Today was just going to be one of those days, the totally shitty one. Don't give me that, you've had them too; the kind where is seems like nothing is going your way.
My English Lit professor had given out the list of approved books for our end of semester report, and frankly I didn't know three quarters of the damn titles. My friend Lisa was supposed to come over and help me study for my chemistry exam tomorrow, but was too busy fucking her boyfriend to make it over. Which only added to things since my own boyfriend was working the late shift.
The final topper was about to hit as I eased myself back on my bed, my laptop set off to the side. My brain was fried from all the damn chemistry formula's and I needed to destress...bad.
My bedroom door was locked, mom was down doing dishes or whatever, and dad was secluded in his office down the hall. It was time to break out my little friend and see if I couldn't take the edge off things.
Yeah, I live at home with the folks, so bite me. A lot of my friends had gone for campus dorms, or shared housing; but honestly it just killed me to spend that kind of money when I only lived thirty minutes from the campus. No offense, when you are female and nineteen, there are a lot of other things you can spend money on than room and board. Like clothes and the newest iPhone; what can I say I'm a girl?
Besides, mom and dad were pretty cool about things. They gave me my space, let me have friends, and generally left me on my own as long as I kept my grades up at college. Hell, they even ignored the occasional visits from my boyfriend, and I know I'm not always the quiet one when it comes to getting my brains fucked out.
Which, by the way; I like. Some people will say they like sex; not me. I like fucking; and I mean down and dirty, rutting in the dirt, fuck my brains out. It's one of the reasons I have a bit of a hard time keeping a boyfriend.
Getting them is pretty easy; and it helps when you're nineteen, have blonde hair to your shoulders; perky firm 36C breasts with fat little nipples. I played soccer and volleyball in high school so kept in good shape. Add to all that a 34 waist and flat tummy and you get the idea.
What I can't get is why when you have a hot blonde girlfriend; who loves to fuck; why you aren't banging her ass off every chance you get. I admit I'm a bit more aggressive in the sex department, maybe it scares them off; for whatever reason it always seems to happen. Just like it has been happening with my recent boyfriend. Oh the sex was still decent, but it was starting to fizzle, and I knew it would only be a few months and I would be back to finding someone new.
And that brings me back to where I was; stretching out on my bed, my stretch sweat pants down to my knees, and holding my little friend. That is if you can call an eight inch ribbed cylinder little, but definitely my friend.
It only took a few minutes to get things nice and lubed up; using that quietly humming little tip on my aching clit sent nice little tremors through my belly.
"Fuck yesss" I sighed as I slid home. Fuck that felt good as I felt my walls stretch.
"Come on baby...fuck me." I grunted as I gripped the end with both hands.
I started with a nice slow tempo, sliding in and out nice and deep. I could hear the wet sucking as my pussy gripped that monster. The little ribs were dragging across my swollen lips, and the quiet hum was sending pulses through my walls.
Closing my eyes, I started to slowly pick up the pace. I could feel my juices oozing out around my toy and dripping down my ass.
"Fuck me baby" I groaned as my eyes closed.
Just so you know; it wasn't my boyfriend that filled my vision right then and it wasn't some hot movie star either. I admit; I had a thing for older men, though I had never been with one. There was something about the idea of their skill and knowledge, and how to pleasure a woman that lingered in my mind.
As my belly flexed, and I began to really churn that thing in and out; visions of this bear of a man in his forties, spreading my legs wide by my ankles, filled my mind. I could see his slight belly, the hair on his chest; and god could I feel that cock as it began to pound into me.
"Oh fuck yeah" I grunted. "Take me baby" I moaned as I picked up the pace even more.
A light sheen of sweat began to cover my face as I began to really drill into myself. Both hands gripped the round base, as I drove that thing deep into my aching cunt. You got it, when I start it's a nice tight pussy; once I get revved up, it turns into a dripping wet cunt.
"Fuck me...fuck me" I moaned as I started shoving even faster.
There I was; climbing that wall, pounding my juicy cunt as my ass began to meet my own thrusts. I could even feel the delicious first waves as my orgasm built; when the unthinkable happened.
My eyes snapped open and I groaned, as I felt the humming begin to fade in my belly. Noooo...no...no...no; I wanted to scream.
FUCK, I almost screamed as the last tremor hummed through my cunt, and then silence. Not now, goddammit why does the fucking thing have to die now.
Yanking my cream coated dildo out, I shook it, and then slapped it on the bed. Fucking thing, I growled; of all the damn times for the fucking batteries to die.
Rolling on my side I began rummaging in the small stand beside my bed, I always kept spares in there; I knew I had some. The fucker took four double A batteries, I thought as my hand searched the drawer. I pulled back, looking at the two small batteries. Two, where the hell was the other two?
FUCK! I almost screamed. I had taken them out a couple of days ago for my game controller; the same game controller that was sitting by the television downstairs. The fact I had never replaced them and it was my own fault did not fail to hit home.
Frustrated I tossed the abandoned toy onto the bed, and pulled my sweats and panties back up. Fuck, I could feel the thin fabric of my panties cling to my moist lips and it sent a shiver through me. I need those batteries, was all I could think of as I headed for my door.
OK, I admit it; I not only love fucking; but once I start don't get in my way. It's like that's all my nineteen year old brain can focus on. Having been that close to orgasm, only to slide back down; was driving my mind and body insane. I needed relief, and fucking NOW.
Yanking open the door, I started for the stairs. I could hear the television, and figured mom was now in the living room, having finished the dishes; great, now I would have to explain to her why I wanted the batteries.
I love my mother, don't get me wrong; but over the last few years mom has kind of gone from that normal I remember as a little girl; to a conservative old maid. Mom used to sunbathe in a bikini and wear short skirts showing off her legs. Something about when she turned forty-five things changed. She never wore a swimsuit anymore, and about all I ever saw her in were slacks and turtlenecks.
I could just hear it now, telling Grandma Moses I needed the batteries so I could diddle my cunt off; that would go over like a bomb. I hesitated at the top of the stairs, trying to formulate what I would say, when I heard the soft music from down the hall. DAD! Fuck, he's in his office. Maybe he has some batteries; I turned without even thinking clearly, and headed back down the hall.
The door to dad's study was closed, but I could hear he soft music coming from inside. Honestly, in my frenzied state, it never occurred to me I should knock; I just eased the door open and looked inside.
The music was playing from the stereo by the door, which only partly answered why dad never heard the door. The other reason was that his whole attention was on his computer screen.
Like me, Dad loved gamming, and his computer was like his baby. He built the damn thing; it had a top end graphics card, liquid cooled, and a thirty-six inch monitor the size of a television; which at that moment was definitely not showing the game he was currently playing. Holy fuck, I almost shit. I stared as a man in his mid-forties shoved the fattest dick I had ever seen, into the tight wet cunt of a teenage girl.
I felt a sudden gush of my own fluids as the older man all but mauled the young girl. Now that's fucking, I thought; as he began to pound into her tight little body. I glanced at dad, but with the back of his high office chair to me, I couldn't tell. Was he masturbating, I wondered.
The idea my dad was jerking off to a May December scene was sending a tremor through my belly; a tremor that suddenly reminded me why I was here. I slowly backed out and eased the door shut. Knocking loudly, I waited the minute I knew dad was shrinking his screen before he called for me to come in.
"Hay dad, I'm sorry to bug you." I said.
"Its OK sweetie" he smiled. "What can I do for you?"
God, he was the ever the loving father. In the middle of hot sex and he could drop everything and think of me. It made me look at him in a different light. It also didn't help that he had a fucking huge bulge in his jeans when he turned to face me. God, how big was that thing, then I shook myself. This is your fucking dad, I thought.
"Ummm, do you have any batteries?" I asked.
"I might" Dad answered. "What kind?"
"Double A" I couldn't tear my eyes from that bulge. My hazed brain was running over half of what I was doing, and I couldn't stop it.
"Check the drawer on the stereo stand" Dad said.
I turned and bent over to rummage in the small drawer. Just as my hand wrapped around two batteries, I glanced over my shoulder. Jesus, was he checking my ass, I wondered. His eyes were glues to me as slowly I rose back up.
As I tuned, my sweats shifted with my movement, and I could feel the wetness between my thighs. Oh my God, he could see I was wet. My dad was staring at the wet crotch of his nineteen year old daughter.
I slowly walked back to his chair, the two batteries clutched in my grip. Jesus, I could feel my hips sway as I moved. I watched his face, how his eyes moved with me. They seemed locked higher this time. I glanced down and sure enough my rock hard nipples were straining against the thin tank top I was wearing.
I already had two batteries in my room; I had enough with these two; so someone tell me why I picked that moment to lie.
"There's only two...I need four" I said softly.
Dad sat mutely, staring at my breasts; I had this horrible urge to thrust my chest out at him, but somehow resisted. Slowly his eyes rose to look me in the face, confusion written in his look.
"You need four?" He seemed off balance; God does the same thing happen to him, I wondered as my hazed brain controlled me.
"Yeah, it won't work on two." I said.
"It won't work on two?" He asked. "What won't work on two?" he looked at me.
One glance at that bulge in his lap and my nineteen year old brain just shot down; but my mouth kept working.
"My vibrator" I told him. "It takes four batteries." God did I just say that to my dad?
"Vibrator" Dad moaned back.
"MY vibrator" I repeated. "I'm horny as hell and it died." I told him.
"Oh Jesus" Dad moaned. "Sorry sweetie, I think that's all I have." He said.
I glanced over at the closed door to his office, and then back at his face. I could see the sweat forming on his brow and how his hands clenched on the arms of the chair. I should have turned and left; gone back to my room and started where I had left off.
