That night at the dinner table all her mother wanted to do was talk about the news story involving the girl who had gotten pregnant as a result of having an affair with her own father. While her mother talked about how shocking it was, her daughter shifted in her seat, all too aware of how much hearing about it was turning her on. Ignoring her mother she looked across the table at her father who was starring intensely into her eyes, as if he was reading her mind.
That night she lay in bed thinking about her mother's story when her father opened the door to her bedroom, came in, closed the door behind him and locked it. Without saying a word he undid the buttons on his shirt while she slipped the straps of her lace nighty down off her shoulders, exposing her breasts. Her father undid his belt, and took off his pants and boxers, while she slipped her panties down her legs and off her feet. She opened her legs wide for her father as he positioned his hard cock at the entrance of his daughter's sweet little pussy. "No condom Daddy?" she whispered. "No condom sweetie," he replied and then slid inside his daughter.
Her mother lay asleep in the other bedroom with nightmares about fathers fucking their daughters, while her own husband fucked their daughter all through the night.
I was peeking from the hallway, holding my thin black robe closed. The light in the living room was low, but the glow off his laptop on the coffee table was enough to show me all I needed to see. I could hear the noises coming from the computer, and I recognized them as the familiar sounds of pornography. I looked at my son. He was naked from the waist down, only wearing a t-shirt. His hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking up and down in a blur. I was breathless as I watch him stroke himself. My mouth watered as I looked at his cock. It was much larger than I remember his father's being. I could feel my pussy getting damp.
"Oh god Mom..." he moaned. I was shocked. I covered my mouth with my trembling hand as I heard more. "Come on Mom, suck my cock..." he muttered under his breath. My heart started pounding in my chest. I was getting light headed. My son was jerking off thinking of me.
My pussy instantly flooded my panties. I was soaked. My fingers found their way underneath my lacey red panties, rubbing slow circles over my sensitive clit. I watched as he slumped down on the couch, his cock pointing straight up. As I watched him stroke himself I made a bold, impulsive, probably dangerous decision. I stared at him for another full minute, my mind not thinking clearly. I took a deep breath, stepped into the living room, and flicked the light switch on.
"Holy fuck....! Mom!" He screamed, scrambling to shield his nudity. The laptop still running, the sounds of pornographic love making in the background as my boy hysterically tried to explain himself. "Mom, I thought you were in bed. It isn't what you think. I was..." he stopped, finally taking a moment to look at me, and realizing that I was allowing my thin robe to hang open. My lingerie clad body on display for him.
He started at me, undressing me with his eyes, The panic that had taken him over was quickly draining away. He sat quietly, breathing heavily, staring at my body. I didn't realize I could have such a dramatic effect on any man anymore, let alone my son. I smiled confidently to myself. I walked over to the couch, and sat down next to him. "Don't worry, baby." He was now blatantly staring at my body, mouth hanging open. The pillow he grabbed to cover himself fell to the floor, and his cock stood proudly. "So tell me. What were you doing out here?"
His eyes quickly came up to mine. Whatever spell I had him under was broken, and he tried to explain himself. "I... I thought you were in bed. And it's comfortable out here, so... sometimes I come here to... you know."
"Masturbate?" He blushed, and nodded. "That's really something you should be doing in your own room." He nodded again, looking down at the floor, sneaking peeks at my naked legs.
I closed my eyes, and took a slow, deep breath. "Well, you're already out here. You might as well finish." His eyes snapped up, looking at me confused. "I heard you, baby. Saying my name." I touched his thigh, only inches away from his throbbing young cock. It sent sparks through my body, being so close to it. His eyes went into silent panic. I put my hand on the side of his cheek. "Don't worry, baby. I didn't mind. In fact... I kind of liked it"
His eyes went wide. "You what?" he gasped.
"I liked it. I want to see you do it for me." He sat speechless. My stomach was turning in knots, unsure about what I was doing, but too excited to stop it. "Stand up, baby. Let Mommy see you." Saying the words sent chills down my spine.
He slowly stood, his cock crossing my eyesight as he got to his feet. He stood right in front of me, his cock pointing right at me just inches from my face. It took more self control than I thought I had to keep from putting my mouth around it. "So... what now?" He said, nervous and confused, but clearly aroused.
"Do what you were doing before." My voice cracked, my anxiety starting to show.
