groin. She had such a prominent cameltoe right now, her pussy plump and engorged, a wet spot soaking through the denim.
“Come sit on my lap, Melody,” Daddy said, pulling aside the bag he had on his lap. “Be a good girl and plop that ass right on Daddy’s big dick.”
His cock was exposed and covered in glistening lube. I bit my lip and looked around. No one was watching us. I turned and Daddy’s hand went beneath my skirt. He pulled my panties to the side as I sat down gingerly. The tip of his dick slid into my butt-crack. I groaned as I shifted, guiding it to my sphincter.
I sank down on him.
“Oh, fuck,” Sun panted as I sank slowly down onto Daddy’s cock, the vibrator humming away in my pussy.
My eyes bulged. I had taken his cock last night. He was thick. But now the vibrator also filled my pussy. I had both holes stuffed. It made his cock feel even thicker in my ass. I bit my lip to avoid moaning and drawing attention to us as I settled down on his dick, my skirt hiding how obscene we were right now.
“There, that’s my good girl,” Daddy groaned. Then he looked up at Sun. “Why don’t you go make a wish in the fountain? After you do, you may cum.”
Sun looked over her shoulder at all the people. “I…I have to…”
Daddy nodded his head.
Sun swallowed and pulled a coin out of her jean shorts pocket. She held it in her tight fist as she marched to the fountain, her ass swaying. I groaned and shifted on Daddy’s cock, stirring it in my ass as Daddy pulled out his phone and tapped the screen, controlling our toys.
“Oh, Daddy,” I gasped as the vibrator hummed louder.
“You can cum, too,” Daddy whispered in my ear.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I moaned, my heart racing. People passed us by, but no one commented on me sitting on my daddy’s lap. Yes, eighteen was too old to do it, but I didn’t care.
Not with his dick lodged into my ass. This was so hot. No one knew the taboo incest going on right beneath their noses. That my barely legal cunt was stuffed with a humming vibrator and my daddy’s big, thick dick filled my ass.
It was so hot. I squirmed and clenched down on his girth. My nipples tingled beneath my top as my clit ached from the vibrations. I wanted to scream as my orgasm swelled. I kept shifting, my body twisting at the naughty pleasure.
I was Daddy’s good girl. His sex slave. I would do anything for him. This had to prove I was worthy of a choker.
Sun reached the fountain. She tossed in her coin. Daddy tapped the phone, pushing up a slider to its maximum setting. My vibrator didn’t hum louder but I saw Sun’s legs tremble through the people. Then she fell to her knees and screamed out her bliss.
People paused, staring at the girl kneeling before the fountain, gasping and moaning. Her ass wiggled. I caught sight of it between people’s legs as they watched her. I groaned, my hips shifting more.
Daddy’s hands grasped my waist and slid me up his lubed cock. My bowels burned at the friction. My pussy ached. The vibrations were amazing. My clit was teased as Daddy’s strong arms bulged. He fucked me like a sex toy up and down his ass, the crowd distracted by Sun’s loud orgasm.
“That’s it, slut,” Daddy groaned. “Make Daddy cum before we’re caught. Make him explode in your tight ass.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I panted, my head lolling.
This was so hot. No one glanced at us as Daddy slid my body faster and faster up and down his cock. I trembled and gasped, the pleasure building in side of me. My top slid up, his hands gripping my bare belly, so strong.
My head lolled back. The pleasure swelled inside of me. I had permission to cum, too. I bit my lip, not wanting to be loud like Sun, and shuddered as my pussy and asshole spasmed. The friction increased in my bowels, adding to the bliss exploding in my pussy. The humming vibrator teased my clit and churned waves of rapture through my body.
I grunted, “Daddy, Daddy, yes,” beneath my breath as my body churned with pleasure. “Oh, Daddy, this is so hot.”
“Yes,” he groaned, sliding me faster and faster.
I loved it. His dick felt as good as the vibrator. My legs kicked and my toes curled against my flip-flops I clenched my teeth as the rapture swelled in me. My body squirmed as the pleasure increased.
And no one noticed. They were all fixated on Sun. Murmuring, wondering what was wrong with her. Several people knelt beside her, comforting her. She raised a head, her orgasm past, but she still trembled.
No one knew she was a naughty slut, too.
“Work that ass,” Daddy grunted, sliding me faster. “We don’t want to get caught. You need to make Daddy cum.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I panted, the vibrator churning another orgasm through me.
I groaned and grunted, my hips swiveling as Daddy fucked me on his cock. It was so hot. His dick stabbed so deep into me. I moaned and gasped quietly. My eyes stared at all the oblivious people. We fucked right under their noses.
“Cum in me, Daddy,” I groaned. “Flood your daughter’s ass with your cum. Do it before we’re caught. We’ll get in so much trouble. You’re such a bad daddy for doing this to your daughter.”
“Mmm, but you’re such a good girl for letting me.”
“Yes, yes, you’re good girl,” I panted. “I’m yours, Daddy. Yours. You own me. Anything you want. I’m your slave. Let me be your salve. Cum in me and let me be your loving slave.”
Daddy groaned. He slammed me down his cock. His hips bucked beneath me while his hands squeezed my sides. I gasped as his cum splashed into my ass. Hot, thick spurts of incestuous spunk filling me up in the mall.
No one knew. It was our taboo secret.
I loved it. My back arched as my bowels milked his cock. I moaned through clenched teeth, my orgasm peaking inside of me. Daddy groaned as the final spurt erupted into my asshole. His hands relaxed.
“Oh, that was good,” he panted. “So good.” His hand fumbled for his phone on the bench. He shut off the app.
My vibrator died.
“You need to get off me before anyone notices.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I panted. I quickly rose, groaning as his dick popped out of my asshole. I pushed my panties back in place, capturing the flood of his jizz while he quickly zipped up.
“Go check on Sun,” he said. “I’ll be at the car.”
I nodded, my coin clutched tightly in my fist. Daddy stood and walked away as I pushed through the crowd to my friend. Sun stood on wobbly legs. “I’m fine,” she told everyone. “I’m so sorry. I get…these stomach cramps sometimes. It was a bad one.”
“We should call your parents,” a woman said.
“Or 911,” groaned a man.
“No, no, I’m fine.” She spotted me. “There’s my friend. We were just leaving. Right?”
I nodded my head and reached her. I gave her a friendly hug. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Sun beamed at me. “Absolutely.”
“See, she’s fine,” I said. “My dad’s waiting to pick us up.”
The crowd broke up around us, walking away, a few giving us strange looks. I didn’t care. Let them suspect Sun came. None of them knew I had my daddy’s cum leaking out of my ass and flooding my panties.
I threw my coin in and made my wish: Let me be Daddy’s sex slave forever.
Sun hook her arm with mine, her shopping bags clutched in her hand. Daddy had taken mine. “So, how was it?”
“The best,” I answered as we walked away from the fountain. “And how was cumming in front of half the mall?”
She grinned. “I think I’m an exhibitionist. I kept cumming and cumming as they watched me. Some were filming.”
“You wicked slut,” I laughed.
“You’re one to talk with a load of your daddy’s cum in your ass.”
I beamed at her. As we walked out of the mall, I knew my wish would come true. I would be Daddy’s sex slave. He wouldn’t need Mom at all.
Melody is excited to see her Daddy’s dungeon. She wants to be a good girl and please him!Becoming Daddy’s Good Girl Chapter Three: Sleepover Bondage By mypenname3000
I wanted to skip as I walked down the street to Sun’s house. I wanted to throw my arms wide and skip, my body bursting with joy. Such excitement burned inside of me. Tonight was Friday. Tonight, Sun was spending the night and Daddy would make her into a good girl, too. We would go down into the basement and see Daddy’s workshop.
My eighteen-year-old body trembled in delight.
I loved being Daddy’s good girl. I was so glad my mom had to go out of town for three weeks to help my grandparents out. And I was really glad she took my annoying twin sister Alice with her. Alice was not a good girl for anyone, even Daddy.
While Mom was gone, it was up to me to take care of Daddy. I doubted she expected me to fulfill all her wifely duties, like have sex with Daddy. But I loved it. I loved being submissive to Daddy. I loved cleaning the house naked while he was at work, a butt plug inserted into my asshole. I loved waiting for him to come home so I could massage his feet and hear about his day. And I loved it when he bent me over the dining room table and fucked me in lieu of dessert.
I knew it was wrong for a father to make-love to his daughter. I just didn’t care. Incest was the best. It was so hot to feel Daddy’s cock plunge into my pussy. He would fuck me so hard. I would gasp and moan, his taboo dick filling every inch of my barely legal cunt. The forbidden thrill made me cum so hard every time.
I hoped Mom never came back. She could stay with my grandparents and stupid Alice forever. Daddy didn’t need her. He had me.
Tonight, Daddy planned on making Sun his good girl, too. She was sleeping over so she could have her cherry popped. I couldn’t wait to watch my best friend submit to my daddy’s lust. It was why I was bursting with excitement and wanted to skip.
But I couldn’t. I had a butt plug shoved into my asshole.
It was the thickest one yet. Since Tuesday, I had worn a different one each day, the diameters growing bigger and bigger. This morning I had grown so hard as Daddy inserted it into my backdoor. I couldn’t help but squeal in excitement as he did it—the butt plug was almost as wide as his cock.
I was almost ready to please him with anal sex.
Only Sun knew just how wicked I was. None of my other friends, who claimed to have had sex, could know that I wasn’t a virgin any longer. They wouldn’t understand like Sun did that incest was something wonderful and not something disgusting.
I wanted to skip so bad, but walking with the butt plug was interesting enough. I was so aware of the toy moving in my bowels with every step. I walked with a wide gait, not wanting to keep my legs tightly closed. It caused my tight skirt to ride up my thighs, and I kept having to tug it down to keep from flashing my naked ass and pussy.
Today, Daddy commanded me to go to Sun’s. He allowed me to dress since I was leaving the house, but he forbade me any underwear.
My pussy was so wet. And not just from the stimulation of the butt plug. Men and boys kept glancing at me as I walked down the sidewalk, my flip flops smacking. My dress showed off my young charms and they were appreciated. At any moment, my skirt may ride up enough to flash a bit of naked asscheek or to let them catch a glimpse of the brown muff covering my pussy.
It was torture. Such wonderful, sweet torture. My clit throbbed, peeking out of its little sheath and kissed by the warm, summer air wafting up between my thighs. The air teased the rest of my pussy, my damps lips feeling so cool. My fingers itched to rub my pussy.
I wouldn’t.
And not just because I was in public. A good girl only cums when her Daddy gives her permission. And I didn’t have permission to cum when Daddy wasn’t around. So I had to endure the butt plug and the thrill of my short skirt and no panties.
When I reached Sun’s house, I was flushed and breathing heavily. I rang the doorbell and pushed my skirt down as I waited. A few moments later, Sun’s mother opened the door. Mrs. Paik was a short, Korean woman with her black hair permed.
“Oh, hi, Melody,” she smiled. “Boy, did you run all the way from your house?”
“Yes,” I lied. I felt like I had even though a slow walk was all I could manage without flashing my rear. “Is Sun home.”
“She’s upstairs.” The older woman turned and called, “Sun, your friend’s here.”
An explosion of noise came from upstairs as Sun burst out of her bedroom and scampered across the hallway. Sun knew I was on the way. I sent her a Snapchat of my butt plug buried in my ass before I left. Her footsteps thundered down the stairs and then her petite form appeared. She had boyish hips and only small breasts covered by a thin camisole she was wearing as a top. The frilly hem reached the waistband of her jean shorts.
“Melody,” she squealed and hugged me. She smelled so sweet and her body felt so nice. “We’re all set in the bathroom.”
“Bathroom?” frowned her mother.
“Yes, yes, we’re trying out new makeup, Mom,” Sun lied easily. “To be ready for our slumber party.”