Today had been a totally shitty day and I wasn't in the mood; what I was in the mood for was between this man's thighs. Against my better judgement, I stayed, and I made it even worse.
"Turn it back on." I could hear the rasp in my own voice.
"Turn it..." dad stuttered.
"The movie" I told him. "I need to finish, I want to watch."
Nothing like admitting I had seen him watching porn. Any normal father would have raged at his daughter at that moment; I knew dad was in the same position I was when his hand reached for the mouse.
I watched the screen as me brought the clip back up again. It was paused at the perfect moment for my fogged brain. The girl was stretched out on her face on the bed, while the older man mounted her from above.
I heard the mouse click, and watched as the man resumed movement; his hips pounding down into the girl. Every blow made the cheeks of her ass shake as he rammed into her like a pile driver. God, now that was fucking.
I was a bit surprised there was no sound, and then saw the ear buds sitting on the desk in front of dad. Setting down the batteries, I reached out and picked up the bud, bringing it to my ear. I saw dad start to move to stop me, but then hesitate. I found out why when I slipped it in my ear.
"Fuck me daddy, fuck me harder." filled my ear. I felt the hugest tremor shoot trough my body as I stared at the screen.
Without turning my eyes, I slid one hand down my belly, inching my fingers under the waist band of my sweatpants. My fingers crept lower and lower towards my now leaking pussy.
"Go ahead and finish" I whispered at dad; not taking my eyes from the screen.
I didn't hear him move, but that didn't stop me. My fingers slid over my mound, then down into the wet crevice. I moaned softly as one finger slid into my soaked cavern. That was apparently all it took.
I sensed dad shift beside me and the rustle of cloth in the quiet room. His elbow rested on the arm of his chair, but I caught slight movement out of the corner of my eye.
I added a second finger as the man on the screen pulled the girls hips back, bringing her ass into the air. Now on all fours on the bed, she was taking a pounding and by the sounds in my ear, loving every second.
Realizing I was wearing the ear bud, it meant dad no longer had sound. Once again judgement went out the window as I opened my mouth.
"She loves it, you can hear it." I said hoarsely. I didn't expect dad to reply, and when he did it totally caught me off guard.
"She likes having her daddy pound her cunt." There was no hesitation in his words, they were strong and powerful.
I turned to tell him as the girl on the screen was squealing like a stuck pig; when his lap came into view. I meant to look him in the eyes, but only made it to his lap before my gaze locked. Jesus, how could you not stare; I mean that thing had to be at least eight or nine inches long, it was thick as a hell, and fucking rock hard.
"Because it's so big" I gasped, staring at that hunk of meat.
"I bet it fills her tight little twat." Oh fuck I almost buckled at my father's words.
Was he still talking about the movie? I tore my eyes from his groin and looked up. His eyes were locked on my own waist; watching the cloth of my sweatpants move in time to my plunging finger. That was it; the movie was gone for both of us. The point of no return had been crossed like a race car blowing across a finish line.
"Big, fat daddy cock" I moaned as my eyes dropped back to his lap.
I stared in wonder as his fist pumped up and down that shaft, the veins pulsing in front of me. I had lost my virginity by the time I was sixteen; fucked more guys that I could shake a stick at; but never in my life had I watched a full grown man jerk off.
"I'll bet she's nice and tight" Dad grunted.
"Fuck yes" I moaned back; adding a second finger to my now drenched cunt. Yep, I had devolved down again; the pussy was gone, all I had now was a hungry cunt.
"She likes showing daddy her hot little cunt." Dad's voice filled my ears over the squealing in the ear bud.
God how did he know the perfect thing to say? My other hand shot to my waist and I tugged the elastic waist of the sweat pants down; letting the cloth free to fall and puddle at my ankles.
"I bet daddy loves her tight teenage cunt" my voice was hoarse.
I spread my feet, opening my thighs more. I glanced up and could see his eyes locked to my shaved cunt. Not being a true blonde, I made sure to always be shaved smooth; that way a guy never truly knew. At this moment, it also meant that my swollen lips were on full display to my father's hungry eyes.
"Her tight little walls wrapping around his thick daddy cock." Dad grunted.
I could see his cock jerk in his grip when my sweats fell to the floor. A drop of pre cum seeped from the tip and I felt the overwhelming desire to lean forward and lick it onto my tongue.
"I bet...she cums...on his cock." I gasped.
By now I had added a third finger; and the wet smack of my hand against my mound was audible as I pounded my fingers up into myself. I had to grip the edge of the desk as I shoved my hand harder and harder into myself.
Dad had matched the tempo of my fingers; I could hear the slap of his fist every time my hand hit my mound. I could feel my walls clenching around my fingers, panting as my body climbed once again.
"Does she want her daddy to cum inside her?" Dad grunted out.
MY brain snapped; the movie totally disappeared as I felt that familiar knot growing in my belly. Fuck this was going to big, I realized. MY eyes were locked to that pumping fist as my juices coated my hand between my thighs.
"Fill me daddy" I gushed out. "Fill my cunt with your seed, make me yours." I babbled
"Fuck you so good" Dad moaned.
"Yessssss, fuck me daddy." I hissed back.
"Fill that tight cunt" he panted. "Hot, thick daddy seed."
"Fuck meeeeeee" I moaned.
I watched his ass drive up off the chair, as I rammed my fingers as deep as I could get them. Somehow, even then, we met together. As my orgasm lit up my belly, I watched his face clench in raw passion.
"Fuuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk" Dad moaned. I watched as a thick rope of jizz shot out the tip and arched through the air.
"Arrghhhhhhhhhhhhh" I wailed with him. My body spasmed and shook as my orgasm tore through me. A hot gush of fluids erupted from between my thighs, coating my hand and dripping to the floor.
I stared as a second and third thick rope pumped out, coating his hand. Fuck, how much did he cum, I thought. I could feel my belly flexing as the waves rolled through me with one of the most intense climax's of my life.
By the time we both had eased back down my thighs were drenched in a flood of my cream and his entire lap was covered in this cum. I saw the look of guilt that grew on his face. Now was not the time to discuss this. I scooped up the batteries and reached down to gather my sweatpants.
Just as I reached the door, I stopped. I didn't dare turn around and face him; but I just had to say it.
"That was fucking fantastic" I whispered; then slipped out the door.
Back in my room, I loaded the batteries in my toy, and promptly pummeled my cunt to two mind blowing orgasms; each one with the image of my father driving his fat dick up into my needy cunt.
As I collapsed back on my bed, it was my turn to feel the guilt. I knew what we had done was wrong, in fact beyond wrong. I reasoned it had been a moment of weakness for both of us, our hormones taking control. I silently vowed to myself to not let it happen again.
I had slipped off my jeans and tank top, slipping into an outsized t-shirt I used for a nightgown, when there was a soft knock on the door. Dear old mom to the rescue, I thought with a sigh.
"Come in." No point putting it off.
I slid onto the bed, and turned to watch as my dad came through the door. I was surprised since I thought it would be mom coming to console me over my 'loss.'
"Dad" I said softly, as I settled back against the headboard of my bed.
Dad closed the door and turned to face me. I could see his eyes as they traveled up my exposed legs; when they finally reached my face, I could see the look of concern on his face.
"Was it because of me?" he asked softly.
Because of him, what the hell was he talking about? Then, it hit me. I stared at him a moment. Should I say or shouldn't I say warred inside me; one thing we had always prided in the family was honesty.
"Do you want the truth?" I asked him.
"Yes" he answered simply.
"Lock the door" I told him. "I don't want to be interrupted."
I watched as he reached behind himself without even looking, and snapped the lock. God I bet he could pop a bra open in a heartbeat, I thought; not that I was wearing a bra at that moment, or even panties for that matter.
"Don't guilt yourself Dad" I said as he watched me. "Don't blame yourself for something that was coming to an end anyway." I sighed.
"Good" Dad gave a sigh of relief. "I thought...well...after the other day..." he hesitated.
"You didn't cause the break-up OK" I gave a half smile. "I will admit you speeded things up quite a bit."
I dropped my glance to his jeans, fuck he was hard again. Was it me, or just his normal state? I pulled my eyes away and spoke with hormones more than brain.
"It's kind of weird getting banged by your boyfriend in the back seat of his car, while you're thinking of your dad's monster cock." I said honestly.
"I'm sorry" Dad whispered.
"For what" I almost laughed. "That he has a five inch dick that can't compare to yours?" I let my legs drift just slightly apart. "That's not your fault." I watched his eyes.
Sure enough his eyes went straight to the junction of my bare thighs where they met the hem of my night shirt. I swore to god that thing pulsed inside his jeans.
"Truth?" I asked softly.
Mutely he nodded. I knew it was mostly my unsatisfied hormones that were talking. I had never gotten off tonight and I had intended to use my little friend to finish the evening. I slowly began drawing my knees up, not touching the hem of my nightshirt as it drifted higher on my thighs.
I let me knees ease open, seeing his eyes widen as my swollen lips came into view. I could see the sweat forming on his brow as he stared at my wet pussy. Scratch that, it was well past pussy time, I was deep into needy cunt and sinking fast.
"What do you want to do to it?" I husked.
"I want..." he started to say.
"Show me." I cut him off.
I wasn't really sure if he would, so I was a bit surprised when he moved to the foot of my bed, and then eased down to stretch out between my widening legs.
Without a word he bent his head down toward me. I felt his hot breath for a second, before the hottest mouth I had ever known enveloped my entire cunt.
There was no tease, there was no build. He just opened his mouth wide and sucked both my fat lips in, then jammed his tongue deep inside me. My legs shot straight out as my head banged back against the headboard of the bed.