He looked at me for a second, then spoke "So... you just want me to jerk off in front of your face? Are you sure?" I smiled, and nodded my head. My legs were closed together, and my thighs were shaking. My fingers were tapping against my legs, and I was biting my lower lip. I was an open book and my son could see how much I wanted this. He took the moment of my obvious weakness to be bold. "Mom... I want you to take your panties off, and show me your tits..." He winced, almost like he was waiting for me to slap him for saying such a thing.
A look of shock grew on his face when I lifted myself off the couch, pulling my panties down to my feet. I grabbed my breasts from under my bra, pulling them out for my son to see. Every thought in my head was screaming not to do any this, but my body needed it and wouldn't be denied. I sat in front of my son with my legs spread. My naked pussy was dripping, and he couldn't take his eyes off of me. I figured the time for subtlety had past. I stared my boy in the eyes. "Stroke that beautiful cock for Mommy, baby." His shaft jump in front of my face. He slowly and nervously wrapped his fist around it, and started stroking it in front of my face. "That's a good boy. Grip that cock firm, and stroke it for me."
"Fuck, Mom. I can't believe this." He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. I reached my hand down between my legs, rubbing my pussy as I watched my son masturbate for me.
"Neither can I, baby. But I want it. I want my big boy to jerk his pretty cock for me. Stroke it faster, baby. I want to see you cum." My fingers were soaked as they worked over my pussy faster. He did as I told him, his strokes got faster. I watched as his balls got tighter, and his breathing got quick and shallow.
"Oh god... Mom..." I knew exactly what was coming.
"On my chest, baby. Cum on your Mom's chest." He looked into my eyes, he saw my hunger. Saw my need. He groaned loudly, and pointed his cock at my naked chest. My thighs were quivering, my anticipation for his hot load to splash against my breasts becoming almost too much to bare.
Then finally, the first spurt shot out of him, landing between my breasts, dripping down between them. I was instantly thrown into an explosive orgasm. My body quaked as the second spurt landed under my neck. I could feel how hot and thick it was. I wanted more, and he gave me more. I'd seen a man cum so much in my life. It was heavenly, feeling my son showering me with his creamy love. I came harder than I ever have in my life as my son covered me with his cum.
After what felt like long excruciating minutes, his cock stopped twitching, and my body calmed from it's climax. We were both breathing heavily, completely drained and exhausted. He looked down, trying not to make eye contact with me. Shame washed over his face. I looked at him. "Hey you. Look at me." I smiled at him as he slowly brought his eyes to mine. "I love you, you know that right?"
He smiled back, his eyes less embarrassed. "I know Mom. I love you too."
I stood up, and I felt his cum dripping down my body. "You should go to your room and get some sleep." He nodded, and turned to walk off. "Don't forget your laptop." The computer was still playing the porn he was watching. He looked at me, blushing.
"Sorry..." He grabbed his computer, and walked towards the upstairs. I stopped him just before he was out of sight.
"Hey..., wait a minute." He stopped, and stared back at me, me, still standing in the living room, mostly naked, robe open, cum dripping off my tits. "The next time you get the urge to masturbate in my living room, let me know. I think we can find a better alternative." I gave him a playful wink, and he smiled wide back at me before running up to his room.
He couldn't believe his eyes as he took in the sight of his little girl's sweet lips wrapped around his throbbing cock...her perfect pink pussy exposed, gushing wetness as his fingers pushed into her little hole. He'd been horrified when she walked in on him watching porn and stroking his fat cock, especially when the young blonde slut onscreen moaned that she loved being daddy's little slut. He frantically shoved his dick back into his shorts as he scrambled for the remote. While his little girl watched, a teasing smile on her face, she walked over and took the remote from his hand then bent over him to put it on the table, her short little skirt riding up to expose her thin, lacy little panties. Then, settling into the couch beside him, she licked her lips and purred "Don't stop, Daddy...let me be your little slut, just like the girl in your movie, Please Daddy!?"
Stacy knew her son would be home from school any minute, so she left her bedroom door slightly open and started masturbating with her ass in the air. She could hear him calling her name and coming up the stairway but she just kept rubbing her clit, thinking about that bulge in his pants that gets bigger whenever he sees her suntanning, or when he ‘accidentally' walks in when she's getting out of the shower. Ever since her and his dad got divorced she's been so horny, and it's like her son could tell. They are both at thier sexual peak and have all this time alone together now. She knew he had been looking at her - now she wanted to make it impossible for him to resist.