“And there are no boys at the slumber party?”
“Of course not,” Sun said. “The only man that will be there is Melody’s dad.”
“Oh, okay,” she nodded. “Well, don’t make a mess, okay?”
Sun rolled her dark, slanted eyes. “Of course, Mom.”
“We won’t, Mrs. Paik,” I smiled.
Sun took my hand and jerked me hard. I rushed after her and raced up the stairs. My cheeks reddened as my skirt rode up my thighs. I hoped her mom wasn’t looking because she might see my pussy.
Sun led me around the corner and to the bathroom. We burst into it. It was spacious, as bathrooms went, with a tub-shower combination, large sink, and a toilet. Sitting on the sink was a pink razor, scissors, pink shaving cream, and a small plastic bowl filled with steaming water.
Daddy ordered me to have Sun shave my pussy bare. He liked bare snatch. Apparently, my mom kept herself bare for him. Sun also shaved her cunt. When I ate her pussy out Tuesday evening while Daddy fucked me from behind, I had discovered her smooth, yummy pussy.
“Let’s do this,” Sun said and grabbed the hem of my dress. She yanked it up over my body. I lifted my arms as my round breasts popped out and then she ripped the dress over my head. My braid got caught in the fabric, and she had to fight with it before it fell down my back.
Daddy liked his women to have braided hair. Sun’s was too short though. She had a cute bob that framed her round face. Her skin was a creamy, pale-olive shade. So exotic. Sun peeled off her chemise, baring her budding breasts and dark-brown nipples.
Mine were bright pink.
“So, this doesn’t hurt, right?” I asked as she wiggled out of her jean shorts and panties in one go.
“Nope,” she said. Her shaved pussy came into view. Her slit was sealed tight, girlish and innocent just the way Daddy liked them.
Soon mine would be, too.
“It’s not much different than shaving your legs. You just need to be careful. Don’t want to cut your naughty bits.”
“No,” I gasped, my bowels clenching on my butt-plug. That would be horrible.”
“So just relax and let me take care of business.”
I nodded and didn’t fight as she sat me down on the edge of the bath tub. She gathered her supplies and set them down before me and then sat cross-legged. She pushed my thighs apart, exposing my brown bush.
Her fingers caressed my curls and came away with droplets of my excitement. “Someone’s wet,” she said before bringing her fingers to her lips. “Mmm, that’s delicious.”
I blushed and squirmed. It wasn’t the first time she had licked my pussy. Tuesday night, after Daddy fucked me, she licked my pussy clean of Daddy’s cum and gave me such a hard orgasm. She had loved the taste of my tart pussy.
Well, it was only fair since I loved the taste of her spicy snatch.
“First, we trim you,” she said. “Can’t shave hair that long.”
I nodded my head as she grabbed the small pair of scissors. I swallowed as she brought them close to my pussy and began cutting. The hairs fell down to the towel the supplies were left on. I wanted to squirm, but I didn’t need her to cut more than my hair
She hummed as she sheared my pubic hair down to a short length. Already my pussy was easier to see, my clit pink and hard, pressing out of the folds of my vulva, a bit of my labia peeking out farther down. I didn’t have quite as tight a slit as Sun.
I had been fucked many times by Daddy’s cock.
“Someone’s come out to say hi,” Sun said then leaned over and licked my clit.
“Sun!” My body twitched as her tongue swirled around my nub. Sensations shot through me. “Stop that. I can’t cum. I’m not allowed. Don’t tease me.”
She gave me an innocent grin. “Sorry, I forgot.”
I narrowed my eyebrows. I knew that grin. She didn’t forget and she wasn’t sorry.
“Now it’s not much different than shaving your legs or pit.” She grabbed the shaving cream can. The pink foam wished out and expanded onto her palm. Then she leaned over and massaged it against my pussy. I groaned, closing my eyes as the sensations rippled through me.
“You like that, huh?” she asked. “Of course you do. You have a such a hot cunt. That’s why you let your daddy fuck you.”
“Yes,” I moaned and squirmed as she kept rubbing. It seemed like far more rubbing than was necessary, but it felt so nice so I didn’t object.
Finally, she was satisfied she had coated my pubic hair with enough foam. She grabbed the razor and I tensed. I didn’t like razors. Yes, I shaved with them, but there was something about them that unnerved me. I couldn’t watch people shave in movies. Even if they weren’t horror movies and nothing bad would happen.
So I closed my eyes and tensed, my bowels gripping the butt plug so hard as Sun leaned in. I felt her breath wash along my thigh and then the first touch of the razor. She swiped it down my pubic mound, the blade scraping, cutting my hair.
“See, it’s nothing to be afraid of,” she said as she swirled the razor blade through the hot water to clean it.
I looked down at the bare swath of my pudenda. Traces of pink foam clung to the now-smooth flesh. All my pubic hairs were gone. I relaxed a bit. “I guess not.”
Sun went to work, a serious expression on her face as she worked the razor, first shaving my pudenda bare. I tensed every time the razor came close to my pussy and clit, but she never cut me. Then she worked around my slit. She slid away from my vulva, the razor slicing through my hairs.
More and more of me was bare. I could see the details of my pussy slit revealed. She worked her way counterclockwise around my slit until I was all bare. Only small bits of pink foam streaked my vulva.
“Wow,” I whispered as she grabbed a towel and dried me.
I groaned as the terry cloth rubbed my bare pussy. It was so strange. I felt it touch me everywhere. No pubic hair cushioned the towel’s fibers. I trembled and my toes curled. Sun fixed me a wicked grin as she “dried me.” I moaned. The pleasure rippled through me. My breasts rose and fell as I squirmed.
“Sun,” I panted, the pleasure building inside of me as she teased me. “I’m clean. You can stop.”
“Fine,” she pouted and pulled the towel away. She grabbed a hand mirror and held it so I could get a clear look at my pussy.
I looked so girlish and innocent, a plump vulva, flushed surrounding my gash. “Wow,” I groaned. “Oh, wow, I look so hot.”
“Yes, you do,” she purred, licking her lips and set the mirror down. “Damn, you have a pretty pussy.”
“So do you,” I giggled.
My giggles turned to gasps as Sun buried her face between my thighs and attacked my bare pussy. Her tongue licked and slid up and down my flesh. I gasped and squirmed, struggling against the pleasure roaring through my flesh.
Her tongue was so nimble and agile. She ate my pussy different than Daddy. He was aggressive, his lips so strong. He dominated my pussy with broad licks. Sun teased it. Her tongue danced through my folds, never staying in one place long before she moved on to lick in a new space. She flicked up to my clit then dived down to probe my hole.
“No, no, no,” I moaned, squirming on the tub’s lip. “You can’t, Sun. You have to stop.”
“But your pussy is so pretty. I can’t. I have to lick it.”
My body shuddered as she kept tonguing me. My eyes rolled back in my head as I squirmed. It was so wonderful. I wanted to relax into her licking tongue and let her carry me off into explosions of bliss.
But Daddy didn’t want me to cum. I couldn’t be a bad girl.
“Please, Sun, stop. You’ll get me in trouble.”
“Your dad will never know,” she moaned between licks. Her eyes twinkled with mischief. “So relax and enjoy.”
“He’ll know because I’ll have to tell him,” I panted, my nipples aching. Her tongue was amazing. My orgasm built and built. It was so hard to object to the pleasure. But I didn’t want to be bad. I was a good girl. “Please, stop, Sun. Please.”
Sun licked a final time and lifted her face, her lips sticky with my juices. “Fine,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Be a good girl.”
“You want to be my daddy’s good girl, too,” I pointed out. “So you have to obey him.”
She grinned. “I do.” She stood up and leaned against the bathroom counter, her legs spreading, showing off her shaved-bare and dripping pussy. I caught her hot, spicy musk. “But he never said I couldn’t cum, right?”
“No,” I smiled as I stared at her. My pussy was on fire. It burned to be touched. I needed a distraction.
Licking Sun’s cunt looked like a great one.
I fell to my knees before my friend, eager to taste her pussy again. I licked my lips and leaned in. Her spicy musk filled my nose while her silky thighs rubbed on my cheeks. I neared her pussy lips, and then I brushed them with my mouth.
My tongue licked through her hot folds. Sun made such a purring, moaning sound. She undulated her hips and ground her face on me. I stroked her thighs as I pressed my lips into her wet petals, loving the feel of her cunt on my licking tongue and mouth. Her juices dribbled down my chin as I licked through her.
“That’s it,” Sun moaned, undulating her hips. “Oh, yes, yes. You’re such a great friend.”
I giggled. “Great friends lick each other’s pussies, huh?”
“Yes,” she nodded, her small, firm breasts jiggling.
She seized her brown nipples and pinched them as she undulated against me. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she squirmed and ground on me. My tongue slid through her folds, gathering her cream and savoring it.
I slid my hands up and down her thighs, loving how they felt as I squirmed beneath her. Licking her cunt only made me more excited, but I didn’t care. I could take being horny and frustrated for a few more hours. I wouldn’t stop loving my friend.
She shaved my pussy for me so I owed her.
Her hand seized my braid. She pulled on it as she ground her cunt on my face. She licked her lips and let out a low moan. My tongue licked faster and faster through her flesh. I teased her without mercy. I made her gasp and moan. Her head threw back, spilling with pleasure.
“Oh, yes, Melody. You’re so good at this. You’re such a wonderful friend. Oh, yes. Thank you for sharing your daddy with me and licking my pussy. Ooh, yes. We’re going to have so much fun tonight.”
“So much,” I panted between licks.
Her juices coated my face. I loved how sticky and warm they felt. I rubbed my face and cheeks into her pussy between licks. I reveled in her spicy musk. I squirmed my hips, my cunt itching to be touched. I squeezed her thighs to keep my hands from wondering as my tongue brushed her hymen.
Tonight, Daddy would pop this cherry. I explored the membrane with my tongue, finding a small hole I could almost wiggled my tongue all the way through. I didn’t want to try to hard. Daddy deserved to have her hymen intact.
“My daddy’s going to pop your cherry,” I moaned before licking up to her clit.
“Yes,” she hissed, her hips swiveling as she ground on my hungry mouth. “Yes, yes, yes. He’s pop my cherry while you watch. And then you’ll get to lick my pussy clean like I licked yours.”
I groaned, a wave of heat rushing from my pussy. I almost came at just the thought. I moaned about her clit and sucked so hard. I couldn’t wait for tonight. We would be so wild with Daddy. Sun I would never forget it.
Her back arched. She pulled hard on her nipples and then let out a shuddering moan. Her juices flooded my mouth as she came. She bucked and squirmed, grinding on my face. I gulped down every drop of her juices, my fingers biting into her thighs.
I wanted to rub my clit so hard and explode. I was so close to cumming. I knew it wouldn’t take much.
But I was strong.
“Holy shit,” Sun panted. “Damn, Melody, you are a wonderful pussy licker.”
I pulled my lips from her flesh and rose. I couldn’t help kissing her. Our breasts pressed together as our lips met in a hot, steamy kiss. She groaned, tasting her pussy on my lips. Her hands slid down, squeezing my ass, pulling me tight. I shuddered in her embrace.
When we broke the kiss, she purred, “Damn, we are going to have the best time ever tonight!”
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Sun and I both stood naked side-by-side before the front door as Daddy climbed out of his car. The moment we heard him pull into the driveway, we shot to the door. We were both so eager to greet him.
After shaving me this afternoon, Sun came over to my house. Of course, she stripped naked with me the moment we entered. We finished cleaning the house before having a light dinner of grilled-cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Daddy wanted us fed because the fun was starting as soon as he got home.
Sun trembled beside me as we waited for him to walk to the front door. She bit her lip and swallowed.
I flashed her a smile. “It’ll be okay. You’ll love having his cock in you.”
“Thanks,” she said.