Holy fuck was he good, I had never been eaten like this before; and I loved oral sex. I could hear wet slurping as his probing tongue scooped my fluids out into his mouth. My hands went back and forth between gripping his head and clutching at the sheets. I couldn't lie still as I withered under his expert tongue.
I wanted to moan out a protest as his mouth pulled back slightly, but when he capture my throbbing clit between those lips, it turned into a gurgle of sheer pleasure. When the tip of his tongue lashed over my clit, I shuddered with wonder. How the fuck did my father know how to feast on a wet cunt like this, I was dazed.
I could smell my sex as it dripped into his mouth. His obscene sucking noises were like music as I felt a heat growing in my belly.
"Oh fuck...don't stop...dad...daddddd...dadddddyyyyyyyy" I mumbled and turned into a wail as my ass started rising from the bed.
"Eat me...eat my cunt..." I whimpered as the heat in my gut hit critical.
And eat me he did. His tongue was like he was playing a violin on my clit, while he sucked every drop from me and swallowed it down. He was fucking feasting on me, and it was driving me over the edge.
"Oh fuck...I'm going to cum...Oh God...never..." I babbled as my body lost control.
"Daddd...unnghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" my loud cry turned into a groan.
Just as the fire lit in my womb; I felt a thick finger ram up my spasming cunt. I could have died right then and I would have been in heaven, as my orgasm exploded in my gut. He had the perfect timing of that experienced mature male, to sense when to move.
I felt my juices gush out to coat his hand and face; my toes curled and sparks ignited behind my eyes as wave after wave rolled over me. I could hear him swallowing as I filled his mouth. This was no amateur boy faking at pleasing me, this was a man; bent on devouring me.
Collapsing back against the headboard, my body limp from the intensity; I felt him pull from between my lewdly spread thighs. I saw the shadow as he rose up in front of my exhausted body; he was standing on my bed, facing me.
"Daddy" I whispered softly.
He didn't say a word as he unsnapped his jeans and tugged them down.
I turned my head slightly, and there it was, inches from my face. I had dreamed of that cock, masturbated to memories of it; now it was only inches from my face. Like an electric current, energy coursed through my body. God I wanted that thing.
Reaching up, I was barely able to wrap my slender fingers around his girth; I felt the shaft throb in my hand. Opening my mouth, I pushed my face forward; feeling the fat head slip between my lips. My head began to bob back and forth as I swirled my tongue around him. His taste and smell only added to my frenzy. I was addicted to my father's cock.
I felt his hands reach down, and fingers wrap in my blonde curls. I felt his hips push forward, as his grip drove my mouth further down ono him.
"Suck it" I heard him growl above me.
Suck it, Jesus I was well past that. I just let him take control as he began to fuck my mouth. I heard a soft gagging, realizing it was me as the engorged head of his cock pushed against the back of my throat. Tears came to my eyes as he shoved my mouth further down; then gasping for air as he slid my head back.
My arms hung limp at my sides as I submitted to this powerful man. My own father was using me for his fuck toy, and I could feel the lust in me grow even more.
Once again he had perfect timing. He knew just how deep to shove that monster where it would tickle the back of my throat; and then he would ease up to let me fill my lungs with air.
I gurgled and choked as he drove his fat cock almost to the root. Spit dribbled from my mouth and down my chin. Now usually I'm not one to swallow, I wanted nothing more at that moment, than for his hot seed to be pumped down my throat.
It seemed my father had other ideas. He ripped his cock free of my slobbering mouth and staggered back on the bed. Collapsing to his knees at my feet, he stared at me. Gripping my ankles, he gave a quick pull that brought me down on the mattress, stretched out full length. With a twist of my legs, he rolled my compliant body over until I was now face down,
As I felt his fingers dig into my hips, pulling me up onto my hands and knees; it dawned on me. He wanted me just like the movie we had watched. Looking over my shoulder at him, I saw raw lust burning in his eyes.
"Fuck me daddy" I whispered hoarsely. "Fuck your slut daughter." I egged him on.
I had never before considered myself a slut or whore; in fact if a boy would have used those words, I would have slapped his face. But, kneeling there on my bed, waiting for that monster to tear into me; I knew I was now my father's slut.
There was no bumping or grinding; no missed mark. This mature, experienced man; aimed like a guided missile and drove what felt like was a baseball bat up my cunt in one stroke. My head snapped back and my mouth hung open as a whimper slipped from my lips.
He sank clear to the root, until his hips slapped the upturned cheeks of my ass. My eyes rolled back when I just barely felt the tip of his cock brush my cervix. My first thought was fuck he was big; then next, my brain simply melted.
"MMMFFFFFFFFFFFFHHHHH" I wailed.
I realized my scream was muted because my father had clamped one hand over my mouth. The next thing I felt was that hand coming to the center of my back and shoving me forward. I dropped off my hands, burying my face in my comforter. It was just in time as I felt him draw back and then slam home again.
"NNNNAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH" I screamed into my sheets as my belly exploded in white fire.
My entire body began shaking and quivering as my orgasm shredded through me. One fucking stroke and he had me cumming like a fountain.
I don't know what was more astonishing to me; the fact that I could feel my cunt cream spraying out between my thighs to splatter to the sheets between my spread knees; or the fact that he never missed a stroke behind me.
Every time that monster drove into my belly, another wave rolled through me. It was like a never ending orgasm. Like I said before, I wasn't a virgin; but it was like everything I had experienced before had been a prelude to this. Now this was fucking.
"Harder...oh shit...more...please" I begged. My father gave it to me.
He picked up the pace as the wet sound of his hips slapping my ass filled my bedroom. Every stroke down drove my face into the mattress without mercy. I began to rock backwards in time to his movements, trying to drive that glorious prick even deeper.
"Fuck me daddy" I gasped
"Fucking...my...daughter" He grunted
"Give it to me, oh fuck yes." I groaned.
"Tight...fucking...cunt" Dad grunted.
"Your cunt...your slut...Oh fucks" I moaned as he pummeled me.
Back and forth we went, egging each other on. He wanted to hammer me; and I wanted the fucking of my young life. We were like two primal animals mating in the wild; and God did it feel good.
I could hear him panting; feel drops of sweat falling onto my ass as he pounded into me. My whole world devolved down into that hunk of meat torturing my cunt. I felt his balls slap against the lips of my cunt; full heavy balls. He was getting close; I could feel it and hear it. Turning my head against the sheets, I looked back at his face.
I had never seen that look before, one of total abandon. His teeth almost showed in his grimace to hold back. Sweat dripped down his flushed face. His eyes locked to mine but his hips never stopped moving.
"Sweetie...daddy's going...to cum..." He said.
"In me...please..." I mewled back.
"But you're my..." he started to say.
"I don't care" I almost snarled. "Please daddy, fill me." I begged in my little girl voice.
That did the trick, boy did it ever. With a huge lunge he drove that fat pole deeper into me than I had ever felt, then his whole body went rigid. My already filled cunt, stretched wider as I felt him swelling inside me. Oh God yes, he was going to...
The first molten blast washed my walls as he let out a tremendous expulsion of breath. I knew he wanted to roar out his victory, but couldn't. It didn't matter, for the first time I felt a real man cum inside me.
As the heat enveloped my belly, my body went insane. I began to bounce and flop under him as I lost all physical control. Dad gripped me by the hips and tightly held me to me, as a second thick rope pumped into me.
I could feel my own gut wrenching over and over as I orgasmed. I couldn't even cry out or scream as my climax dwarfed everything. I could dimly feel my juices run down my thighs as his seed filled me. I could feel his cock pulse and jerk alo9ng my tight walls; it meant everything and nothing as wave after waved tore through me.
The fact we were cumming together, meant how connected we were. This may be wrong, this may be a sin; hell I knew it was illegal. It was also damn near perfection. Unbidden, the dark thought crept into my fogged brain; that the only thing that would have made it perfection, was if I wasn't on my damned birth control.
As my orgasm began to ebb, I could feel my strength going with it. My legs buckled and I slowly lowered to the bed, guided by my fathers' strong hands.
I lay on my bed, covered in sweat and cum, panting for breath; as my father slowly rose and stood beside me. I turned my head and simply watched as he dressed to return downstairs to my mother.
My mother; how long had it been I wondered. I looked at my father, trying to pour out all the love I felt in one glance.
"Dad" I asked softly. "How long has it been?" I wanted to know.
"Over three months" my father said sadly.
In that moment, I hated that woman downstairs. No, I loved my mother; to me that was different. I hated my father's wife. Any woman who would deny her husband for over three months, let alone deny that fantastic cock; was beyond crazy, I thought.
"Two days" I said softly.
"Two days?" dad looked back with a puzzled expression.
"I need a day to rest." I smiled. "You aren't exactly small." He smiled back.
"I want that thing back in me in two days" I raised my head and looked at him. "Understand mister."
"Two days." Dad had a crooked smile this time.
"For now" I whispered. "Once I get used to you; I want it every fucking day." I told him.
"Anything for you sweetie" Dad whispered; and then he turned towards the door.
"Anything dad" I called out softly.
When he turned and looked at me with a question; I couldn't help that dark seed from coming out. He did say anything I wanted, I thought as I smiled at him.
------X------
The next morning I walked into the kitchen like I had been riding a horse for a week straight; which was kind of true, but the horse was my father's thick cock.
"You all right?" my mother asked me.
"Yeah; just sore muscles." I told her.
Mom gave me the lecture about staying up to late, and being out at night. I half listened while I wolfed down a slice of cold pizza. Heading for the door, I grabbed my chemistry books. Turning around, I saw dad standing at the foot of the stairs.