Stacy could hear her bedroom door creak open and footsteps across the room. She pretended not to notice until her son was standing right next to the bed. When she looked over he was rubbing that teenage cock through his pants, staring right at her ass! She didn't hesitate and told him to bury his face in mommy's ass. He knelt down on the bed and she pushed her ass in the air to meet him. She could feel him jerking himself off as he licked her ass up and down. God it felt so fucking good!
Stacy couldn't wait any longer. She flipped over and looked right into his eyes and said "Oh son, fuck your mommy, fuck your mommy good". His cock was so big since the last time she'd seen it, and it felt so good sliding in and out of her pussy. She didn't care what anyone said, "there's nothing like having you own boy's cock sliding in and out of your pussy" she thought. "Nothing better".
Before Stacy knew what was happening, her daughter was standing right next to bed! "What are you doing mom!" she yelled as her son jumped off of her. She was so turned on she couldn't stop, so she just grabbed her by the arm and pulled her over to her, telling her that this is what loving families do and it was time she learned everything she had to teach both her, and her big brother. Stacy's daughter pouted at first, but Stacy pulled down her jean shorts and told her brother to fuck her. She could tell by the way she took his cock that this wasn't her first time - what a little slut, she was only in the 10th grade! Now Stacy knew that they were going to have fun together.
Stacy laid down in front of her daughter while her son kept fucking his sister from behind, she grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face into her soaking wet pussy. It felt so fucking good.... but she wanted more. Stacy wanted her son's cock in my pussy and her daughter sucking on her clit at the same time. Stacy straddled her son and pulled her daughter's face into her pussy again. Feeling her little boy's cock thrust into her while his sister licked her clit, She came so hard that her legs shook and she almost passed out. Stacy's daughter said "Mommy, are you ok?" Stacy told her "Yes honey, that's the best part. Mommy will make you feel that good one day too".
But right now, Stacy just wanted her son to cum, and she wanted it in her mouth. She sucked and jerked him, watching as his eyes closed and his mouth opened wide. He came right into Stacy's mouth and on her lips. She wanted to show her daughter what a good little slut does, so she pulled her lips apart and spit her brother's cum right into her mouth. "They're both growing up so quickly", Stacy thought, she really needed to make sure to spend more alone time with both of them.
"I can't believe you're jerking off your own nephew!"
"Oh come on Sis," my aunt replied. "You know you've always wanted to do the same. How could you not? Look at this cock!"
"Because I'm his MOTHER!" she replied, indignantly.
My aunt snorted in derision at her response, never slowing down the pace at which she continued to jerk my straining prick.
"Right," she replied. "And I suppose it's totally normal for a mother to finger her dripping wet cunt to her son getting his cock jerked off."
My mother had no response for that, but continued to plunge two fingers in and out of her sopping pussy. She licked her lips as she watched my aunt's fist fly over my spit-slickened rod.
"I'm close Mom!" I announced, desperate to blow my load for her. She moaned at my words.
"Do you hear that? Your son is about to cum for you. Now quit lying to yourself and get over here and eat his cum! You know you want to."
"Here it comes! I can't hold back any more!" I cried.
"Hurry! Put it in your fucking mouth! Swallow it!"
The last thing I saw as my vision went white was my mom springing up and lunging towards my crotch faster than I thought possible of her.
I exploded in my aunt's hand, which was immediately replaced by the most exquisite velvety-soft feeling I had ever experienced. The part of my brain that wasn't being completely overtaken by the overwhelming pleasure of the moment knew that I was now cumming in my own mother's mouth.
Somehow, that fact alone intensified the white-hot pleasure coursing through me into an experience I knew I would never forget.
Cassi texted home and said she'd be out for the evening at Michelle's for study group, but realized she'd forgotten her notebook at home, and had to stop by to get it. She ran upstairs to grab it from her room, but stopped dead as she passed her Dad's bedroom and heard a moan. The door was open a crack, so of course she looked in. And gasped.
Her sister was splayed out naked on her Dad's bed, rubbing a buzzing toy between her legs, oblivious to everything but her own pleasure.
Cassi stood there in shock, watching her as she stimulated herself. Until a low voice sounded behind me.