His footsteps crunched. His blurry form appeared in the distorted glass of the door’s window. My hand reached out and snagged the door. I yanked it open as he mounted the porch. He stood so tall and powerful. Even in his suit, you could tell he was strong.
“Good evening, Daddy,” we both said together.
“Good evening,” he smiled, drinking in the sight of our eighteen-year-old bodies. He nodded his head in appreciation. The door was open. Anyone could see us.
The thrill made my pussy clench.
I took Daddy’s briefcase and tie while Sun took his suit jacket. The pair of us scrambled upstairs to put them away in his bedroom. Well, until Mom got back, it was my bedroom, too. I had slept here every night, my pussy soaked in incestuous seed.
We darted downstairs. Daddy waited for us, the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up, revealing muscular forearms covered in flames burning up from his wrist. “This is your chance to back down,” he said, glancing at Sun. “You don’t have to go into my workroom.”
“I want to,” she breathed.
“Then here are the ground rules. You do whatever I say, no questions ask,” he said. “If you balk, then you’ve been bad and I will spank you.”
We both nodded our heads.
“If you feel uncomfortable about something say red light. You won’t be bad if you say that.” “Red light?” I asked.
“It’s a safe word,” Sun said. “Right? For BDSM?”
Daddy nodded.
“Do you and Mom use safe words?”
He shook his head. “Not since before we married. She is my slave. She lives the lifestyle 24/7 when she’s home. She surrendered herself to me.”
I shuddered. I wanted that. “I…I won’t say it.”
A smile curled his lips. “That’s your choice.”
“I trust you, Daddy.”
The words made me tremble. They were so powerful to say. I trust you. Almost as powerful as another three words. His strong hand cupped my chin. His thumb stroked cheek. I shuddered. He leaned down and kissed me hard.
I moaned into his kiss. I felt Sun’s eyes watching, burning with envy. I didn’t care. She could watch Daddy and me share our taboo passion. I wouldn’t say the safeword. I trusted my daddy. He would never hurt me.
He broke the kiss and said, “Follow.”
Sun and I, holding hands, padded after Daddy. He headed to the basement. He opened the door and we headed down into it. It was a typical basement, though probably cleaner than most thanks to Mom’s efforts. Cardboard boxes were staked against the wall covered in my mom’s handwriting: Xmas Lights, Xmas Decorations, Halloween Decorations, Easter Decorations, Xmas Decorations, Alice’s Clothes, Melody’s Clothes, Alice’s Dolls.
I forgot my sister used to collect them as a child. Then she hit puberty and threw them all into a box.
Daddy walked to the plain, wooden door. I had never once been passed it. I always thought it was were Daddy did crafts or something. And sometimes he and Mom would disappear into there for hours. Now I understood after googling the internet.
It was a BDSM dungeon.
The door opened onto a dark room. Daddy stepped in and flicked on a light. It didn’t get much brighter. The walls were black and different from the bare, mortared cinder blocks of the rest of the basement. It was made of a spongy wood.
“Cork,” Sun said. “To muffle sound.”
Daddy nodded.
My eyes kept scanning. One entire wall was covered in paddles, flails, riding crops, and canes, each hanging from their own nail, neat and orderly—I sensed Mom’s hand. A shelf rose from floor to ceiling and spanned another wall. It was covered in all manner of sex toys. I blushed at the sight of dildos, vibrators, strings of beads. And there were furry handcuffs and restraints, strange bars with cuffs on both ends, alligator clamps, and more butt plugs—I knew where he got the ones he used on me. Beside the shelf was a chest. The third wall had a large, X shaped stand with cuffs hanging from the top.
“A Saint Andrew’s Cross,” Sun whispered as I stared on it.
“You’ve been googling BDSM?” Daddy asked as he stood in the middle.
“Yes, Daddy,” Sun said.
Daddy smiled. He liked being called that. “Now strip me, sluts.”
“Yes, Daddy,” with both said and hurried to him.
Our hands went to the buttons of his shirt. We both smiled at each other as we tried to reach for the top. I shifted to the next one down. We worked fast, our hands hopping past the other to unfasten the next button. We had his shirt open in record time. We pushed it off his shoulders exposing his muscular chest. Barbwire tattoos ran across his sculpted pecs. On his upper, right arm was a naked woman, kneeling, a collar about her neck connected to a leash.
Our hands caressed his muscles as our fingers descend to his pants. It was so hot to touch his rock-hard flesh. Sun beamed at me, her cheeks rosy. I smiled back as our fingers reached his belt together. We fumbled, the leather rasping. His cock tented his slacks.
Daddy was excited by his good girls.
The belt whisked as I pulled it through the loops while Sun attacked his fly. She unfastened his slacks and ripped the zipper down. Daddy wore dark-blue boxers, his cock eager to be seen. I set his belt on his dress shirt and knelt with Sun as we pulled down his slacks and boxers in one motion. His cock popped out, the tip beading with his precum.
It was so delicious. I leaned forward and licked the tip.
An angry growl escaped Daddy’s lips. I froze, my tongue on his cock, then pulled it back into my mouth and blushed. “Sorry, Daddy. I got excited.”
He nodded his head. “I was planning on saving the clamps for next time, but if you can’t control yourself.” He pointed at the shelf with all the BDSM and sex toy son it. “Grab a pair of the clamps and come back.”
Clamps? Where would he put them?
“Yes, Daddy.” I raced across the room as Daddy turned to Sun. She moaned as he kissed her. I could hear their lips working together and their soft moans.
A flash of jealous shot through me. But I held it in. I was Daddy’s Good Girl. Good girl’s didn’t get jealous. They did what made their daddies happy. If he wanted to kiss Sun, then he could. And I should be happy for him.
I raced back with the clamps. They were small and opened like alligator jaws. I grabbed the first pair I could find, the ends covered by soft, red velvet. I hoped that would make it hurt less. I reached Daddy and stood still, waiting for the kiss to finish.
Sun trembled when he broke the kiss with her and turned to me. He grinned as he took the clamps. He opened one and let it snap shut before me. “What are these?”
“I don’t know, Daddy.”
“Nipple clamps,” Sun said, a smile playing on her lips.
My nipples tingled. I fought the instinct to cover my nipples. Daddy would never hurt me. He might cause me pain, but that wasn’t the same. I trusted him. Mom played these games. And so could I. He brought the clamp close to my nipple. Opened it. And let it snap shut.
I flinched.
How much would it hurt?
He brought it closer and closer to my nipple. My trembles increased. Why was he taking his time? I wanted him just to get it over with. It was worse watching it slowly drift closer and closer, opening and closing. I squirmed, my bowels clenching on my butt-plug.
The jaws engulfed my nipple. He held them open. I bit my lip as I stared at my hard, pink nub jutting into those mouth. I squirmed. I wanted to flinch. I could stop this. I just had to say red light and it would all end.
No. I trusted my daddy. I would not say—
The clamp pinched shut on my nipple. My eyes widened. I let out a yelp of pain. My nipple throbbed in the clamp. Pressure ached at the tip. The pain shot through me. I shuddered and…and…
My pussy clenched.
I took the pain for Daddy. I was his good girl and submitted to his discipline. And that excited me. I took deep breaths, controlling the moans coming from my lips. Tears ran hot down my face. He tilted my head, staring into my eyes, the other clamp opening and closing before me. His thumb brushed a tear.
“You’re doing good, slut,” he praised. “You’re being such a good girl for Daddy.”
“Thank you,” I moaned.
As he stared at me, studying me, I realized he was making sure I could take the pain. He loved me so much he wanted to make sure I could handle—
He clamped my other nipple.
The pain shocked me. I grit my teeth and groaned through it. The pain flared for a moment and then dulled into a numb throb like the other. I stared down at my nipples. The clamps waved and bobbed as I shifted, pulling my nipples, adding little discomfort.
“Wow,” Sun whispered.
“Sun,” growled Daddy. “Move that slutty ass over to the box, open it, and pull out the red rope.”
“Yes, Daddy,” Sun gasped.
Her slim ass shook as she darted to the wooden chest. It was like a pirate’s chest, the corners and sides banded in dark metal. She fell to her knees and opened it. The chest creaked. I couldn’t see what was in it from my angle. She dug around. I caught glimpses of coiled ropes, rubber tubes, and a bag full of clothespins.
Clothespins? My eyes flicked down to my nipples.
She pulled out a coiled length of red rope and presented it to Daddy. He drabbed it and began uncoiling it. “I always love tying up your mother. We’ll do something simple to start out, let you get used to the rope.
“You’ll be tied up a lot, slut.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I squirmed, which made my breasts shake and the clamps pull on my nipples. I groaned at the sudden pain.
He smiled at that. He liked seeing me in discomfort. His dick throbbed so hard before him. He liked my submission to his desires. I licked my lips and obeyed his orders. He had me lie on my back. He wrapped the rope first about my right ankle with a looping knot. He worked so fast, wrapping it about my flesh. The rope fibers were rough. They abraded my skin. It itched and burned as he pulled it taught.
I accepted the discomfort to make him happy. My ass clenched on my butt plug as I squirmed. He looped the rope about my hips, my legs securely bound together by crisscrossing knots. Then he worked along my stomach. He made a spiderweb pattern across it as he worked higher and higher to my breasts.
“You’re just big enough to do this,” he smiled.
“Not like Alice,” I said. I always liked that I was bustier than my fraternal twin sister.
“Not like Alice,” Daddy agreed as he looped the rope about my right tit. He pulled it tight.
I gasped as it bit into my flesh and lifted my breast, topped by the nipple clamp, into a mound. My tit grew red and swollen. I groaned and squirmed. The robe chaffed at my sensitive flesh and my whole tit throbbed like my nipples.
Then he did my left breast. Sun knelt nearby, her eyes wide as he worked, her fingers clenching her thighs. I bet she wanted to rub her pussy. I knew I did. Despite all the pain and discomfort, I was so horny. My head swam. This was all so new and exciting.
Lastly, Daddy bound my hands together across my stomach. I couldn’t touch my pussy even if I had permission.
“Beautiful,” he grinned.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
His eyes flashed over to Sun. “Get your slutty ass over here now, girl.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she squeaked and hopped to her feet. She raced over, her small breasts jiggling. Her body was flushed, her pupils dilated, making her eyes seem even darker. Juices trickled down her thighs and adorned her shaved pussy.
“Time to have your cherry popped. Kneel over my daughter but don’t let your pussy touch her lips. I want her to watch while I pop your cherry. She deserves to see it up close.”
Sun’s eyes widened. “Yes, Daddy, she does.”
I squirmed, licking my lips. My best friend knelt over me, her virgin pussy just out of reach of my tongue. She squirmed as Daddy straddled me next, his huge cock thrusting before him aimed right at Sun’s virgin cunt. I wanted to reach up and grab it. I wanted to stroke him then guide him to Sun’s pussy. He deserved to fuck her cherry cunt. He deserved all the pussy he wanted.
“Fuck her, Daddy,” I moaned. “Do it. Pop the little slut’s cherry.”
“Yes,” Sun moaned, her hips shivering. “Ooh, I wish your were my biological father. This would be even hotter, Daddy.”
“Yes, it would.”
His cock touched her pussy lips. He stroked her ass with his left hand as his right rubbed his dick up and down her cunt. I licked my lips, my eyes locked on the tight, plump vulva parting around the very tip of his dick. He slid it down, found the entrance to her pussy, and thrust.
Sun gasped as her cherry popped. Daddy’s hairy balls swung forward and smacked into Sun’s clit. He buried into her in one smooth motion, ripping her hymen to shreds. Sun shuddered and trembled. She gasped and moaned.
“My Daddy’s in you,” I moaned as I squirmed. “His cock is in you, Sun. You’re being a good girl.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped. “Oh, wow, Melody. Oh, my god, a cock’s in me. Holy shit.”