Glancing back at the kitchen, I walked over to him. I made a point of standing with my back towards the kitchen door, that way I could shield his body.
"Tomorrow" I growled as I reached out and gripped that fat cock through his jeans.
I headed out the door and class before he could react. I had plans for that dick, big plans.
The next day was my usual morning routine for a Wednesday. The one advantage was it was my short day; that meant classes only until two. Dad wasn't at the stairs when I headed out; I hoped he remembered I wanted him tonight. I had thought about masturbating this morning, but I didn't want to push things. He had given me quite the pounding, and the last thing I wanted was to be sore when he did it again tonight.
Getting home that afternoon, I wandered through the house. I shoved another piece of pizza in my mouth; OK sue me I like pizza. I headed to my room and dropped my books off at my desk. I wanted to be ready for tonight, so I headed for the shower.
I am like most teenagers, most of the world just drifts by and I never notice; it's only when it has to do with me that things register. That means I never looked in the garage, and I never noticed the door to dad's office closed.
Standing in the shower, I let the warm water cascade down my body. My hands cupped my full breasts as I soaped up my body. At that moment the frosted glass door of the shower slid open.
"Dad!" I nearly screamed when he stepped into the shower.
Holy shit, he scared the hell out of me. I thought I had been home alone. I just stood there, my heart hammering as he stepped up behind me.
I opened my mouth to chew his ass off for scaring me, when I saw his eyes. Oh fuck, I thought. They damn near glowed with lust. Two big paws reached out and gripped my hips. Without a word, he twisted my body to face the back wall of the shower, then one hand slapped against the wet skin of my back, forcing my upper body forward.
I reached out and braced myself against the cool tile; I tried to turn my head to see what he was doing, but the water kept spraying into my face.
Suddenly my entire body lifted onto my toes, as dad jammed his face into the crack of my ass.
"SHHIITTTTTTTTT" I screamed out.
I mean screamed, I heard my voice echo against the tile walls. Did that stop him, oh hell no. That tongue came out and started at my slick pussy slips; and swiped the entire length back and over my tight asshole.
"OH fuckkkkk" I groaned as hot fire lit in my belly.
I felt those hands grip the cheeks of my ass and spread them wide. The next sensation was his tongue jamming between my swollen cunt lips. Yep, I had descended back into cunt phase.
"Eat me, oh fuck yes" I couldn't help myself.
He sucked in one fat lip, and then the other. Then he shoved that tongue back into me. I was going fucking nuts. I had gone from demure daughter, to quaking slut in less than five seconds.
Sucking and slurping, dad slobbered all over my cunt and ass as he ate me like a pro. How the hell could my mother say no to this? I was stunned.
I could feel the knot in my gut starting. I knew what I wanted and I wanted it NOW.
"Get up here" I told him.
Dad rose to his feet standing behind me. We were close to the same height, so it put that fat dick right at the perfect position. My nails clawed at the tile as I looked over my shoulder at him.
"Fuck me" I growled back at him; and he did.
With a single, unerring lunge; he drove that fat cock right up my gaping cunt. With mom not home, it gave both of us the chance to finally cut loose.
"FUCCCKKKKK" Dad roared as he buried himself in me to the hilt.
"Naahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I heard myself screaming again.
I swore to God my walls burned they stretched so fast and so much as he plunged into me. God did it hurt...and feel good at the same time.
For those who want to know there are three ways of having sex, at least to me. One is making love, one is just having sex; and the other is down and dirty fucking.
We sped through making love, detoured around having sex; and ran straight into rutting fucking in about three strokes.
"Oh fuck...oh yes...more..." I grunted between strokes
His hands gripped my slick hips, trying to hold on; as his hips slapped against the cheeks of my ass. I think if he would have driven deeper, he might have popped out of my mouth, and I wanted even more.
"Harder daddy" I groaned. "Fuck your slut daughter" I wailed.
"Tight...fucking...cunt." Dad grunted as he hammered into me.
"Fuck that cunt...fuck that cunt..." I chanted back.
Dad's hands slid up my wet shaking body, gripping my swinging tits. And yes, they are tits when you're being fucked by an animal. I felt him squeeze and mold the flesh in his hands as he pounded into me.
I have been fucked in the back seat of cars; in bed; in a closet at a fraternity party; and once in a tent at summer camp. I have never been fucked standing up. Oh my GOD.
Dad rammed in hard, shoving me up. I was shocked when I felt his raw power lift me off my feet. For a second I just hung there, impaled on his cock. The concept of being an extension of his sex crazed body sent my brain into shutdown.
"ARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH" my scream echoed off the walls.
I couldn't see straight as my eyes rolled back, I felt hot cream spraying from between my thighs to join the hot water running down my legs. I wasn't cumming, I was going into meltdown.
This supreme older man, who happened to be my father, was fucking the living shit out of me; and all I could do was babble for more.
"I'm yours...yours" I moaned as he pinned my body against the cool tiles.
I meant every word as my gut wrenched and then rolled with my orgasm. He fucking owned me in that moment; and I knew it. No teenage runt could do what he was doing right now.
"Cum on daddy's cock" his voice rumbled behind me.
"Daddy's cock...daddy's cunt..." I moaned back.
"You like that slut?" his voice rasped behind me.
"Love it...oh fuck me daddy" I wailed back.
I felt his weight slam into me from behind, pinning me more to the cool tile. My tits were mashed up against the wall, as cum was running out of me like a damned river.
I felt his hand slide between our pressed bodies; what was he doing. Oh God now what? I was already racing toward a tremendous explosion, when I felt a fat finger slide into the tight opening of my ass.
No offense, I not much into anal as a general rule. Having a telephone pole shoved up your ass does not feel good, at least to me. That moment, right there in the shower, I became an anal whore.
Using his finger, I felt the stretching, but not the burning when I had tried a cock in there. I shuddered and moaned as his cock rammed into one hole, while his finger slid in and out of the other. I was being fucked in both holes at the same time, and immediately went into sensory overload.
"Fuck my ass...fuck my cunt...fuck me...fuck me" I babbled back at dad.
"You want it, don't you" his hot gravelly voice in my ear.
"Want it...please..." I could only whimper back.
"Beg bitch" his words tearing to my core.
If any boy would have told me I would be begging for his cum; I would have ripped his dick off and called him a liar; until that moment that is.
"Cum...please..." I begged softly. "Fill me daddy...please" I whimpered.
True to his word, my father gave a huge bellow behind me, and rammed into me. Pressed against the wall I had nowhere to go, the only thing I could do was take that fat cock deep into my needy cunt.
When I felt the spongy tip bump against my cervix, I fucking lost it. No one had ever been deep enough on me before to do that; a totally alien sensation ripped through my gut as I felt the light impact.
"CUMMMMINNNNGGGGGGG" I screamed into the shower stall.
"FUUUCKKKKKKKKK" dad roared behind me.
I felt his body jerk and then the strangest sensation; I actually FELT him cum inside me. Not that heat or even that pressure of being filled. I actually felt his hot cum jet out and wash my walls.
I felt my orgasm roar back to life as wad after wad of hot cum poured into me. He was fucking drowning my cunt in his seed. Hot...virile seed...I thought darkly.
I just hung limp as he slowly eased my body down. My legs trembled when I finally used them to hold myself up. I felt his cock slowly slide out of me; my sore lips dragging along his shaft.
Once again this man had fucked me raw. A thick glob of his cum oozed out of my gaping hole; I could hear it splatter to the floor of the shower.
"Good thing you're on the pill" I heard him husk.
"Yeah...good thing" I panted back.
I thought of that packet of small colored pills; the one I had shoved deep down into the kitchen garbage can two days ago. Yeah, good thing, I smiled against the cool tile.
For the next month I reveled in his cock. The first week or so, I had to take breaks he fucked me so raw. By the end of the month, I wanted it every fucking day.
Like I said; some people like fucking; I LOVE fucking. Or better yet, I love getting fucked. We fucked in the shower; I rode his cock in his office chair. Hell, he hammered my cunt raw in the garage one night while mom slept.
Did I feel guilty? I did a little; but then I reasoned if she had been giving him what he needed, he wouldn't be fucking me. It just frustrated me we had to keep sneaking around like two criminals
Dad was terrified mom was going to find out. Me, I didn't really give a shit by then. Remember, I'm nineteen; that entitles me to not give a damn about anyone but me.
By the time the second month came; we had figured out a little routine. Dad would hurry home for lunch, and I would use my break between classes to run home and go horizontal with dad. Wednesday became our big day, when we would get the whole afternoon to go at it.
Once, we fucked for over two hours straight; damn near missing mom's return home from work as he hammered my already cum filled cunt. I thought the near miss was hot, dad freaked.
I helped mom get dinner ready, while her husbands' sticky cum dripped down my thighs. I really had become my daddy's slut.
Dad and I had been going at it pretty hot and heavy for a couple of months now. How did we manage to keep it a secret? It wasn't easy. We had to sneak half the time and I fucking hated that; but worse was when we simply had to wait because there wasn't an opportunity. By then I had stretched a bit, I wasn't getting the next day soreness, and I wanted that hard log shoved up me every day. The really fun part was that dad's sex drive matched mine; which was a shock since I was nineteen and he was pushing forty-five.
It was a Wednesday, my short day; which meant release day. We could fuck like rabbits and scream our brains out since we had the house to ourselves.
When dad got home I was just coming out of the bathroom, stark nude. He just stood in the hall and stared at my body. I swore I could watch the rising lump in his pants. There is nothing that inflates a girls ego more than when a guy gets a raging hard on for her, believe me.