"We thought you wouldn't be home."
Cassi jumped. Dad!
"She's getting herself ready. She likes to cum a few times before I take her. Says it makes her tighter. I agree."
Cassi was mute in astonishment.
"Go on in, see." Her Dad's hand was on her shoulder guiding her through the door as her sister looked up, eyes half closed. She looked at Cassi, then at her Dad, then back to Cassi, locking eyes as she came.
"It's so beautiful. So sexy to watch. Isn't it?" Cassi's Dad said as she bucked against the toy.
Cassi couldn't help but nod. Her Dad's hand hadn't left her shoulder. Now his other was on her hip.
"I first saw her doing it two years ago. Pretty much when she was your age now. I think she knew I was watching her." He said.
Cassi's Dad's hands slid slowly forward. Her sister subsided, shuddering, then began moving the toy again. Sweat beading on her skin, looking more wanton by the second.
"Did you know I watch you, too?"
His hands slid over Cassi's breast and crotch at the same time.
"Dad!"
"It's Ok, Cassi. It's all OK. Just watch. Just feel."
She watched. By the time her sister screamed and came a second time, Cassi's blouse was open, her skirt and panties in a puddle on the floor. Her Dad's hands were on her bare skin. she was soaking wet.
Her sister started again, sounding animalistic, desperate, and Cassi's Dad's fingers slipped inside her. Oh God! As if on their own, Cassi's hips pushed into his hand.
"Daddy... I need you." Her older sister sounded like a little girl. Almost whining. She'd thrown the toy to the side, and had her legs spread obscenely, her swollen, wet pussy open and glistening.
Cassi's Dad's hands left her as he stepped around her towards the bed.
"Watch. Feel," he said to Cassi as he passed. Then, "Daddy's coming, sweetheart."
He shed his pants as he stepped to the bed, and then practically leapt onto her. She screamed as his cock speared her, and she grabbed onto him, wrapping her arms and legs around him as he started fucking her like a savage.
All Cassi could do was stare, while her pussy tingled. The toy was still buzzing, forgotten, by the side of the bed. Still watching her father fucking her sister, she reached for it.
When her Daddy found her looking at his naughty blog, he said it was natural to be curious and that if she promised not to tell anyone, they could look at it together. He pulled her into his lap and they started to scroll through the pictures of girls doing all kinds of filthy, nasty things with men her Daddy's age, or even older. Some of the girls looked alot like her, and she started to feel tingly, imagining it was her doing those things. She was trying not to squirm in her Daddy's lap when he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, and she felt the thing in his pants press against her as his hand trailed down her little nightie to her bare thigh..."What do you think about Daddy's naughty pictures, baby?" he asked softly. She could feel a wet spot forming on her little cotton panties as Daddy's touch sent shivers through her, and suddenly she knew she wanted him to do all those naughty things to her. she leaned back against him and let her legs fall open. "Oh, Daddy," she mewed. "They make my little pussy so hot...does that mean I'm a little slut like the girls in the pictures, Daddy?"
David snuck into the room quitely, already completely naked. Nothing tipped either of them off, as his sister's girlfriend continued to lick her clit. He snuck closer, cock stiffening as he did, until finally he figure there was no going back regardless. Much to his delight, Laurie didn't even flinch when the head of his cock brushed her nose, and she just started to suck on his cock like it had been there the whole time. He heard his sister moan under her, still eating Laurie's pussy. David tensed up as Laurie opened her eyes and looked up at him with a smile wrapped tightly around the end of his cock. He gently mouthed the words "Can I cum?" silently to her as his sister continued to lick her snatch. Laurie loosened her mouth a bit and let him slide in farther, sending him almost over the edge. As he tried to stay as quiet as possible, he heard his sister ask "... what's going on down there?" from underneath. Laurie smiled and let David pop out of her mouth "Oh, it's just your brother sticking his cock in my mouth." she giggled, looking right at David the whole time, "... and now, he's going to fuck you while I watch." Laurie added, holding his sisters legs open and pinning her under her. David looked down at his sister's exposed pussy, and then at her girlfriend's evil grin, and touched the head of his cock to his sister's cunt, and leaned forward into her.
My sister is the one person I trust. She is the only one I can share my secrets with. She is the one I go to when I am unsure. I share my fantasies with her. My sister is, and will always be, my "safe place." The place I go when I need reassurance and release.