Daddy drew back his cock. Her virgin juices stained his shaft pink. She didn’t bleed much. I licked my lips as a drop of spicy cream landed on my upper lip. I savored the flavor. Then Daddy thrust in again.
Sun gasped and bucked. Her moans echoed through the dungeon. Daddy’s cock drew back and slammed in over and over. He fucked my friend so hard. I stared up at them, trembling, watching, my body squirming in the ropes. It was so hot. Her pussy clung tight to his wide shaft. Her pussy looked so small compared to his dick. He stretched her open.
It was wonderfully obscene.
Daddy grunted with his strokes, savoring her tight cunt. I bit my lip, wanting to lift my body up and lick her cunt and Daddy’s cock all at the same time. It would be so hot. I craned my head, but bound I couldn’t leverage myself up or use my elbows to help.
My tongue wiggled just out of reach.
“Oh, my god, Melody,” she gasped. “Daddy’s fucking me. He’s ramming his huge cock in me.”
“He is,” I moaned.
“Oh, god, I’m going to cum. This is so hot. He’s in me so deep. He’s filling me up. This is so wonderful.”
“Thank him,” I moaned, squirming, my nipples waving. My breasts and nipples both throbbed in wonderful agony.
“Thank you, Daddy,” moaned Sun. “Thank you for fucking my virgin pussy with your big, thick cock.”
“I always fuck slutty good girls,” he growled. “Shit, yes. Take my cock.”
“I am.”
His strokes grew wilder. She rocked into him. His balls smacked over and over into her clit. The sound echoed through the room. Her juices dripped on my face. I loved them. Hot drops that perfumed the air with her spicy musk. Sun’s moans grew louder. Her small breasts jiggled. She leaned her head down, grunting as she took Daddy’s dick.
Sun came.
Her screams were so loud. Her juices flooded out around Daddy’s cock. They splashed onto my face. I opened my mouth wide, drinking the cream. I savored how delicious they tasted in my mouth. I swirled them through my mouth as I savored them.
“Cum in me,” moaned Sun. “Please, please, please. Dump your cum in my cunt.”
“But my other good girl needs my cock,” he growled and ripped his dick from Sun’s cunt. Her once tight pussy gaped open. I could see into her pink depths as Daddy forced her ass down. Her pussy smothered my mouth.
I groaned, licking. Sun squirmed on me. I couldn’t see any longer. But I felt Daddy. He lifted my hips up as my tongue flew through my friend’s pussy. My bound legs went over his right shoulder as he lifted me. His hands stroked my ass then his fingers dipped in and found the butt plug.
He ripped it out.
I groaned and shuddered as my ass was suddenly empty after a day of being filled. I tongued Sun faster. I knew what was about to happen. He was about to take my anal cherry. My last virgin hole. My toes curled.
I was ready for it.
“Fuck my ass, Daddy,” I moaned into Sun’s pussy. My head swimming.
Daddy’s wet cock, soaked in Sun’s juices, pressed against my sphincter. He slid in easily, my asshole still open from the butt plug. He had stretched me out, prepared me for his big dick. I gasped as he dived deep into my bowels. The burning, strange sensation washed through me, mixing with the discomfort of the rope and the aching throb in my breasts and nipples.
He drew back and thrust again and again. My toes curled. I purred my delight into Sun’s pussy as he reamed my asshole. His dick was so thick. The butt plug was wide, but not as wide as his cock. I trembled, my body drinking in every sensations.
“Yes, yes, fuck my ass,” I moaned between licks.
“Pound her ass, Daddy,” Sun moaned as she writhed on my face. “Oh, yes, pound the slut’s ass.”
Daddy grunted. “Such a tight, hot ass.”
“Your ass, Daddy,” I moaned. “I want to be your slave. Like Mommy. I want to be owned by you.”
“Yes.”
His answer shuddered through me. My body tensed. My bowels clenched on his dick. My pussy ached. “May I cum, Daddy?”
“As much as you like,” he answered as he pounded my ass, his arms hugging my legs.
His words triggered me. I was his slave and he had given me permission to cum. I bucked and shuddered. My ass writhed about his cock. I moaned my bliss into Sun’s pussy. The pain and pleasure merged together as I thrashed in the ropes bounds. My ass spasmed on his thrusting cock. I drank in the burning sensation along with the pain. They all mixed in my mind. Pain became pleasure became pain. Over and over, oscillating between the two. I gasped and moaned into Sun’s pussy as I thrashed.
My world changed. I went beyond myself. The sensations overwhelmed my thoughts. There was only Daddy’s cock pounding my ass. I drifted through a new space of rapture. It bathed my brain. It was nothing I had ever experienced.
I loved it.
I never wanted it to end.
Distant moans and gasps reached across the void. “Daddy raised such a good girl.”
The words increased my ecstasy. I was such a good girl. I was. And my daddy gave me such bliss in exchange.
Hot cum spurted into my asshole. It snapped me out of my drifting thoughts. I groaned and shuddered. Everything was jumbled together. Sun lay on her side, panting. I tasted her pussy on my lips. She had soaked me. I didn’t remember making her cum.
“Holy shit, you were out of it,” Sun said.
“Subspace,” Daddy grunted as he pulled his cock out of my ass. His cum dribbled out. “How do you feel?”
“Amazing, Daddy,” I smiled.
He leaned down and kissed me. I squirmed in my bondage, my body pumping with pleasure. I was Daddy’s slave now. I hoped Mom never came home. I never wanted this to end and I couldn’t wait for Daddy to show us more ways to have fun by submitting to him.
She was maturing into a beautiful young woman, her breasts now a fantastic 32C and her ass was to die for. Her blonde hair framed such a pretty face and her puppy fat had all but disappeared leaving only a cute muffin top around her midriff. She had come to live with me after falling out with her mother 6 months ago and we had a really good relationship with the usual arguments over her not doing enough school work as it was her last year before her exams and her spending more time arguing with the odd boyfriend she had. But apart from that we got on really well. In fact I was glad of the company most of the time and she was a great bundle of energy to have around.
I tried to make her as comfortable as possible and she had kitted out her bedroom with all the mod cons she needed, like TV, stereo etc so she had her own space. We had been out shopping to get some new clothes as some she had brought with her were looking a bit small now and of course fashion seems to change weekly! It was her underwear that shocked me most. My ex wasn’t always the most flirtatious woman and so I just thought big sensible knickers were the norm and matching lingerie sets were something I just saw advertised in magazines but not seen in reality. Even when I did buy her some sexy underwear, they were put on for a Birthday meal out and hastily removed in the dark with a moan how uncomfortable the thong had been. So the matching sets that my daughter wore surprised me at first, and we had various discussions about how I thought they weren’t a daily item of clothing but was quickly put down and told not to be such a prude as it was comfortable to wear and there was nothing wrong knowing she looked good under her clothes. My problem was that I had seemed to have become almost obsessed with the various designs she had and looked forward to washing her clothes and sorting out her underwear. It worried me a little but I just kept telling myself that I was only reacting like any normal man with sexy underwear in front of him, it was just it was a pity that it was my daughters and not one of my own girlfriends.
Working long hours had meant I hadn’t had much time for female company as well as not being the most outgoing person in the world. In fact since my divorce 18 months ago I had only had 1 sexual encounter since with someone I saw for a couple of weeks which wasn’t that spectacular anyway. So the odd time my daughter didn’t bother covering up her underwear as she walked around the house before getting dressed made me embarrassed when I saw her and I even thought she did it occasionally knowing how uncomfortable it made me. But I tried to do my best to ignore her and act as much as I could as if it didn’t bother me. But my God she looked good.
It was a Saturday morning and she had arranged to go into town with her friend to do some shopping. She had a little of her own money left over from her Birthday along with some she had saved from an odd job she had as a waitress at a pub in the village when they needed her. She came downstairs with a glum look on her face and sat at the kitchen table banging her mobile phone down as she did. “What’s up Love?” I asked as I poured her a cup of tea and put some bread in the toaster. “Nicky has just phoned to say she’s been throwing up all night and so isn’t feeling well enough to go shopping” she answered. “Oh dear” I said, “now what are you going to do today?” Giving me her best innocent puppy eyed face she said “Well you know how much you Love me Dad?” “Yeah” I replied buttering the toast. “Well I thought perhaps we could spend some quality time together today and you could take me shopping!” “But surely you don’t want to ruin your street cred walking around town with your old Dad cramping your style” I said handing her some toast. “Ah come on Dad, you’re not that old, and anyway we can take the opportunity to update your wardrobe a bit too, and you never know you might find a nice woman who serves us and ask her out”.
Falling for her charm every time I agreed and before I knew it we were in the car and heading into town to hit the shops. We had a fantastic day, a lovely lunch out and spent too much money (mine of course) and were tired out by the time we got home. We had decided that after a busy day we would get a takeaway for supper and relax in front of the TV with a film. We dumped our bags in our bedrooms saying that we would sort them all out and put them away in the morning, and took it in turns to shower whilst the pizza took it’s time to be delivered.
I sat on the couch in my usual relaxing clothing of joggers and t-shirt and Chloe sat next to me in her usual thick fluffy dressing gown she normally wore over some girly boxers and t-shirt she slept in. We demolished the pizza almost before the adverts of the DVD had finished and sat back to watch the main film. As usual I sat back and Chloe spun herself round putting a cushion on my lap and laid with her head on it and her feet up on the couch. The comedy played and we laughed along to it as it did so. I looked down and felt proud I had such a lovely daughter, her face lit up by the TV and light coming in from the hall, her smooth skin without makeup looking beautiful. It was then I noticed her dressing gown was gaping slightly and where I would usually see her coloured t-shirt, instead I saw the smooth curves of her breasts against the lace of a bra. My mind all confused, I was all of a sudden glad of the cushion on my lap because involuntarily my dick sprang to life and filled with blood. I did my best to move slightly to adjust thinking that Chloe would perhaps then get up but she stayed where she was and continued to watch the film. Suddenly she laughed again at the screen and her gorgeous soft breasts now jiggled in their bra cups as her cleavage remained on show to me, I assumed completely unaware to her. My cock was rising fast and I was sure that any moment she would feel it pushing against her face through the cushion. I had to make an excuse to move so asked her if she would be kind enough to fetch us both a drink while I paused the film.
“Well seeing how you were good enough to take me shopping” she had said, “Then it’s the least I can do”. And with that she stood up and disappeared into the kitchen where I heard her open the fridge. I took the opportunity to try to adjust my hard on but had to keep the cushion on my lap or it would have been a dead giveaway! She returned with a coke for her and handed me a bottle of beer. “Cheers” she said as she clinked her can against my bottle, but was standing now in front of me with her dressing gown open revealing a new bra and thong set that she had bought earlier. I tried not to stare but was gobsmacked by the beautiful sight before me, unable to take my eyes off her perfect maturing body in the striking underwear.
“I see you like my new underwear” she said bringing me out of my trance. “Sorry Chloe, I didn’t mean to stare but you look fantastic in that” I said looking at her face. “But perhaps you should put some clothes on as it’s perhaps not the most appropriate thing to wear with your Dad around.” “Oh give over Dad, you’re not a prude and you’ve seen it all before”. “That was a long time ago darling” I replied, “and before you had grown into a young woman”. “Do you think I look OK in these then?” she asked opening her dressing gown wider and wiggling her hips. “Chloe please” I said trying to look away. “You look absolutely gorgeous and your future boyfriends will be extremely lucky to have someone as beautiful as you, but you better cover yourself up as I am your Dad”. Putting her can down Chloe made no attempt to cover up, but instead did the opposite and removed her gown. “Dad I just wanted to say thank you for taking me shopping today and thought I would show you what I bought” and then she turned round looking back at me over her shoulder. This had the effect of giving me prime view of her ass in the thong. “Well I appreciate that Chloe and it was a pleasure to have spent the day out with you, but I’ll say it again that I’m your Dad not your boyfriend”.