"Are you happy to see me or is that Hillshire Farms in your pants?" I smiled.
"Be a smart ass and I'll fuck your tight little ass." Dad growled back.
Not with that telephone pole, I thought. The finger was just fine, shove that thing in my ass and you'll rip me apart. I turned around and wiggled my tight teenage ass at him.
"Are you...cumming?" I giggled at my hidden wording; and then all but skipped to the bedroom.
By the time I hit the bed; he had pulled his clothes off and slid on beside me. I reached down and gripped that fat dick in my small hand. That thing never seemed to stop amazing me, and I never could figure out why mom didn't want it. Oh well, I thought, her loss is my gain and slammed my mouth down on him.
I heard him grunt as his fingers curled in my hair. He pushed my mouth deeper from the back of my head; I could hear myself softly gagging on his length.
"That's it baby...suck daddy's cock." He moaned. I shivered; I loved when he called himself daddy.
I used my hands to brace myself on the bed as my head bobbed, my mouth sucking up and down. I felt my cheeks puff out as he filled my mouth; and I sucked like a hoover vacuum when he drew back.
I just gave myself to dad as his hands pushed my head further and further down. I took a deep breath as my head slid up; it was time to try this for real.
I had been practicing with my friend, shoving eight inches of rubber down my throat. I focused on relaxing the back of my throat as my mouth slid clear down his throbbing cock.
When I felt my nose bump his pubic hair, I wanted to scream with joy; except I had a huge hard dick shoved in my throat. I pursed my lips and with a loud slurp sucked my way back to the tip.
"Holy fucking helllll" dad roared.
I had done it; I had deep throated that monster. You tell me there is a guy out there that doesn't want his cock deep throated; and I'll call you a bald faced liar.
I locked my lips around the crowned head, and dad gave me the exact response I had been after.
"God damn fucking SLUT" my loving father screamed.
Then that fat cock jerked in my grip, and it spit a thick wad of hot cum right down my throat. I sucked for all I was worth, trying to swallow every drop while his ass rose off the bed. And I just kept sucking.
Even when he had emptied his balls in my mouth, I kept going. I wanted this thing shoved up in me, and I meant to keep it rock hard. Pulling my mouth free, I swallowed the last of his load. Rising up, I threw a leg over his waist, straddling him.
"My turn" my voice was raspy from the invasion of my throat.
"Fuck me" dad groaned.
The head of his cock popped into my cunt with an obscene noise. Yep, I was a cunt again; and damn happy about it.
"Oh fuckkkkkk" I groaned as I started sliding down on him.
I could feel his thickness stretching my walls, God dam he felt good.
"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." I grunted as I pushed down harder.
Dad reached up and gripped my hips, I knew what was coming; and made no effort to stop him.
"I said FUCK ME" Dad growled; then slammed me down onto his cock.
Over eight inches of steel hard dick rammed up into me, it felt like he was ripping me in half. It was the most delicious pain I had ever felt.
"Dadddddddddddyyyyyyyyyyyy" I heard myself screaming; as my body convulsed.
I don't know how, I mean I was on top; I should have been in control. Instead I felt myself lifted up and rammed back down again and again.
My arms flopped limp at my sides, while my tits bounced like two balloons; Jesus Christ was this fucking. I gurgled and whimpered my way through my orgasm, as juices coated his belly and pubic hair.
"Cum on my cock" Dad rumbled at me.
"Cumming...Oh God I'm cumminnggggg" I moaned.
"My slut...all mine." Dad growled.
I looked down at him; I knew the fire had to be burning in my eyes.
"You know what daddy" I hissed.
He looked up at me, but his hips never stopped moving; that fat cock kept slamming up into my cunt even as the knot grew in my belly. Now was the time.
"I'm...pregnant" I grunted between strokes. "You...bred...me." I panted out.
"Holy shit" dad groaned.
I felt his hips slowing, I knew it was from the shock; but it was the last thing I wanted. I wanted him to fuck me even harder. I leaned down, gripping his chest, staring into his eyes.
"That's right" I told him. "You bred your own daughter." I saw his eyes grow huge. "Now fucking do it again." I growled.
I squealed when I felt my body being lifted like a rag doll. Dad spun us over, my body driving into the mattress on my back. Dad towered over me; his hands gripping my ankles, and opening me wider.
This was it; this was by far one of my favorite positions. There I was, the innocent teenage girl; while a perverted older man pummeled my juicy cunt. I fucking loved it.
"Fuck me daddy...fuck me" I hollered. He was the perfect father, he did just that.
His pelvis slapped into mine as he pounded down, my whole body was being shoved into the mattress with each stroke. My hands flopped useless, my head rolled from side to side as spit dribbled out of the corner of my mouth. I could feel my tits wobbling on my chest every time that fat cock rammed home.
Through it all, he just kept fucking...and fucking...and fucking...God it was divine. He was like a machine as he took my body.
"Fucking pregnant SLUT" Dad roared.
I felt a sudden burst of heat filling my belly. Oh my God he was cumming; and yet he never stopped fucking me. I would never run low on batteries again; he could outlast the ever ready bunny.
Both of us collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air. I lay on my parent's bed, in a puddle of my own juice; and God help me I thought of my mother. Not because of envy or hate or anything; but more about how was I going to tell her I was pregnant? Telling daddy had been fun; telling her was going to be a pain in my ass.
By the time I entered the kitchen later than evening, mom was standing at the stove stirring dinner. I sat at the small table and looked at her. In a way I felt kind of sad. At one time she had to love sex; I mean how else can you explain me. But, apparently, things had changed somewhere. I sighed, might as well get this over with, I figured.
"Ummmm...mom" I almost shook.
"Mmmmhmmmm" mom didn't even turn around.
"There's something I need to tell you" I opened with my rehearsed words.
I had practiced this all afternoon. First admit you're pregnant; then claim it was a party and alcohol. I figured mom already saw me as promiscuous, so it kind of fed right into it.
"You're pregnant" mom cut me off.
I just sat there mute. The words had been calm, soft; no anger no ranting about how or where. She already fucking knew; my brain went fuzzy with confusion.
"How did you know?" I couldn't believe her.
"For one, I figured it was only a matter of time" mom waved her hand. "For another you haven't asked for any tampons in over a month."
Mom turned and looked at me; God her eyes were so calm. I was in a state of confusion, she knew; she wasn't pissed; what the fuck was going on? Everything I had rehearsed just went down the toilet in one flush.
"Have you told your father?" mom asked as she looked at me.
"Uhhhh yeah" I couldn't even speak, I felt like I was stuttering. Then all hell broke loose.
"Before or after he fucked you." Her soft voice drove into my brain.
I damn near shit; pissed myself; choked on my own saliva; and nearly convulsed as her words slammed home. One thing about being nineteen; you tend to use that fight and flight a hell of a lot. I've never been one to run away, you can imagine my response.
"Actually he was dumping a load in me as I told him" I spit back.
Mom's eyes got a fraction wider, but her gaze never wavered from mine. I couldn't believe I had just said that; and I waited for mom to go nuclear. Instead she sent another bomb straight at me.
"And did you tell him he was the father?" she asked quietly.
Holy fucking hell, there isn't much you can say back to THAT kind of comment. I just sat at the table stunned, watching mom.
"Why don't you set the table for dinner" shit she changed gears in like a heartbeat.
"Then let your father know dinner will be in a half an hour" she said turning back to the stove.
I numbly rose; Christ everything I had planned was just blown out of the water. I needed to let dad know she knew about us; he was going to shit.
"That gives you a little...time" mom said as I headed out the kitchen door.
Right, I thought; time to stab my eyeballs out while I figured out what the hell I was going to do now. It took a few minutes while I set the table for things to sink in. Remember, I just got my ass thrown to me in the kitchen; my brains were a bit scrambled.
What the hell did she mean by the side comment about time? I froze and stared at the kitchen door. She didn't mean...no way. I have a very perverted mind, and right then it kicked into overdrive.
I stepped to the kitchen door; mom was still at the stove.
"I'm going up to talk to daddy" I said to mom.
She just stood at that damn stove like a rock she didn't acknowledge my comment or anything. I just turned around and walked away.
By the time I had crossed the kitchen and living room, and then ascended the stairs; I had every stitch of my clothes off. It was totally nude city when I walked into dad's office.
I dumped my clothes off to the side and walked up to dad sitting in his office chair.
"What the hell?" his face was total shock.
I reached down and started undoing the front of his pants; we only had a half hour I wasn't going to waste it. Dad was in such shock I had his pants undone and his fat cock in my hand before he even reacted.
"Baby...we can't..." dad said in a strangled voice.
"We can't what daddy." I gave a wicked smile. "Do this?" Then I bent at the waist and engulfed his semi hard cock.
"Oh Jesus Christ" Dad moaned. "Oh fuck...your mom...Goddddd." He was losing the battle.
His voice may have been saying one thing; but that nice fat dick grew hard as steel as my lips glided up and down it. Admit it; you would have to be dead to not get hard with a nineteen year old gobbling down your dick. And dad wasn't dead, that meant his cock was rock hard in minutes.
I pulled my mouth free, leaving a wad of spit covering the tip; and then climbed onto his lap on the office chair. Gripping the back I looked into his eyes.
"You have two choices" I husked. "Kick me off, or fuck me; choose." I told him.
"We can't..." Dad gasped. At the same time those paws gripped my waist tight. So much for denial, I thought.
"FUUUCKKKKKKK" I screamed as dad rammed me down onto that pole.