Kristen had decided today was the day. She knew her mom would be out of the house until much later and her dad would be home early. Wednesdays were his visit clients/work from home day.
She had been flaunting herself around him for over a month, hoping he would make a move. She sat on his lap, hung around in panties & a T, wore skirts without panties. He had not responded.
She ached to be closer to him, to connect to him in a physical sense. She knew people thought it was wrong, but it didn't feel like that. She loved her mom and did not want to hurt her or upset her. She was not competing or trying to take him away. She just wanted to be close to him, know his touch, feel his hands on her body. It thrilled her whenever he hugged her, she wanted more, that's all.
So, she was off from school for break. Today was the day to do it. She got up and showered and shaved herself, legs underarms & pussy. She fixed her hair and did her make up. She chose simple earrings and a pair of small pink panties. She was considering what top to wear when it struck her, just a necklace, the long bead one. He could not mistake her feelings if she was topless.
So she settled down to wait... it took forever. As the time she expected him home approached, she became more and more excited, inflamed was really the word. Her pussy ached. It took tremendous self control to keep from touching herself to relieve the tension. She wanted the tension. She knew if she was worked up and he touched her she would likely cum. That would show him she was serious. A young woman with real ideas, not a silly girl of 15.
She stood in the bathroom and carefully slid her had down her panties, trying not to touch herself too much. The delicacy of her actions actually heightened her arousal. She looked down at her pussy, working hard to control her breathing. Small droplets of her juices were working their way out of her pussy lips...
She felt so hot, sexy... ready for him. She decided the best thing would be to leave it, let her body speak for itself. Her nipples were erect & hard, if her panties showed a wet spot, so much the better.
She heard the front door open and shuddered. Composing herself she went to greet her father. She had it all worked out. As she drew near the foyer of the house she called out "Daddy? I was hoping we could have a talk" He was looking up when she came around the corner saying "Sure sweetie what's up?"
He stood transfixed. He had worked hard to ignore her flirting & flaunting over the last month or so, but this was different. He felt he was gazing on a young woman, not his little girl and his thoughts became confused.
As he stood there, gazing into her eyes, his hand placed gently on her side he had a vague, nagging thought that he should stop... it slipped away as he felt his daughter undo his pants. They didn't say anything, they both understood the perfection of the moment instinctually.
He looked down to watch her kiss and lick his cock. As she slipped her mouth around the head he thought he had never seen anything so beautiful in his life...
"Hey Daddy! How is work? I just wanted to come say hi."
"Get up on Daddy's desk."
"On..what? Daddy?"
"On Daddy's desk, right now."
"O...okay Daddy. Are you okay? I just-oh wow...Daddy your cock is so hard. How did it get so hard Daddy?"
"Shhh...Daddy needs your pussy right now."
"Ooh! Oh Daddy. My panties! Daddy my...OOOOOOooh! Oooh....Daddy! Okay Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck your little slut on your desk. I'll be a good little slut, Daddy. I promise!"
It was pretty obvious that my daughter had been fooling around with her boyfriend but when I came in her room my daughter was alone on her bed.
"Princess I was downstairs and I heard some noises that disturbed me. You weren't doing anything I would disapprove of where you?"
"No daddy" she said flushed and made a furtive glance at her closet. Noticing her gaze I guessed that he was hidden inside her closet watching between the slats.
Boys were always trying to take advantage of my princess. They simply didn't realize that she belonged to me. Only minutes later I was on the bed with my daughter ramming my cock in her sweet hole reminding her why she only needed her daddy. All she could do is stare at her boyfriends hiding place moaning "oh daddy fuck me!"
Now that they lived alone in his city place, Janine had this blossoming fantasy about her Dad as she hit the age of consent and her hormones raged out of reason and control.
It all began the first time she secretly spied on him as he masturbated, none too quietly in the shower, his gorgeous wet cock at full impressive size and girth, his pounding spray when he came in buckets painting the tiles with a force that made her knees almost buckle.
She knew it wasn't quite right to lust for her Dad that way, but she often imagined waiting for him in his bed like this to welcome him home after a long day at work.
Today, just for her own pleasure, she lay in his warm bed while he was gone, drinking in his virile aroma from the sheets and pillow, dreamily lost in her filthy incestuous fantasy. In the mix, she brought herself to a series of earth-shattering orgasms, once or twice even calling out to him as she exploded onto her digging fingers.