Now many times I had imagined what her breasts looked like under her bra. As her preferred bra’s were padded I knew they wouldn’t be as big as they looked in her underwear and had been a little excited on more than one occasion trying to imagine their look. Would her nipples still be a little puffy or would they be nice and developed? Would they be as soft as they looked as her cleavage was often on show and looked gorgeous? I also knew she took care of herself and trimmed her pussy but how much? Was she clean shaven or just tidy? Now with her stood in front of me I had a feeling I was about to get my questions answered!
“Dad, do you think I look attractive”? She asked turning back to face me. “Of course I do Chloe, and like I said you will make someone very happy when you meet the right boy as you look after yourself well and that means a lot. You obviously didn’t get that from your mother as she wouldn’t have been seen dead in that underwear”. “I know” she said, “what a miserable cow, I don’t know how you lasted so long with her in the first place Dad”. “Well maybe darling, but I wanted to do my best and stay till you were old enough to understand” I added. “Well good for you for getting out” she said, “but you deserve to be happy and that means not spending the rest of your days without some sexy fun”. “I’m sure I’ll find someone soon” I replied, knowing that it was probably a lie maybe enough to diffuse the situation I was in now. “Well I hope you do Daddy, and I hope your new girlfriend makes an effort for you and wears sexy things like these” she said looking down at her own body. “I hope so too darling, although I doubt I will find someone with a great body like yours which makes underwear look that good” I said nodding at her lingerie. “I’m glad you like it” she said, would you like me to show you my other sets I bought today?”
Now of course I wanted to shout ‘of course I do you silly bitch, and while you’re at it give me a flash of your tight cunt and pert tits and I’ll show you how good a fuck could feel’, but knew the utter wrongness of the situation and so I just told her that it may not be best appropriate and she should really go and put her t-shirt on.
“OK, you’re the boss” she said as she grabbed her dressing gown and skipped upstairs. I took a long swig of my beer hoping that it would cool me down a bit before shouting for her to hurry up so we could watch the rest of the film. She reappeared and had done as I said but was now in skimpy girly boxers and a tight t-shirt with no bra and wasn’t wearing her dressing gown. “Is that better?” she asked giving me a twirl before jumping back on the sofa to resume her position as before. “Well a little” I said still astounded at how good she looked, but now perhaps even more turned on as I could now see clearly the shape of her beautiful breasts under the tight material as her small nipples pressed outwards. Her figure hugging pants were pulled tight against her frame giving a gorgeous view of her ass cheeks as she had spun round in front of me. My cock now starting to ache from the power of my erection which she had luckily missed from lying on as I had added another cushion and turned slightly.
The DVD continued to play and as it was a 15 certificate I knew there may be some sexual references in it, but being a comedy thought we would just laugh through them. Unfortunately the scene that started to unravel in front of me had me starting to get red faced with embarrassment. An almost identical situation appeared on screen where a lad was sat minding his own business on a couch watching a football game and a girl came into the room and blocked his view trying to get his attention wearing only a skimpy outfit, bending this way and that so her ass and cleavage were on show. The comedy was that he was doing all he could to look around her so as not to miss the game but at that point it didn’t seem too funny to me, as all I could concentrate on was the gorgeous girl offering herself to him! Chloe sniggered and latched onto the similarity and how embarrassed I must be but laughed along at the show.
I was glad when it eventually finished and Chloe got up from her position to eject the disc from the machine. I was still surprised to find my erection was still pushed against the cushion and happy Chloe had got up but as she moved across the room I knew she now deliberately took her time and bent over keeping her legs straight to remove the DVD, almost copying the scene from earlier in the film. He arse was now in full view with her tight fitted girl boxers just about covering her cunt lips which looked divine from behind. She lingered a little longer before looking back over her shoulder at me to see I was staring straight at her. With that she placed the DVD back in its case and came back over to me. She grabbed the cushions I had on my lap and threw them aside, straddling me with her legs either side of mine and sitting on my lap. My cock was pushing hard against the material of my bottoms only millimetres from her crotch. Looking down at the tent I had in front of me and then back to my eyes, she raised her eyebrows and asked how the hell I had managed to keep a hard on for the whole length of the film without it going down? And that if I had the stamina for that to happen then I was definitely in need of a woman. In a swift movement she grabbed her tight top and pulled it off over her head giving me sight of the most beautiful pair of breasts I had ever seen. Without saying a word I could resist no longer and as she leant forward her mound pushed against my own hardness as I reached up and put both my hands on her breasts. She threw her head back and gasped as I squeezed them gently feeling the small buds of her nipples harden under my palms.
I replaced my hands with my mouth and hungrily started to lick and suck her gorgeous tits, feeling the mix of soft skin and hard nipples between my lips. My hands cupped her sweet little ass and kneaded her buttocks over the material of her panties as she rhythmically moved against my cock. She brought her head back forward and lifted my chin as she planted a passionate kiss on my lips. Our tongues met for the first time and I could feel the excitement rise in my cock almost to the point that I thought I would come there and then in my shorts.
Almost reading my mind Chloe suddenly moved positions and got off me, pushing me back into a lying position as she grabbed the waistband of my joggers and pulled them off in one quick move. My cock was now on show, fully erect in front of my own daughter who stood before me in just her knickers. Hooking her fingers now under her own garment, slid them down her legs before standing in front of me now completely naked. Her cunt was smoothly shaven apart from some well trimmed hair in a landing strip style on her sweet mound. Still without saying a word she now straddled me in the 69 position taking hold of my cock in her mouth and my balls in her hand. I gasped with pleasure and buried my face in the sweetest, tightest looking cunt I had ever seen.
I held onto her hips as I sucked and licked at her pussy, her sweet taste filling my mouth as her juices flowed. She was holding the base of my cock tight in her hand as she moved her hot mouth up and down the shaft. I wondered how many times she had done this before with her boyfriend’s as she seemed to have a pretty good technique and also wondered whether she had gone all the way before or whether she was still a virgin as we had never really discussed it in depth. It suddenly hit me then that this was my daughter I had on top of me, sucking my cock whilst I lapped at her most intimate part and knew that I should have stopped it before it had even started. The guilt swept over me and I stopped licking at her snatch telling her that we really must stop as this was so wrong in every way. With a ‘pop’ sound as her lips came away from my cock, I felt her release pressure on my shaft as she climbed off me. With a mixture of disappointment and relief Chloe said that I was right and this was very wrong and that she was sorry she had teased me to the point we were at. With that she ran upstairs leaving me lying there on the couch wondering what to do next.
Thinking she was really upset I knew I should follow her and try to make sense of the situation and explain that as much as I was flattered and turned on, this was something that we really shouldn’t have started and that it was actually my fault as the adult for allowing it to get this far. I was about to move when I heard her footsteps coming back down the stairs and she appeared at my side in the lounge still naked. She looked at my cock glistening with a mixture of her saliva and my own pre cum and knelt down next to it smiling. “I know how wrong this is Daddy, and if you really want it to stop then just say so and I will leave you alone, but I want you to know that I have fantasised about this almost since I moved in here with you. You are such a kind, loving man that I want to make you happy”. “Darling you already make me happy” I said, “but you don’t have to do this for me, you should be doing this with a boyfriend of your own”. She continued, “All the boys I have been out with are either immature idiots or just want me for one thing Dad, but you are so loving that I wanted my first time to be with someone that really loves me”. I was shocked again by her, my God she was still a virgin! I couldn’t hide the surprise in my voice. “I thought you were already sexually active Chloe, especially as you seemed such an expert at sucking my cock” I stammered. “No way!” she answered. “In fact I have only ever held one lads cock which seemed pencil thin compared to yours and wanked him off till he came all over his jeans! He touched my boobs but that was as far as I have been with anyone”. So innocent yet so sexy I thought. She continued, “The internet is such a wonderful thing Dad, and that’s where I picked up some ideas from. It’s not only boys that look at porn you know” she said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. “It was just getting frustrating that I had no one to practice on”! I was speechless as she undid a condom she must have had in her room and slid it over my still rock hard erection. She then hopped up from her knees and climbed on top of me, her slight frame sitting on my stomach where I could feel the heat from her pussy against me. She leant forward and kissed me, her sweet mounds against my own chest, our nipples touching. I knew I was about to break every rule in the book but couldn’t help myself at the most wonderful loving situation we were in.
With a gentle movement I could feel the head of my cock against her cunt lips, already wet from her own juices. I was pleased as it meant she was turned on, but from reading many stories knew that it may still hurt her. It would also be the first for me to take a girl’s virginity. I kissed her tender lips telling her to stop at any time she wanted, but she assured me she knew what she was doing, and that having used tampons before as well as confessing to have masturbated she was sure she would be OK. She pushed herself against me, slipping her hand between our bodies to part her lips and guide me into her. She gasped as the head entered, enjoying the pleasure that came with the pain as her lips stretched around me. The heat was intense and I helped steady her by grabbing her ass cheeks, squeezing them gently. Another little push had me a further inch in and I was now worried that the situation would take over me and I would cum prematurely like an over excited teenager. Concentrating I managed to get back in control and moved my manhood in and out of the first few inches of her tight pussy as her own lubrication continued to flow. We continued this for a while as she got used to the feeling, enough to sit up slightly as she grabbed her own tits, looking down at me and smiled.
“This is nice Dad” she said as she continued the gentle movement of her groin, “is it good for you too?” she asked. “Sweet baby it feels a bit too good” I said as I continued to insert just the first couple of inches of my cock, feeling the pleasure of the pressure of her tight cunt on me. I could see from her flushed cheeks and the spreading colour across her chest that she was experiencing more pleasure than pain and it was a massive turn on. Slowing for a brief second her determined eyes stared straight at me as she put her hands on my chest, thrusting herself down onto my pole, burying it in her virgin cunt down to my balls. She let out a short scream as I hit home but started to ride me straight away. Thrusting gently at first but getting faster I could sense her first orgasm with me was about to happen as I met her strokes hearing our bodies smack together, made louder with the wetness now between us.
As she started to cum I could hold on no longer and we joined together in the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced in my life, our bodies writhing together as our pleasure flowed over our bodies. Chloe planted a big kiss on my lips as we laid together, her chest heaving against my own as I felt her soft breasts between us, her body shaking slightly from the orgasm that had just happened. I could feel her juices between my legs as my cock was still inside her hot pussy. Burying her head into the nape of my neck she hugged me and thanked me for being so gentle and suggested that perhaps we go bathe again to clean up. I agreed and after a few minutes enjoying the closeness we rose from our position and I carried her upstairs where I ran a nice hot bath with plenty of bubbles to which we both climbed into in order to relax and clean up after our first sexual encounter together.