Fuck that felt good; that big fat dick stretched my walls; and with a loud squelch it filled my tight cunt. MY eyes rolled back as a gush of fluids coated his cock and balls.
I felt him put a hand over my mouth, trying to make me be quiet. I shook my head, pulling away. I looked down into his face as I gripped the arms of his chair.
"Fuck me daddy" I hissed at him. "Fuck your pregnant daughter." I demanded.
And like the good daddy he is; he did exactly that. He gripped my waist and started pounding up into me. God I felt like I was getting split in half. I held onto the arms of the chair for dear life as he tore into me.
One nice thing about being nineteen, you don't flop your tits when you bounce. I leaned in and shoved one hard nipple into his open much.
"Suck my tits" I growled.
I looked up over the back of the chair; yep I had been right. Perversion seems to run in the family. There in the doorway to the office stood mom.
She was holding onto the door frame, staring at me. She watched me bounce up and down like a rag doll on my fathers' cock. I saw this wistful look in her eyes as she watched, and suddenly realized the back of the chair hid almost everything from her.
I may get my sex drive from my father; but it was perfectly clear who I got my perversion from. I released one arm of the chair and leaned back slightly, my hand finding the edge of the desk. With a gentle push, I felt the chair start to slowly rotate.
I looked down at dad, and he was so far gone the pope could have walked in and he wouldn't have stopped. His face dripped with sweat and he had a grimace on his face as he worked that cock up into me again and again.
When the arm of the chair was even to the desk, I let go of the edge and gripped the arm again for balance. I looked off to the side and there was mom, standing in the doorway.
Now she had a clear view of us. God we had to be a sight. My father was sitting there, with his pants around his ankles; sweat dripping down his chest. My tight was ass bouncing up and down, harder and harder as I shoved a tit into his eager mouth.
I wanted to turn the chair more, but it was already too late; I could feel the mounting pressure in my belly.
"I'm going to cum" I panted down at dad.
"I'm going to cum on my father's cock." I shuddered out.
"Give it to me you slut." Dad whispered.
Oh this opened a nice door. I looked down at him with fire in my eyes.
"You want your little girls' cunt cream?" I asked in my sweet girl voice.
"Then fucking say it daddy." I growled.
"OH Jesus Christ" dad moaned louder. "Cum on me baby...give it to me." He said.
This time I could tell his words were loud enough for mom to hear. First her eyes grew wider, and then one hand slid down over the slight pooch of her belly, and under the waistband of her jeans.
I felt my belly tighten more. Fuck, she was going to finger herself as I come on her husband dick. I picked up the pace, slamming down harder; I wanted dad to meet me; let her see both of us.
I reached out my hand and once again pushed on the desk edge, this time finishing the turn. I knew I was going to explode, but I tried to focus my frazzled brain.
My back was to mom, and I knew she had to be watching dad's thick cock sliding up into me, covered in the white froth of my cream. I mean shit; the chair had a huge puddle on it so you had to know the rest was dripping out of me.
Perversion gripped my brain like a maniac as I wrapped my arms around my dad; mashing my tits against his chest. I clung to him as my body rose and fell with wet sloshing filling the room.
The move put his head right where I wanted it, resting on my shoulder. That meant, he was now looking behind me. I knew he saw; not from words; but how his body suddenly stiffened under me.
"That's it daddy" I moaned in his ear. "Cum in your daughter; your teenage...pregnant...daughter." I said. "While your wife WATCHES" I drove the words home.
Then I did a little trick I had learned; I tightened my Kegal muscles. For those who have never experienced it, you're missing out. It tightens your walls around a guys buried cock like a hot velvet glove. I had yet to meet the guy who didn't blow his load when his cock gets squeezed by a wet hot cunt; and dad was no different.
"FUUUCCCKKKKKKKKKK" Dad roared. His hands gripped the cheeks of my ass and squeezed.
I slowly slid my body up, pulling on the back of the chair. It did two things; one was to create the sensation of that tight glove sliding along dad's now throbbing cock. The second was to lift my ass up, exposing the base of his cock and about an inch or two of the shaft.
I looked over my shoulder, and sure enough, mom's eyes were glued to his cock where almost the entire thing was stuffed into me. Jesus her hand was going nuts inside her slacks.
In that moment I realized I had severely underestimated my mother. She wasn't the prude I thought she was; she was a closet slut. Where I wore the banner proudly; nothing like being my daddy's slut; she kept it hidden and under wraps.
No wonder Dad was so fucking good; he had been having sex with this perverted woman; and then suddenly she had cut him off.
"Oh God...what are you...oh shit...I can't hold." Dad babbled under me.
"Yeessssssss" I moaned loud enough for both of them to hear. "Give it to me; fucking fill me daddy" I told him
And true to his promise he did. I felt his already thick cock swell against my walls; and then pulse inside me. God I loved his cum in my gut. I could feel that heat inside my belly as my father spasmed under me; I ground my hips down onto his lap trying to milk him dry.
I turned to look at mom now barely standing as she leaned against the doorway. I could see her body shudder and shake while her hand was finally still inside her slacks.
At that moment daddy latched his teeth onto one of my nipples; sending an electric shock from my tit straight to my belly.
"God I'm cummmmminnggggggggg" I moaned as my eyes locked with my mom's.
I gripped the arms of the chair as my body convulsed; a hot gush of fluids pulsing out to soak his cock and balls under me. I knew I was releasing eggs again; but it was a little late for that.
Still staring at mom, I rose slowly off dad. I knew she could see the frothy mix of white goo that matted his pubic hair. This time it was dad's turn to be a limp mass when we were done; he just sat in his chair with his arms hanging down, I could hear his ragged breathing.
I continued sliding up, until his cock slid free and slapped against his belly with a wet smack. I held still, my ass pointing at mom, and waited. It only took a moment before a thick wad of our mixed juices oozed from between my still gaping pussy lips.
It made the hottest and most obscene splattering sound as it landed right on top of dad's slick cock. Standing in front of his chair, I leaned down and kissed him on the lips.
"Fucking fantastic daddy" I whispered. "Like it always is" I smiled
Turning I walked to the door to the office, my eyes on mom still in the door frame. As I slipped past, I just couldn't help that last surge of perversion.
"All yours...mom" I husked. "Why don't you go clean up your husband...with your mouth." My voice dripped lust.
"Oh God" I heard mom softly moan as I headed down the hall to my room.
Just when I reached the door to my room, I heard dad give a guttural moan; and I smiled. I don't think I'll be buying batteries for a very long time.
------X------
To be honest I never thought I would need batteries for my poor little friend again. Even now being over two months pregnant, Dad was just as energetic as the first time. The difference was now we didn't have to hide it.
I was leaning over the breakfast table one morning, while Dad dumped a hot load into me, the whole time Mom just sat at the table and watched us. I had read about cuckolding, but honestly never been a part of it.
It was fucking awesome. One moment I was the adoring innocent daughter, and the next I was a horniest slut you ever saw. One thing about being pregnant that I have discovered is that your hormones go haywire. I was hornier now that I had been when this all started, if that was possible.
I think it was because of that, that things took a bit of a strange twist. You see, one thing about sex; when you've been getting it pretty regular, it's a bitch when it suddenly stops.
No, it wasn't a guilt trip, or mom; or even being pregnant. It was the most mundane thing. Dad got the fucking flu. I mean the poor man was sicker than a damn dog, and no offense puking and all that is NOT my thing.
By the time we hit the third day of dad being sick, I was about coming out of my skin. I needed a cock so bad I was dripping wet twenty-four hours. Knowing Dad was not in a position to relieve my stress; I decided that I would have to revert to my old friend.
The only problem was I couldn't find the damn thing. I had searched my room and nothing. I had even asked Dad but all I got was a miserable groan as a response. It was a Wednesday, my short day; and I figured I had the time to really hunt for him. I didn't have to hunt as far as I thought. I had gotten home from classes, checked on dad who was sleeping in his room. I needed to take a quick pee so figured I would just hit their bathroom quick. I was just sitting on the toilet when I saw him, sitting on the corner of their bathtub.
What the hell, I wondered how it got here. I knew it wasn't Dad; that only left one other person. My mind jerked, wait a minute, my mother...was using MY dildo...to get off. Holy shit, I thought.
Like I said before, between flight and fight, you got it fight usually won out. I was pissed as hell; how did she have the guts to use MY dildo. I picked the thing up and took it with me to my room.
As I settled on my bed, I looked at it closely. Sure enough, I could see the specks of white froth from her cream still clinging to the surface. She hadn't even taken the time to clean it; at least when I was done I always rinsed it off and took care of it.
I thought of mom, standing in her shower, shoving my dildo up into herself as she came. Honestly, I did the first thing that came into my mind; I shoved my friend so deep inside myself I almost screamed.
Normally I would tease myself, take my time building; but right now I was horny as hell, I hadn't been fucked in over three days; and I had this image of mom shoving my own dildo up her dripping hole in my mind; hormones took over.
"Ohhhh fuccckkkk" I groaned as my walls stretched around the cool rubber.
I spread my legs wider on the bed, as my juices dripped down the crack of my ass. God this wasn't going to take long. I reached down with both hands and gripped the base of my toy, with a grunt I rammed it in as deep as I could.
"Oh God...fuck me daddy" I moaned.
I could hear the sloshing of my cunt as I climbed, I stared at the ceiling as I envisioned my father looming over me; his fat cock stretching my cunt. I twisted the dildo, feeling the smooth rubber slide across my clit. I didn't have enough hands, I wanted to use both hands to pump it in and out, but I also wanted to tease my clit since the smooth rubber wasn't quite enough.