She wasn't sure she would ever have the nerve to dare and cross that line, but for now, leaving her lustful scent in the droplets that graced his coverlet was enough to keep her body tingling endlessly.
Her sex was in his bed. Maybe one day, she would be too.
Walking down the hallway, fresh out of the shower, She started having second thoughts. She wondered if it was such a good idea to try to seduce her Dad. She'd been flirting, and teasing him for weeks. And now, walking down the hallway, soaking wet and wrapped in a towel, she was really starting to consider that she might actually fuck her Dad. With every step, her legs got weaker. And her pussy got wetter.
She stepped into his room. The door was open so she didn't bother knocking. He was at his desk, doing some last minute stuff for work. "Hi Daddy" she said in a sing-songy voice. He turned his head and looked at her. After a quick moment of him eyeing her towel covered body, he smiled. His smile immediately melted her, and all her second thoughts evaporated.
"Hey there, cupcake." He said cheerfully. "Have a good shower?"
She hesitated for a moment as she recalled herself in the shower only 10 minutes about, furiously fingering herself through two orgasms. She smirked. "It was really good Dad."
"Good. So do you have any plans for tonight?" She could see him shift in his chair uncomfortably. After teasing him so much, having her standing in his room almost naked might have been getting to him. "Your Mom wont be home till late. We could order out, or we could..." She couldn't even hear him. His voice echoed in her mind but she couldn't hear the words. Her breathing was getting heavy, and she couldn't wait any longer.
In the middle of his sentence she released the towel that shielded her naked body, allowing it to unwrap from around her and fall to the floor.
He sat there, unable to finish his sentence. He looked at her for what felt like forever, but was really only a couple seconds. Her skin burned everywhere his eyes wandered, and her pussy dripped. He snapped out of his shock and confusion, slamming his eyes shut. "Jesus Marie. Put your towel back on!" He shifted in his chair again.
Her throat was dry as she spoke back to him. "No, Daddy. I need this."
"You need this? Need what?" He asked, his voice flustered.
"I need you to look at me, Dad." Her voice was unsteady as she spilled everything. "All the flirting, and the teasing. Did you think I didn't know I was doing it?" His hand dropped, and he looked at her. His eyes didn't wander, they met mine and were fixated there. "I've seen how you look at me, and it makes me wet, Dad. When I'm alone, I think of you. When I'm with my boyfriend, I think of you. I hear you fuck Mom sometimes, and I imagine myself in Moms place." Her composure began to unravel the more she spoke. Her voice was a nervous mess. "I'm giving myself to you, Dad. Please..."
He leaned back in his chair, looking her in the eyes for a long while before they began to linger down her body. She watched as he drank in every inch and curve. Her face went red as he stared intently at my body. She blushed more when I noticed he wasn't trying to hide the growing erection in his pants. The silence was deafening when he finally spoke, his voice unsure. "Are you sure this is what you want?"
She bit her lip, and nodded confidently.
He slowly reached for the zipper of his slacks. Her spine shivered as she watched him slide it down. "Your mother can never know about this..." She smiled, almost crying, as she agreed. He reached in, and grabbed his cock, pulling it out. It stood proudly, straight up out of his pants. Her once dry mouth was now watering in anticipation. She stepped forward, kneeling down in front of him. Locking eyes with him, he gave me a reassuring smile. "I never thought this would happen..."
"I did." she said as she reached forward and took his cock in her quivering hand.
He moaned as her fingers wrapped around him. "I don't want this to change anything. You still mean everything to me, cupcake." Her pussy tingled. He still used the petname he gave to her when she was little, even while she was touching his cock. She kept her eyes on his and smiled wide.
"I love you too, Dad." she said as she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around him
"I'll give you $100 if you let me cum on your face" he said panting as he got closer and closer to his limit. She looked up at him, licked her lips as if to approve of the deal, and then said softly to her older brother, "I'll pay you $100 to cum in my pussy."
I stood at the sink with a glass of water, staring out the window at the flashing neon sign of the 24 hour liquor store across the street. It blinked rhythmically. It was a nice distraction from the regret filling my thoughts.
My sister and I were at that very liquor store earlier in the evening. Having just been dumped, she sought me out for comfort. We picked up our beverages, then headed back to settle on the couch in my apartment.