I caught my childrenChapter 1: Notes: This is my first story. Hope you like it. This story may seem a bit short but the first chapter is just the intro the other parts will be longer. Also you may find that this story has very less sex in it, but believe me just wait for the rest of the chapters My name is Ted. I am a single father and I am lucky enough to have twins. My wife died of cancer a few years ago, since then it has been only me and my children. I work as a consultant at an insurance company & I get pretty busy with my work so I have to let my kids take care of themselves. Let me tell you about the twins. My elder son Kevin is about a minute older than my daughter Carol. Ike every brother and sister they get into fight but they know of our circumstances so I guess they try to get along with each other. We are not too rich either and have almost no contacts with our relatives so it’s always the three of us. It has been 2 years since my wife died and her treatment drained all the savings we had. After she died I got myself too busy with work so I never had a chance to find someone. My kids never complained about not having a mother so I tried to give them all they wanted but being a single dad isn’t too easy especially with teenagers. It was a winter morning. One of our colleagues had died and so the office was closed. I returned home from office thinking of taking the day off and spending the day with my family. Since it was their winter vacation the kids were supposed to home unless they went to one of their friend’s house. I was a bit tired because of the hectic work schedule so I thought of going in quietly as to not disturb the peace and to get some rest first. As I was going upstairs to my room I heard faint sounds coming from Kevin’s room. First I thought it was Kevin, and then I realized it can also be a thief and so I went to investigate. I slightly parted the door and there was Kevin pounding his cock in and out of a girl. The girl too was moaning and her moans were getting louder. This is not the first time that I caught Kevin bring a girl home when I am not around. Last time I grounded him for 1 week. This time I thought he is grounded for at least 2 weeks. I was just about to burst into him room and start screaming when I saw that the girl as no other than Carol herself. My voice got stuck at my throat and I was just standing at the door with my mouth hanging open watching my children fuck each other. This was totally unexpected. I never thought that a shy girl like Carol would be fucking someone. But it wasn’t just anyone, it was her brother, her twin brother God damn it!! It was clear that she was enjoying herself and was shouting at her brother to go faster. She had her eyes closed and they were doing it missionary style. I can clearly hear Kevin’s grunts, he was close. I was standing there for about 2 minutes, I didn’t know what to say so I just silently closed the door and left the room. I went to my room and tried to process what I just saw. Even if I closed my eyes all I saw was Kevin’s cock sliding in and out of Carol’s pussy. The scene really shocked me really bad, I began to question myself, Am I a bad father? Had I made a mistake in their growing up? Is Kevin cumming in Carol? Is she on birth control? How long have they been doing this? Is Kevin stupid enough not to find a girl other than his twin sister damn it? I was really pissed. I didn’t know how long they have been at it. Didn’t they know that it was incest? How the hell did they end up fucking each other? I was really disgusted. I didn’t understand why they were fucking each other. Both of them are quite good looking and smart enough to find a partner. It’s like both of my hands are trying to hit the other one. I was just speechless. If it had been someone other than Kevin I would have beaten him up and thrown him into jail. If it had been someone other than Carol I would have slapped Kevin and called the girl’s parents. But I could do neither. May be I had been too strict not to let the kids date. But am I too late? I was just speechless. After thinking a lot I saw the watch, 3 hours had passed. I went downstairs into the living room and saw the kids watching T.V. like always. “Good afternoon Dad.” Carol said. “Ummm. Yeah, yeah Good afternoon” I said. I didn’t have the courage to scold them anymore. I really needed to talk to someone. “Yeah Dad, you are early today, when did you get back?” Kevin asked. “Just a few moments ago. One of our colleagues died and so I left early.” “O.K. It has been quite a while since you were free right?” Carol asked. “Yeah, I guess” “Are you alright dad? You look like you have seen a ghost.” Carol giggled. “Yeah something like that.” I said trying to smile. They just continued watching T.V. After a while Carol and Kevin went to Kevin’s room. I didn’t want them fucking especially when I was around so I went into Kevin’s room and asked, “Carol what are you doing in Kevin’s room?” “Actually dad the heater in my room broke so Kevin is letting me stay in his room.” Carol replied. “O.K. you should have told me that the heater broke. I would have sent it to the mechanic.” “Actually dad you were so busy with your work I didn’t want to disturb you” she said. ‘Disturb my ass you just wanted to fuck him’, I wanted to say but instead I said, “That’s nice of you Kevin to share your room with your sister but you should have at least told me. How long has the heater been broken?” “Not too long dad just a few days.” Kevin said ‘Few days my ass you should have said nights you son of a bitch’ went in my mind but I thought, I just called myself a dog and my dead wife a bitch. Not to complicate matters I just smiled and left the room. Tonight was going to be a long night.
A mouther has the wicked desire to watch her husband deflower their sleeping daughter.Sleeping Daughter Chapter One: Wife’s Wicked Plan By mypenname3000
The bathroom door opened right as I reached for the doorknob. I froze. A cloud of steam washed over me as my eighteen-year-old daughter stepped out, still damp from her shower, her brassy hair wrapped up by one towel, another towel wrapped about her budding body. I blinked at the sight of her swelling cleavage and then noticed how sleek her legs were.
They glistened.
The towel hardly fell down low enough to cover her rear. Up until that moment, I had seen Tiffany only as my daughter. Now she blossomed into a sexual being. A rush of heat surged down to my cock. It hardened and swelled, rising forward and catching on my underwear.
When had Tiffany grown so sexy? What had happened to my little girl? She had curves. I mean, I knew she was growing. I knew she wore bras now and shaved her legs and did all the other things a teenage girl did.
But she had still seen like my little girl.
And now that image shattered. I noticed the beauty of her face as she stared up at me, the smile playing on her impish lips, the glint in her blue eyes. She arched one eyebrow, giving me a strange look.
“Dad?”
“Huh?” I said. On the heels of lust came embarrassment. I had just ogled my daughter, my little girl. What was wrong with me?
“You’re kinda in the way, Dad.”
“Oh, right, sorry,” I said, giving a laugh. My hand itched to reach down and adjust my erection so it wasn’t so painfully trapped. “Just being a goofball.”
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. The towel slipped. Near her hip, the two ends parted, revealing her pale flesh up her side. My dick throbbed even harder. “Dad, you are always a goofball. That’s why I love you.”
Love you. Those words sent another wave of lust through me.
“Good,” I croaked. “Love you, too.”
Her smile exploded across her lips. Then she slipped by me. I didn’t move enough and her hip rubbed against my hard erection. The towel pulled farther apart, dragging on my bulge, and I caught a fleeting glimpse of curving buttocks before the pink terry cloth fell into place. Then Tiffany sauntered down the hallway, her hips shaking. I could just catch the bottom of her butt, the start of swelling cheeks.
When did she develop such a great ass? It was like her mother’s.
Tiffany paused at her bedroom’s doorway. She turned and smiled at me before she slipped in. The door closed behind her with a loud click. I groaned and shook my head, heat rushing through my body. What a little nymph.
“You need to take your shower so we can get going,” my wife admonished from behind me.
I jumped and turned. My wife stood in her slip. Tonight we had a wedding to go to. My wife and daughter showered first so they could do all their magic, leaving me last. I swallowed at my wife, still beautiful and curvy as she approached forty, her breasts looking wonderful in the slip’s cleavage, her brown hair falling in curling waves about her mature face.
Our daughter’s face fully blossomed. She even had that same, impish smile.
“What’s got you excited?” she asked. “Staring at Tiffany?”
“What, no,” I laughed, hoping she was joking. “Why would I stare at our daughter?”
She shook her head. “Shower. Now. Mister.”
“Yes, dear.”
I stepped into the haze of steam. I hoped Tiffany left me any hot water. She should have showered earlier. I hated taking a cold shower. Then I glanced down at my still-hard erection, the glimpses of my daughter’s flesh seared into my mind.
Maybe a cold shower would be a good idea.
My erection died the moment the icy water hit me. I gasped, letting the water flow across my body, cooling my ardor. It was hard to think of Tiffany, or any woman, when my teeth chattered. My respectable cock shrank and my balls retreated.
Good.
I grabbed the soap and washed fast.
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It was late when we arrived at the house, my feet sore, both my women sleepy. Though Tiffany popped back up and bounced in the back of seat. She was a little giggly. I had my suspicious she snuck a glass of champagne at some point.
Her dress—a lavender affair with a plunging neckline that had shocked me when I saw it, though her mother told me to stop being a prude—rustled as she straightened up. In the rearview mirror, I couldn’t help noticing the swell of her breasts jiggling as she arched her back.
They were small, but looked firm, handfuls begging to be played with. I wondered if any boys had pawed at her. A surge of anger shot through me. I hoped not. No one should touch my little girl’s tits but me.
I froze at that thought.
Me?
I was her father. What the fuck was wrong with me?
“Mmm, what a great night,” my wife said, stretching, showing off her equally plunging neckline of her red dress. Her large breasts bounced and jiggled, drawing my eyes from appreciating my daughter’s cleavage. Betty leaned over. “Weddings always make me randy.”
I stiffened as my wife, a little tipsy, kissed me, her hand slipping down and rubbing at my hard bulge. She groaned into the kiss, squeezing harder. Our daughter sniggered in the backseat before opening the door and climbing out.
“Don’t forget to take your medication,” my wife called, breaking our kiss to be a mother. “Okay?”
“Yes, Mom,” my daughter said, rolling her eyes.
She had recently been diagnosed by a disorder—Sleeping Beauty Syndrome. Last week, my wife had taken her into the doctor. Now Tiffany had to take a pill every night, one that would let her get a full night’s sleep without any issue.
I hadn’t realized she had any sleeping problems. I mean, she was so young, but my wife insisted.
“She’ll be out for the entire night,” my wife purred, stroking my cock. “Won’t hear a thing.”
I smiled at my wife. We had an active sex live. Nineteen years of marriage hadn’t diminished it yet. She was a passionate woman. She believed the best way to keep a man was to keep him interested. And she worked hard to do just that.
But my eyes trailed to my daughter, a younger version of my wife, heading to the front door.
“We’re going to have wicked fun tonight,” my wife purred before kissing me again.
We necked in the car like teenagers ourselves. My hands found her breasts, kneading them while she rubbed at my cock, driving me into a frenzy. I groaned into her hot kisses. The window of our car steamed up. I wondered what the neighbors must think if they noticed the car rocking in the dark.
But I didn’t care. I ached. I needed to cum. It was an imperative.
I pushed up my wife’s skirt, slid up her sleek stockings. She wore thigh-highs today. I moved higher and found her flimsy panties, the crotch soaked. She shuddered as I rubbed them. My zipper rasped. Her hand reached in, pulling out my hard cock, stroking me.
“Yes,” I groaned, breaking the kiss.
“Let’s go inside,” she purred.
I only nodded.
She climbed out of the car, adjusting her dress, then sauntered to the door. I didn’t bother putting my cock away. It was dark and I was hard. I followed after her, my dick bouncing before me. Tiffany left the door unlocked. We were inside in a heartbeat, kissing, moaning, our bodies pressed together, our hands roaming.
Clothing came off. I hadn’t been this turned on in so long. Tiffany danced through my head as I stroked and caressed my wife’s body. We moved across the living room, leaving a trail behind us, and then reached the stairs.
“Ooh, yes,” my wife moaned as she darted up the stairs, her naked ass shaking. I caught shadowed glimpses of her pussy covered by her trimmed, brown down.
I followed that gorgeous ass, my cock bouncing before me.
My wife darted down the hallway and then paused before our daughter’s bedroom. Our daughter’s door was half open. My wife pushed it all the way open and froze. A shudder ran through her body. What was she doing? I slowed as I approached, all too aware I was naked.
Naked and hard.
“Come here,” she whispered, motioning to me. “You have to see this.”
“What?” I asked. “I’m naked.”
“She’s sleeping. Come on.” She motioned again. “The pill will keep her out no matter what we do.”
I swallowed and padded down the hallway to her, my dick bouncing before me. She seized my shaft, stroking me as I joined her at the doorway. I peered into my daughter’s room. Moonlight spilled silver across her, painting her body. My eyes widened. She slept only in a pair of frilly panties, lying on her back, her firm tits rising like cones as she breathed slowly, her brassy-brown hair spilled about her pillow. One arm held her teddy bear that she claimed to be too old for.
And yet insisted he still sleep with her.
“Isn’t that a beautiful sight?” my wife whispered in my ear as she stroked my dick.
I could only groan as my wife pressed against my side, her nipples hard on my flesh. Her hand gripped me, stroking faster. My dick ached in her hand as I couldn’t tear my gaze away from my daughter’s sleeping form.
“Isn’t she blossoming into a beautiful, young woman?” my wife purred. “Mmm, doesn’t she make you ache with her sensuous form.”
“Betty,” I groaned. “What are you saying?”
“Those tits. God, those are great tits. Still so firm. Ooh, yes, she may not be as big as mine, but they are still gorgeous.”
“Betty,” I gasped now, shock shooting through me.
And my wife kept stroking me.