As I lay there, my poor sick father down the hall sleeping, I hammered my cunt until I could feel that knot building. Unbidden I wondered how mom did it. I mean she had to have been standing in the shower. Did she use both hands, or did she use one hand and frig her clit.
Did she think of the times she watched me and daddy? God the whole thing was driving me insane with lust. I couldn't help it; it was like someone just painted it into my hormonal teenage brain. The image of my mother, standing in her shower, her back against that same cool tile my father had fucked me against.
Her legs splayed apart, as she shoved my fat little friend into her hungry hole. Her head hung down and her blonde hair hid her face, but down lower I could see her hand spreading her fat lips open, teasing her hard clit.
This time it wasn't a vision of my father, God help me. I watched in my minds' eye as mom looked up right into my eyes...and came. I fucking lost it right then; my feet planted on the bed, my ass shot straight up; and I drove that toy so deep I swore I would need surgery to get it back out. But that wasn't the most shocking part to me.
"MMMOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" I screamed as my belly exploded.
Holy shit, I was coming to a vision of my mother having her orgasm; and intense was not the word. I felt my walls contract and squeeze that vibrating toy, as fluids poured out of my quaking body, flooding the damn bed under me.
"Oh fuck...oh Jesus...Oh God..." I moaned as wave after wave rolled through me.
I kept the toy shoved deep, as the humming swept through my womb; God I didn't think I could cum this hard without real sex. I quivered and shook as my ass slowly lowered to the bed, gasping to catch my breath as after-shocks rippled through me.
What the fuck was THAT? I had never been interested in girls before; and I had even had a couple make a pass at me. The idea my own mother turned me on shocked me. As I pulled my friend free of my sucking hole, I knew I needed to sort this out. I looked down at the now quite rubber in my hand, as it literally dripped my juices onto the bed.
Usually I would have immediately cleaned him up and then stowed him in my bedside stand; this time I just tossed him to the side on the bed; knowing he was now covered in the hot cream of TWO women.
I spent a lot of the rest of the day applying all kinds of logic to what had happened after class. Let's be honest, it is a bit of a shock when you shove a dildo up yourself, covered in your mother's juices; and then promptly have one of the biggest orgasms of your teenage life.
At first I thought it was because she was my mom; I mean fucking my father is HOT. Just knowing this is the man who's sperm made me, and he is now dumping a hot load of that same sperm into MY womb, is HOT...HOT...HOT.
I rapidly realized that wasn't the only reason though. There was also the fact that mom was a cuckqueen; being submissive and watching her own husband fucking her daughter. The fact that my mother could be dominated and taken added something to it I hadn't experienced before. I admit when it comes to sex, I'm pretty aggressive; I mean who climbed on daddy's lap; who threw away her birth control pills deliberately.
I knew I had daddy, I mean let's be real; even sick as shit; Dad had tried coming to my room two nights ago. The fact that the last time he had fucked the shit out of me; mom was sitting at the kitchen table only feet away watching; I knew who owned his balls and it wasn't mom.
For the first time I looked at mom that night at dinner. Did I want to dominate her? To own her the same way I owned my father? Was that what this was all about rolling around in my brain?
I watched mom bend over when she set the table, her breasts swinging heavy in her blouse; fuck I felt a gush of wetness. When she stood at the stove, I looked at how her tight jeans molded to the curve of her full ass; and I wanted to reach out and grab those delicious globes.
Yep, there it was; I wanted this woman; and I wanted to OWN her. Some people prefer the subtle approach, while some use the conniving approach. Me, I prefer the direct approach; just do it. If mom really was as submissive and cucked as I thought she was; she wouldn't be able to refuse anyway.
Tonight, I decided, was time to test that theory. Dad was out with the flu; I was horny as shit; and here was the perfect answer. I waited until after dinner, when mom headed upstairs for her nightly shower.
I headed up a little bit after her; knowing she would be missing my friend I had taken out of their bathroom. I headed to my room and retrieved him from my bed; he was still coated from one end to the other in my dried cream. Fuck, this was going to be good; and my body quivered in anticipation.
I slipped through mom and dad's bedroom, treading quietly to not wake dad. I opened the master bathroom door and slipped inside. I could see mom's form through the frosted glass as she moved in the shower. Slowly I undressed, being as quiet as I could; I wanted this to totally catch her off guard, it would work better that way.
"Hey mom" I said softly, as I slid the shower door open and quickly slipped under the warm water behind her.
"Honey...what..." Mom stuttered in surprise.
"I just figured I would return something," I said in a husky voice. "Aren't you missing something?"
Mom's eyes glanced down to the empty corner of the tub and then back up to me. She stood stock still as I edged closer, until our nipples were only separated by mere inches.
Mom's eyes grew wide as she saw the dildo in my hand, where I held it outside the spray of the water. I didn't want the shower to clean it off; I had something else in mind.
"I hope you don't mind; but I used it today" I whispered.
Mom shuddered and moaned as she stared at the froth covered toy. I almost could see her nipples harden to diamond tips before my eyes.
"I figured...you can clean it off" I rasped.
I raised the toy upward as I reached out, wrapping one hand behind mom's neck, pulling her to me. Just as our nipples began mashing together; I slid the head of that cum covered toy into her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmm" mom moaned as our bodies ground together.
I had her; she was mine now; now to see just how far this would go. I slid my hand down her wet back, gripping one full ass cheek in my hand.
"Suck it slut" I whispered, as I ground my pelvis into her.
Warm water cascaded over our bodies as I pressed into mom; I had to admit this whole thing was getting me hot as hell. I could feel my own juices trickling down my inner thighs. It was time to ramp this up a notch, I decided.
Pulling the toy free of my mother's lips, I heard her give a soft groan. I stared into mom's eyes as I slid it slowly down her body, the tip of one finger depressing the small button at the base. A gentle hum started just as the tip reached her nipple.
"Oh goddddd" Mom murmured.
"You really are a closet slut aren't you mom" I whispered in her ear.
"Please...don't..." Mom gasped back.
"Only a slut watches her husband fuck another woman" my voice was almost as hot as the water.
"Your father...Oh God..." Mom groaned as that vibrating tip slid down her flexing belly.
"My father...my lover" I hissed back.
"Careful, he's just on the other side of that door; you need to be quiet or you might wake him." I told Mom
"Honey...we shouldn't...what are you..." Mom was quickly losing it.
I slid the vibrating tip of the toy between her thighs. I felt her legs shift, opening; inviting me in. I knew she was giving in, time to ramp this up and see what mom was capable of.
I angled my hand, bringing the tip of the dildo up; I pressed it between her swollen lips. I watched mom's eyes widen and a gasp come from her lips when I knew I hit the right spot. I pressed upward, jamming the tip against her hooded clit.
"Oh God" Mom moaned, her head tilting back.
Her moan echoed off the shower tiles, her hands reaching back to try and brace herself. She stepped back, pinning herself against the tile. I moved with her, closing in. Time to really own her, I smiled.
"Such a slut" I whispered. "You want it and you know it."
"Please...don't..." Mom softly moaned.
"You watch us not because you wish you were me" I told Mom. "You watch because you wish you were him."
I saw her eyes open wide and she stared at me; I knew I had hit a chord with that one. I knew this was now a two way street; I wanted to own her, but even more; she wanted to BE owned...by her own daughter. Just like her husband was.
"That's what you want, isn't it" I looked her in the face. "You want your own daughter...to fuck you."
"Oh God...please" Mom whispered back.
"Say it, tell me you are a perverted slut" I hissed.
I ground the tip of the dildo against her clit; between the pressure and the vibrations coursing through her I watched as her belly flexed. Mom stared at me wild eyed, lust clouding her vision.
"Please...don't ask..." Mom stuttered.
"Oh I won't ask" I smiled. "I won't need to...you will."
I slid the tip up just a bit higher, barely parting her swollen lips; I could feel her hunch her hips, trying to capture more of that rubber cock inside herself.
"Please...Please..." Mom chanted softly, her hips rocking.
"Tell me mom" I locked eyes with her.
"Tell me you want your innocent daughter...to fuck your slut pussy." I egged her on.
"Please...oh God I can't...please..." Mom reached up one hand and gripped my shoulder.
Her hips were rocking back and forth, desperate to pull that phallic cock into her grasping pussy. Her eyes were wild and blazing as her nails dug into my shoulder. Mom exhaled a large breath then her face rose and calmly looked at me.
"Fuck me" she panted. "Fuck your slut mother" she softly begged.
I leaned into her, my breasts mashing into hers as I pinned her back against the same wall my father had pinned me to. My lips clamped over hers as my tongue drove into her wet mouth. It was the only way I could think of to muffle what I knew would be a blood curdling scream; as I rammed the dildo straight up into her.
Eight inches of rubber cock slammed into my mother's quivering belly; I gave no quarter as I took her. She was mine now, and we both knew it.
"Ngghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Mom moaned into my mouth.
Her hand clamped onto my shoulder and her hips shoved forward, forcing that fake cock even deeper. I felt a sudden gush of hot fluids wash over my hand as her belly flexed. I didn't let up; I pulled that toy back, and rammed it back home again and again.
Mom's mouth pulled free of mine as her head banged back against the shower wall. Hot water cascaded down our bodies, but neither of us noticed it was starting to cool. I could see the whites of her eyes as they rolled back, her hard nipples pressed against mine.
Her entire body shook and vibrated as I continued to pound her dripping pussy with my toy. I could hear her mewling and moaning as her orgasm roared through her. I didn't want her to just cum, I wanted her to fucking explode.
"Give it to me slut" I hissed in her ear. "Give me every fucking drop of your cum."