“You saw her step out of the bathroom today, teasing you. She waited, you know?”
“Waited? What?”
“To step out of the bathroom. She made sure you were in the hallway. Little girls love to tease their fathers. She’s been doing it for a while, but you never noticed. But you did today. I could tell.” She squeezed my cock. “You stared at her all night in her dress, looking at her ass, her small tits. Mmm, you’re so hard.”
“Because you’re stroking me.”
Her lips brushed my ear. “Because you want to fuck our daughter.”
“Betty, I never would.”
“Why not?” My wife’s wet pussy rubbed on my hard thigh. “You took a cold shower today. You were shivering when you came out. The idea of fucking our daughter popped into your head.”
“I wouldn’t.”
“Really?” Betty moved away from me. She pulled me into the room by my cock. I groaned and stumbled after. Moonlight flashed about her generous curves as she led me beside our daughter’s bed. My wife stroked me with her right hand then brushed a strand of hair off Tiffany’s forehead. “You don’t want to ravish her?”
Was this a trick? A trap? My wife couldn’t be asking this questions? Did she want me to? Was she a pervert?
I stared at my wife like I had never seen her before in my life.
“Such supple skin,” My wife purred, her free hand sliding down Tiffany’s neck and shoulders to her chest. “And these breasts. Let’s see how hard her nipples get.”
“Betty,” I groaned, my heart thudding in my chest.
My wife’s fingers trailed up our daughter’s right tit. She circled the conical mound and reached the dusky-pink areola. A small ring. My wife stroked its circumference. A hard nub rose out of the center, a tiny peak thrusting from my daughter’s small mound.
“Look at that nipple,” my wife purred. “Just delicious.” Then she bent over and sucked it into her mouth.
My dick throbbed. I almost came as my wife’s lips sucked on our daughter’s nipple. She popped her mouth off of it, leaving the nipple pink and shiny. My head swam. My balls boiled. I couldn’t believe this was happening. It was like I entered the Twilight Zone, stepping out of reality.
“You liked that,” giggled Betty. “I know you did. Your dick doesn’t lie. It can’t.”
“What is going on?”
“I’ve been aching for this moment,” Betty panted. “You touching her, fucking her. It makes me so wet when I think about it. I masturbate in her bed while she’s at school. I pretend I’m her and you’re atop me, fucking me, making me cum.” She let out a shuddering moan. “Oh, Daddy, fuck me. Drive your cock into me.”
“Shit, Betty,” I groaned, my balls boiling. “I’m gonna…”
“Cum?”
I nodded, the image of myself fucking Tiffany burned in my mind, of sliding my cock into her young pussy, to feel her virgin grip, tight and hot. To hear my baby girl gasp and moan, loving my strokes, embracing the pleasure.
It was too much.
Betty moved my cock. I didn’t fight her. She brought the tip of my dick to our daughter’s half-open mouth. She pressed my dick into it. My eyes widened at the wet, warm touch of Tiffany’s mouth. In sleep, her lips opened wider, latching on the tip.
And she sucked.
“Goddamn!” I groaned as my balls unloaded.
My cum poured into my daughter’s mouth while my wife stroked it. Her hand slid up and down my dick, squeezing out every blast of cum. It poured into my daughter’s mouth, leaking out the sides. She swallowed in her sleep, gulping down the cum that boiled out of me.
“Fuck,” I grunted again, shuddering, such powerful waves of passion bursting out of me. I hadn’t cum so hard in my life. “Damn, damn, damn.”
“Ooh, that was a good one,” my wife purred, letting go my dick.
I stumbled back, suddenly dizzy as the lethargic after bliss of my orgasm draped my body. I just came in my daughter’s mouth. The thought rattled through my mind. My dick twitched, wanting to swell hard, to do it again.
And then my wife leaned over and kissed our daughter. Her tongue flicked out, gathering my cum that leaked out. My wife’s naked ass shook at me. I shuddered and reached out, grabbing her cheeks, squeezing them as she cleaned my jizz from our daughter’s lips.
“Mmm, her first taste of cum,” my wife panted. “Daddy’s cum. I know you’ll have sweet dreams now, baby.”
“Fuck,” I breathed as my wife straightened.
Then she pulled me out of the room to our bedroom. She fell back on the bed and I devoured her pussy. I made her scream loud. She loved it. She called me daddy over and over, moaning and gasping in a girlish voice.
When I fucked her, she pretended to be Tiffany. I came hard again.
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I was nervous the next morning when Tiffany stumbled downstairs in a pink nightie, something she normally would have warn instead of just her panties. I sat at the kitchen table, sipping my coffee while Betty cooked Sunday breakfast.
“Morning, sleepyhead,” my wife said, beaming at our daughter.
My wife woke up bubbling and giggling, acting like a teenager. We made love a second time this morning. The entire time my wife whispered in my ear how hot it was watching me cum in our daughter’s mouth. Then she moaned “Daddy!” as she came.
“How was your night?” Betty asked.
I tensed. Did Tiffany remember anything that happened? What if she wasn’t really sleeping?
“I had a great night sleep,” she said, bouncing to the table. She jumped onto my lap, so lithe and light, squirming like she used to love.
My dick hardened.
“Morning, Daddy.”
I swallowed. She was so cute and innocent. And so lovely. I felt her right breast through the t-shirt I wore. Memory of her hard nipple saturated my mind as she leaned in to give me a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Morning,” I told her as she slipped off my lap and took her seat. “So no, uh, weird dreams?”
She blushed. “Well, I did have a, um, sexy dream.”
“Wet dream,” Betty said. “And that’s perfectly normal at your age. I used to have them all the time.”
“Wet is the word,” my daughter giggled then glanced at me and blushed.
My cheeks warmed as I imagined her slick thighs.
“And I had this funny taste in my mouth,” she continued as my wife brought over the pancakes.
“Funny?” I asked then swallowed. “Like what did it taste like.”
“Salty and a little bitter, but I liked it. I wouldn’t mind tasting it again.” She giggled. “I dreamed I sucked a…” She blushed, glancing at me. “Nevermind.”
“It would explain the salty taste,” my wife giggled.
My daughter nodded, her smile growing as she glanced at me. Did she want to suck a cock. My cock? No, no. My lusts are running wild. I needed to control them.
But my dick throbbed, the memory of her hot lips burned on my dick.
She looked at her pancakes. “Mmm, these look great, Mom. Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” My wife leaned down and kissed Tiffany on the forehead.
I wanted her to kiss our daughter on the lips.
Betty sat down beside me, her hand casually brushing my hard cock. She smiled and winked at me. She knew why I was hard and she approved. All through breakfast, I relived the cumming into my daughter’s mouth. I remembered how she sucked in her sleep, drawing the cum from my depths.
And she had no idea. It was a wicked secret my wife and I shared.
Betty grinned all through breakfast as Tiffany talked about how much fun she had last night and the cute boys she danced with. Every time she mention a boy, she glanced at me, flashing me a dazzling smile while shifting in her seat.
She gave me a great view down her cleavage.
My wife was right. Tiffany wanted me to look at her. She was having fun teasing me. The way she sat on my lap, squirming, rubbing her cute butt into my swelling hardon, and now her looks. Her small feet brushed mine beneath the table as she kicked her legs.
She had always done it. I thought it innocent, and now…
“Go wash the dishes,” Betty said to our daughter when breakfast was finished.
“But…” Tiffany pouted, flashing me a look and leaning towards me.
I caught a glimpse of pink areola down her nightie.
“Listen to your mother,” I said automatically. Tiffany always turned to me to get out of doing chores. “Now.”
“Fine,” she sighed, collected the plates, and flounced to the sink, her butt shaking.
My wife leaned over and let out a purring, lust-filled moan. “Look at that ass. That is such a cute nightie. When I bought it, I knew you would love seeing it on her.”
Sweat beaded the forehead. Could our daughter here us over the running faucet. She wasn’t that far from the table. “Betty, she’s right there.”
“I know,” my wife panted. “I’m so wet right now. I can’t wait for tonight.”
“Tonight?”
She nuzzled into my ear. “I want to watch you fuck our daughter. It’ll be so hot.”
My dick threatened to burst from my shorts.
My wife broke away from me, striding by in her own nightie, her large tits bouncing beneath the cloth. She came up behind our daughter, hugging her from behind. The pair giggled and laughed. I leaned back in my chair, not hearing what they talked about as I sipped my coffee and pictured my cock sliding into our little girl’s pussy.
I had married one perverted woman.
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The idea of fucking my daughter would not go away all day. It was Sunday, so I spent it outside mowing the lawn and then trimmed our hedges while my wife and daughter worked in the floor beds, both wearing the tightest pair of jean shorts and, I swear, no panties.
From behind, they looked almost identical. Betty had a curvy ass, but they were both scrumptious. And their camel toes The denim hugged their crotches as they worked, their plump vulvas outlined as the bent low over, hips shaking.
They both were teasing me.
Their giggles echoed every time there was a lull in the lawnmower or leaf blower or hedge trimmer’s motors. They were a pair of sirens. And, worse, my wife kept glancing at me and then nodding her head towards our daughter, inviting my ogles while Betty had that mischievous smile on her lips.
As we neared wrapping up, my daughter headed inside to fetch lemonade while my wife and I put our tools away in the shed. In the dark, I grabbed my wife, pressing her against the side and kissed her. I was so horny.
My dick had been hard all day, aching for relief. I had to fuck her.
“Mmm,” she moaned as I groped her breasts. “Someone’s eager for tonight.”
“Fuck tonight,” I panted. “I need you now.”
Her smile bloomed. “Did we tease you that much?”
“Yes,” I groaned. “Her shorts. They’re too small for her. She shouldn’t wear those. I could see everything. Christ, her vulva was plump.”
“I know.” My wife undulated her hips, grinding on my hard-on. “So you need to be patient. I’m not having you spoil your appetite for tonight’s feast.”
“You’re serious.”
She nodded her head.
“Mom, Dad,” our daughter shouted.
“We’re in the shed,” my wife called.
I jumped away from my wife as the door yanked open with a groaning creak. My daughter glanced in, a grin crossing her face. “What were you two doing in here?”
“Nothing,” I groaned, my dick throbbing so hard.
“Didn’t look like nothing to me,” she giggled. “Mom’s blouse is messed up.”
“We were making out,” Betty answered. “And that’s thirsty work. Lemonade?”
“On the veranda.”
My wife seized my hand, my dick aching to cum, and led me to the porch, denying me a moment’s satisfaction.
My wife watched me like a hawk after that. I had no opportunity to sneak off and jerk my dick, to relieve my blue balls. She even followed me into the bathroom when I had to pee. We were pretty casual about sharing the bathroom. But I knew why she followed, and it wasn’t to check her makeup at eight at night.
And every few minutes, she would whisper, “She’ll be asleep in three hours.” Then “Two Hours,” “One hour,” “thirty minutes.”
She drove me wild.
Our daughter went upstairs to get ready. “Remember to take your medicine,” my wife called in her sweet, motherly voice.
“Yes, Mom,” our daughter said. I could hear the eye roll in her voice.
My wife licked her lips and squirmed more, her excitement swelling. We both were quiet as we listened to our daughter move around upstairs, going through her nightly ritual, brushing teeth, combing her hair, removing makeup. It was so quiet downstairs I heard the flip of her light switch, the pad of her feet, the creak of her bed.
We waited another fifteen minutes, letting the medicine lull her into a deep sleep.
Then my wife stood and stripped naked, baring her excited body. Her thighs gleamed with her juices, her nipples were fat nubs thrusting from her heaving tits. I followed her, fear and lust warring inside of me.
We were really doing this.
My wife led me by the cock, a huge grin on her face. We reached upstairs. Our daughter’s door was half open like last night. My wife led me down the hallway to the door. I trembled, wondering what our daughter would be wearing.
Sky blue panties, lace around the legholes. Nothing else.
Her nipples were hard today, painting shadows across her body as the silvery moonlight streamed through her window. Her brassy hair fell over her face, half-hiding her sleeping beauty. Such innocence.
“We can’t,” I groaned. “She’s our daughter.”
“She wants this,” my wife purred, drawing me into the room by my hard, aching cock. “That’s why she’s sleeping with the door open nearly naked. That’s why she wore those jean shorts and no panties. Our baby girl is dying to have sex with her daddy.”
“But she’s sleeping.”
“And that makes it hotter,” my wife purred in my ear. “She won’t even know she’s had you. Yet.”
We reached the bed. My wife stroked my dick as we gazed at our sleeping daughter’s beauty. My wife’s free hand reached out and stroked down our daughter’s stomach. Tiffany let out a cute sigh, shifting on the bed, the medicine keeping her asleep.
Then my wife reached the hem of our daughter’s panties. Her fingers dipped in, pressing down towards the innocent warmth between Tiffany’s thighs. I groaned, my balls churning. Betty’s hand stroked up my cock, reaching the tip.
“Shit!” I grunted as my cock came.
I had been primed all day, my dick cocked and ready to fire. Only the slightest sensation was needed to trigger me. I shuddered as the cum squirted out of me, mighty blasts that splashed across our daughter’s stomach and tits, painting her in dripping cum. My wife sucked in a deep breath, stroking me, aiming my cock, making sure each subsequent blast painted Tiffany’s small tits.
“Ooh, we teased you so badly,” she groaned. “Oh, I guess we were wicked.”
“Uh-huh,” I panted, shaking as the bliss pumped through me. My cum dripped on my daughter’s body.
“Ooh, that’s so hot,” my wife purred, leaning over and letting go of my cock. She swept her hair back behind her shoulders then licked a line of running cum that dribbled down our daughter’s side.
My dick twitched, aching from the first cum as I hardened for a second. It was too much. I had always loved porn where a man came on a women’s body and another woman licked it up. Betty knew that. We watched enough porn together.
She was doing this for me. She knew it would excite me.
“Mmm, your cum taste so good on our daughter.” Her tongue licked higher. “You drenched her. Ooh, that was so wicked of you, Phil. You’re such a bad daddy.”
“Yes,” I panted, transfixed by the sight of my wife’s tongue lapping up my cum drenching our daughter’s body.
Betty moved higher, licking, gathering jizz. It coated her lips and tongue. She shuddered, shaking her hips, as her licks reached our daughter’s small mounds. Betty licked and tongued around the cone, following the lines of jizz. She moaned every time her tongue gathered my cum into her mouth, her hips shaking, juices dripping down her thighs.
Her tangy musk filled my nose. I groaned, breathing it in as I watched her summit our daughter’s breast and engulfed a cum-covered nipple. Tiffany mewled in her sleep. She stirred and trembled, a smile playing on her lips.
Was she dreaming?
Betty loved our daughter’s nipple. My wife sucked and nibbled. Her fingers rubbed my cum into Tiffany’s other breast. Betty rolled and pinched Tiffany’s left nipple while sucking on the right. Our daughter sighed again, her body twitching as she slept.
And my dick grew harder.
“She has such cute breasts,” my wife moaned. “Mmm, I love her so much, Phil. Don’t you?”
“Yes,” I groaned.
“We need to give our daughter so much pleasure,” my wife purred as she turned her lips to the cum puddling on our daughter’s stomach. Several lines had ran to our daughter’s bellybutton, pooling in her little innie.
My wife straddled our daughter’s head and leaned down, tonguing at the cum pooling in Tiffany’s bellybutton. I groaned, stroking my hard dick as my wife licked and gathered the cum. She sucked it out, reveling in the taboo delight.
“Take off her panties,” groaned my wife. “Do it.”
I moved to the bed and grasped our daughter’s filly, blue panties. I trembled as I drew them down her hips. The fabric rolled, exposing her pubic hair, dark against her pale skin. A new musk filled my nose, sweet with youth.
My daughter’s excited pussy.
I rolled the panties farther down her thighs, past her knees, her calves, and off her cute feet. My wife spread Tiffany’s legs apart. Betty’s fingers stroked our daughter’s pubic hair then brushed our daughter’s wet slit.
“Ooh, she’s so hot,” groaned Betty. “She’s going to have a real wet dream tonight.”
My wife leaned down and licked at our daughter’s slit. I groaned, kneeling between Tiffany’s thighs as I watched my wife tongue our sweet daughter’s cunt. Betty moaned as her tongue licked through the folds. Her fingers parted Tiffany’s labia, revealing pink, virginal depths.
My wife licked and sucked, moaning and squirming. Soft sighs came from our daughter’s lips. She shuddered and squirmed on the bed, her thighs contracting. My wife tongued faster, juices staining her lips.
“You have to taste her, Phil,” groaned my wife. “She’s so sweet. Taste our daughter’s cunny. It’s wonderful.”
“Yes,” I panted, leaning down.
I took my first incestuous lick of my daughter’s cunt. She moaned again, the sleepy gasps of a girl dreaming naughty passion. She tasted so sweet, so fresh. I groaned as my tongue flicked up to her clit, a small bud peaking out and begging to be played with.
So I sucked on it.
Tiffany squirmed in her sleep. Her moans were sweeter and more urgent. Soft groans and mewls of bliss. I batted her clit with my tongue, giving my daughter the most pleasant wet dream of her life as I feasted on your youthful, virgin flesh.
And she was virgin. Her hymen formed a pink ring of flesh about the tight opening of her pussy. I probed it with my fingers, touching it, my dick aching, begging to bury into my daughter and feel the sweet grip of her flesh about me.
“That’s it,” my wife moaned with crazed passion. The bed creaked as her hips shifted. Was she grinding her pussy on our daughter’s face. “Lick her little cunt. Her baby cunny. Mmm, yes, give our daughter the bliss she yearns for.”
“Yes,” I panted, drunk on incestuous passion.
My daughter’s juices stained my lips, I moved lower, nuzzling at her folds, my fingers spreading her wide open. I lick at her pussy’s entrance, brushing her hymen before plunging into her untouched depths and drinking her sweet juices.
“Oh, that’s so hot,” my wife purred, her fingers rubbing at our daughter’s clit. “Devour her. Make the little slut cum. Our baby slut.”
My eyes focused on my wife’s fingers circling our daughter’s clit. Tiffany moaned louder in her sleep. Her stomach tensed and her hips bucked against my lips. Her pussy clenched about my tongue. I felt it building in her.
My daughter’s first orgasm at the hand of another.
I was sure she masturbated. Every one did. She had rubbed her pussy and clit. She had probed her fingers past the ring of her hymen pretending it was my cock pricking her. She had bucked on her bed and moaned my name as her youthful passions overwhelmed her.
I could almost hear her moan her delight, her sweet voice gasping, “Yes, Daddy,” as I tongued her. My wife’s fingers were a blur on our daughter’s clit, rubbing Tiffany hard, driving her to her sweet release.
Tiffany gasped loud. Her hips bucked. Her pussy spasmed on my tongue.
We made our daughter cum.
It was such a beautiful sight, her tight pussy convulsing. Her juices flooded my mouth. My wife shuddered, her face constricting. She gasped, sharing pleasure with our daughter, cumming on Tiffany’s sweet face.
“She’s ready,” my wife moaned as her eyes rolled back in her head. “Fuck our little girl. Ram your dick into her tight, virgin cunt. Make her into a woman. Our baby slut.”
“Yes,” I growled, my heart bursting with joy. I would be my daughter’s first. I would open her up to pleasure. I knew in the morning she would wake up knowing she had the best dream ever and wishing it was true.
I rose. My wife sat up on Tiffany’s face, revealing our daughter’s cum smeared body. My wife grasped my hard cock. She stroked me, her thumb massaging the tip of my hard cock, as she brought me to our daughter’s cunt.
“Take her,” my wife moaned as she squirmed, smearing hot cunt on Tiffany’s slumbering lips. She rubbed my cock against our daughter’s wet cunt. “Fuck her, Phil. Fuck our baby girl.”
“Yes,” I groaned and thrust.
My daughter’s hymen tore. Her body bucked. And then her hot, sweet cunt wrapped about my dick, a wet peach engulfing me, massaging my cock. I groaned at the pure bliss. Such sweet depths held my cock.
My daughter’s depths.
I was in my daughter. I buried to the root in her. “Fuck,” I grunted. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“Yes,” my wife moaned, grinding on our daughter’s face. “That’s right. That’s our daughter’s flesh about you.” She cupped my face, her fingers burning hot. “Tell me what she feels like.”
“I’ve never been in such a tight cunt,” I groaned as I drew my dick back. Pleasure raced down my dick. My head ached in her depths. “But she’s so wet. And she clenches. Shit, Betty. I’m fucking our daughter.”
“You are,” she breathed, a huge smile on her face. Then she kissed me hard. Our lips sweetened by Tiffany’s cunt.
I thrust into my daughter’s cunt again. I groaned. She was so young. Eighteen. And what a delicious thrill it was to be in her, to make her a woman. Her pussy clenched and relaxed on my dick. Her little hips bucked and gasped.
“Daddy,” she sighed in the slurred passion of dreams. “Yes, yes, Daddy.”
My baby girl would have the best wet dream ever.
My strokes grew faster as the ache swelled in my balls. I wanted to cum in her. I wanted to spill my load into her depths. My balls, heavy with a new load of jizz, smacked into my daughter’s flesh as I plunged deep into her.
I groaned into the kiss with my wife. Her fingers tightened on my face. She broke the kiss, staring into my eyes. Her large breasts heaved as she squirmed on our daughter’s face. She licked her lips, grinding harder, driving herself to another orgasm.
“Yes, yes, fuck our daughter. Cum in her. Breed her. Plant a grandchild into our daughter. Do it!”
“Oh, fuck,” I panted.
My wife grinned. “I can see it in your eyes. You want to breed our daughter.”
My hips fucked harder. I grunted, unable to speak, overcome by the bestial desire to impregnate my daughter. I slammed deeper and harder into Tiffany. I savored the tight grip of her cunt as the pressure swelled in my balls.
“Breed our daughter,” moaned my wife, tossing back her head. Her breasts heaved. Her face twisted with passion.
“Cum on our daughter’s face,” I panted. “Let her wake up tomorrow morning tasting your cunt on her lips.”
“Oh, God, you’re such a wicked father!”
My wife screamed out loud, always so vocal when she cums. Her body heaved. She grips my shoulders as she cums on our daughter’s face again. Her passion makes my balls tightened, bringing me closer and closer to flooding my daughter’s cunt.
“Daddy!” my daughter sequels in her sleep.
Her pussy convulsed on my dick. My eyes widened. Such hot, tight rapture massaged my cock. Her flesh sucks at me as I draw back. She wants my cum. Her sleeping body wants to be bred by her daddy.
“Yes, baby girl,” I groaned, answering her plea and thrusting forward.
My dick buried into her depths, reaching for her young womb. My balls boiled. The cum erupted down my cock. I grunted with each blast of incestuous seed spilling into my daughter’s depths. My back arched as the pleasure screams out of me.
And then the final spurt and the settling bliss.
“I bred her,” I panted to my wife. “I bred her as she came.”
“She wants her daddy’s child,” my wife moaned. “Even in sleep she knows.”
My wife climbed off our daughter. Tiffany’s face is shiny, reflecting silver, a smile on her lips, her breathing settling down as she returned to her normal dreams. I leaned over my daughter and kiss her slumbering lips, tasting my wife’s tangy pussy.
“Now we need to get her cleaned up,” purred my wife, “or she might be suspicious.”
I laughed as I pulled out my dick. A flood of my seed poured out, tinged with the pink of her virgin blood. “Yeah, she might.”
“But she enjoyed herself.” My wife beamed. “She pleased her daddy, and every little girl wants to do that.”