"I'm a slut...a whore" Mom grunted
"Your whore...my daughter's whore" her eyes started to refocus as she looked at me.
"Then cum for me...mom" I told her.
I rammed the toy as deep up into her as I could; releasing the butt end, leaving it lodged inside her; my fingers found and pinched her throbbing clit. I watched mom's face intently as her eyes widen in surprise at this new sensation. I had seen porn clips of women orgasming; but you never knew what was real and what wasn't.
This time, I watched a real live woman as her orgasm barreled down on her. A heard a soft whimper from mom's throat; and then her eyes rolled back again while her whole body went rigid against the shower wall.
"Oh God I'm cumming" Mom grunted.
"Cumming...cummmiinnggg...cummmiiinnnggggggggg" her voice started to climb.
I could tell how badly she wanted to scream, but she also didn't want to wake Dad in the next room. As she stood there and vibrated against the shower wall, in the same spot Dad had made cum; I could hear the splatter of hot juices on the tile floor at our feet; her cream exploding out of her body
As her knees began to buckle under the sensations, I slid the still vibrating toy from her, depressing the power button. I watched as mom slowly slid down the shower wall, her back slick on the tile as she crumbled to the floor under.
I reached out and shut off the now cooling water and looked down at this woman who had been such a dominate factor in my life. Knowing that I had caused her to lose such control; I had brought her such pleasure. I knew that now she belonged to me and it was time for her to show it.
Reaching down with my free hand, I curled my fingers in her hair, tilting her face up towards mine
"My turn mother dearest" I whispered.
"Mmmmmmmmmffffffff" I heard her moan as I mashed her face between my thighs.
My teenage gash covered her face as I ground into her; it was time for my relief.
"Suck me mom" I looked down. "Suck your daughters' cunt."
She didn't need any more encouragement, as I felt her hot tongue slide between my lips and probe inside me. It was such a different sensation from when dad would eat me; while he used his strength to direct my body; mom used finesse and fluid motion as her tongue traveled all over me.
First deep inside; and then along my swollen lips sucking one inside her hot mouth. When her tongue flicked across my throbbing clit I shuddered in raw pleasure. God damn my mother could eat pussy.
"That's it mom; make me cum" I gasped.
I ground my pelvis into her face hard, as my fingers wrapped into her blonde hair. Without even realizing what I was doing, I raised my mother hand and sucked that rubber dick into my mouth as she sucked my clit into hers.
I could taste the now cool rubber, but more; I could taste the sweet tartness of her juices that clung to the surface. I had never tasted a woman before; and the flavor went from my mouth to my brain; and then straight into my gut. I jerked the toy out of my mouth, dropping it to the shower floor as my other hand curled into her hair.
"FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" I screamed as my gut spasmed against her mouth.
"Eat me...oh fucking hell eat my cunt mom" I wailed as I yanked her face tighter against me.
I could feel my juices literally spray out, coating her face as I exploded. I thought what had happened earlier on my bed had been intense, it paled in comparison. My head rolled back as I stared up at the ceiling, my mouth hanging open. My hips hunched uncontrollably grinding into mom's face; as my ass cheeks clenched in time to the waves rolling through my belly.
Mom had hardly moved or made any noise as I used her hot mouth to get off. She had knelt there in the shower, pleasing her daughter; as a good slut should. I looked down at her and smiled.
"Such a good slut" I whispered.
Mom just knelt there, trembling; silently nodding. I stepped out of the shower, drying quickly I bent down and picked up my clothes, mom hadn't even moved the whole time. I reached in and picked up my toy resting on the shower floor, my head bent close to moms'.
"Maybe next time, we'll use a real dick" I whispered.
"Thank you" mom whispered back.
As I slipped out of the bathroom, I glanced over at Dad; he was lying on his side watching the bathroom door. I know my scream along had been enough to wake the dead, let alone mom's noises.
"Enjoy the show daddy" I asked as I bent down and kissed his warm forehead.
"Very much" he half smiled. "What are you doing?" he stared up at me.
"Mmmmmm" I murmured. "Looks like someone might be feeling better" I said.
I reached out and wrapped my fingers around that hard fat sausage that was more than evident through his sheet. I gave him a gentle squeeze and was rewarded with a pulsing through that thick pole.
"Oh God" Dad moaned.
I pushed his hip, as he rolled onto his back. My hand tugging down the sheet as he lay spread out on the bed. His cock lay rigid and stiff, the swollen purple head pointing at his naval as I bent over the edge of the bed.
"Daddy's so hard" I whispered.
"Oh my God...baby" Dad groaned as I softly kissed that enflamed tip.
"Your mother..." he mumbled and I saw him look off to the side.
I turned my head and saw mom was now standing in the doorway to the master bathroom. Just like the first time she had watched us; she was leaning against the door frame, her fingers drifting over her soaked pussy; except that this time she was totally nude and I could see everything.
"My mother" I rumbled, is going to watch her daughter...suck her husband's cock." I said.
"Baby, I don't know if I can..." Dad started to say.
"Shhhhhh" I whispered.
I slowly ran my tongue up the full length of his shaft, watching him twitch at the contact.
"Just lay back, this one is for you." I told Dad.
I stared back at mom, who seemed frozen to the spot watching. I opened my mouth, and engulfed the swollen head of my father's cock. I could hear the wet squelch as her fingers drove into her dripping pussy; followed by the obscene slurp as I pulled my mouth back.
"Oh fuck...shit...so good" Dad babbled.
My head began to bob up and down, pulling him as deep as I could; fuck he was thick. I timed the movement of my head to my mother's hand, so every time her fingers drive up into herself, I sucked down dad until his balls hit my chin.
Now well past the pussy point again, I felt my own cream dripping down my thighs; my cunt priming itself. I wanted this cock, it had been three days. While mom's hot sucking had been great; nothing was better than having a fat cock rammed up into you.
Pulling my mouth free, I climbed up onto the bed, throwing one leg over dad's hips. Facing towards his feet in a reverse cowgirl, I made sure to position myself so mom could see every movement. I reached down and gripped his cock slick with my spit, holding it straight up; my wet cunt hovering just above it.
"Watch me mom; watch me fuck my father." I gasped.
I don't know which was hotter in that moment; the sound of my soaked cunt sucking the swollen head inside; or the grunt mom gave when she rammed her fingers up into herself hard.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" I moaned as I slid down inch by inch.
I could hear Dad groan behind me as my hot walls gripped his cock. I felt his cock pulse as I slid lower; and then with a gasp settle on top; his thick cock buried to the root inside me. I spread my thighs wide, letting mom see how deep he was inside my eager cunt.
"Oh fuck...oh fuck..." Dad grunted behind me.
I guess having been three days for him too had been a bit too much. I felt his fat pole jerk inside my belly; and then wet warmth began to fill my belly. I leaned back, my hands resting on Dad's chest, as I opened myself for mom.
"He's fucking cumming in me" I moaned.
Even as I felt a second pulse of thick cream flow into me, I rose up just slightly. Sure enough, I felt a thick glob of his seed slip out around his cock, oozing down to his balls for Mom to see.
Mom's head rolled back at my words, her hand now a blur between her thighs. I heard her grunt softly, and then her entire body shook. The fact she was cumming at the same time as Dad was fucking HOT.
I slowly rotated my hips, grinding down on Dad; feeling more of his hot cum now seeping out of my filled cunt. The fact I was already pregnant with his baby, made everything almost surreal.
Dad had gotten his release; and then mom had gotten hers. It was time for mine I figured. I leaned back again, sliding my ass up just an inch or so; the effect placed me not totally seated on Dad's throbbing cock. Mom could now see his balls and the base of his cock, covered in his cum; while my cunt was still stretched wide open.
"It's my turn" I almost growled, staring at mom. "Come here my pretty slut" my voice dripped with honey.
"Baby...she's..." my father started behind me.
I slid one hand across his chest, finding one hard nipple. I gripped it between my thumb and finger and twisted it, HARD.
"Jesus Christ" Dad was surprised.
"It's MY turn" I repeated.
Slowly mom took one and then a second step towards the bed; I could see the glaze in her eyes just like the shower; she was mine now.
"That's it" I coaxed her.
Mom stopped at the foot of the bed, her eyes riveted between my thighs. I knew she could see Dad's cum clinging to my lips and coating his shaft. I watched her for just a few seconds as she stared and trembled.
"You know what to do" I whispered.
Just a few months ago, if you had told me I would be fucking my father; bearing his incest child; or that I would have fucked my mother raw in the shower; I would have told you that you were insane.
Now, I watched as my mother slid between Dads' spread legs, her face lowering slowly to my soaked cunt. Her blonde hair cascaded down, hiding her face for a moment. I felt Dad spasm under me as her tongue came in contact with his shaft.
"Nnnghhhhhhh" Dad moaned under me.
"Fuuckkkkkkkk" I gasped as her tongue slid upward along my fat lips, and then drug across my throbbing clit.
"SHHITTTTTTTTTTT" Dad screamed.
His hips drove up, slamming his cock deeper; I felt him swell again; holy God he was going to cum again; I had never known him to cum this soon after blowing a load into me.
"Cum in me daddy...drink it mom...oh fuck." I heard myself babbling.
I swore to God my brain shut down, and my gut wrenched so hard it hurt. I felt juices spew out of me coating mom's face as she lapped up Dad's freshly oozing seed.
I lay back against my father's heaving chest, my own lungs trying to pull in air. I felt his now softening cock slowly slip from my well lubricated cunt. As a thick glob of his seed followed, I could feel mom seal her lips around my opening, sucking it in. I knew then I could never go back to having just a pussy again; but that was fine with me. I had the best damn parents a girl could ever have.