Hours passed. We watched some movies, listened some music. We talked a lot. She laughed, and cried a lot. Then I kissed her. It was quick, and not an irregular kiss between and brother and sister. Just something to comfort her when she needed it. But it started something. In a moment of drunken weakness, we dove on each other. Out hands groping and exploring each other and tearing off clothes as out mouths were pressed together, tongues tangled together.
I fucked my sister. And it wasn't a gentile fuck. We were loud, and rough. We savagely fucked across my whole apartment for almost 2 hours. And when we both had been completely spent, we passed out naked on the couch. My cum was still dripping off her body.
I woke a few hours later. It was still dark, and my head was pounding. Finding my naked sister in my arms, a wave of shame and guilt washed over me. I got out as quickly as I could. I needed some water.
As I stood there, still naked, staring at the flashing neon sign, I heard her footsteps behind me. I kept my eyes forward. I couldn't look at her. She walked up close behind me, and hugged her arms around me. She pressed herself against my back. I could feel her hard nipples on my skin. I could feel my cock starting to get hard, despite myself.
"Thank you" she whispered, resting her head on my back. "I needed that."
"It shouldn't have happened..." I said coldly. She just hugged me tighter.
"But you enjoyed it. I know you did. I may be drunk, but I know what it looks like when a guy is having a good time." My teeth clenched. The thought of other guys fucking my sister wasn't a pleasant one. But she was right. It was the best sex of my life. Just thinking about it was making my cock grow more and more.
I tried to stick to my point. "You're my sister. It shouldn't have happened." I felt her lightly giggle. Her arm around my chest slowly slid down my body. It got closer and closer, then finally found my cock. Her fingers expertly wrapped around the shaft, which was now fully hard.
"Tell me how much you liked it." She whispered as she started to pump my cock. I let out a quiet moan. Her hand felt amazing. But I said nothing. She pulled herself firmly against me. Her breasts were pressing against my back. I tried to ignore it, but her hand felt amazing. "Tell me..." she whispered again. "Tell me how much you loved fucking me. Tell me how much you loved feeling your sister's pussy wrapped around this beautiful cock."
"Fuck..." I groaned. I was losing my resolve. "I loved it." I said weakly.
"Loved what? Tell me."
I sighed "Fuck... you're a bitch, you know that?"
She just giggled as she stroked my cock faster. "I know. Now tell me."
"I loved it. I loved fucking you. I loved fucking my sister." Saying it was like taking a weight off my shoulder, and I instantly started to cum. I grunted as my load started to shoot onto the cabinet door in front of me.
"God yes, shoot that cum for your sister. Make a mess for me." She moaned into my ear as spurt after spurt shot out of me. As the last drops dribbled out of my cock and down her hand, she let go of my cock. I turned around to face her. I was breathing heavily as I watched her lick her fingers clean, smiling at me.
"This is still wrong, you know" I said to her, not quite as confident in my words as I was before.
She grinned at me, and shrugged. "Maybe. But I don't want it to stop." She paused, crossing her arms and smirking at me. "Do you?"
I walked towards her, grabber her, and kissed her.
She bit her lower lip, moaning again. "My cunt, Daddy. It's yours."
"That's a good girl." I looked down between us and watched my cock slide in and out of my daughter. I'd seen it so many times before but I never get over how amazing it looks. It was almost as if it was happening in slow motion. My cock slid inside of her, disappeared into her tight wet tunnel. I buried it deep, my pelvis slamming against hers. I could hear her moan as I bottomed out inside her, the slowly started to slide back out, my cock covered in a fresh coat of her cunt juice.
"Daddy..." It was a quiet sound that I'd almost been too distracted to hear. I looked up at my little girl, she was biting her lip. "I need to cum Daddy..."
I stared her in the eyes, but didn't for an instant slow down my assault on her pussy. "Are you asking for permission?" She closed her eyes, and quickly nodded, moaning "Mmmmhmmm" to me. "Then ask me, Princess."
"Daddy..." she looked down at me "Please can I cum Daddy? Your big cock feels so good, I want to cum so bad."
I put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her into me, kissing her deeply before answering. "I would love it if you came for me, princess."
"Daddy... can I ask something else?" I nodded "I know you've never done it before, but... will you please cum in me?" I looked at her, shocked. But I smiled, and grabbed her by the hips, and started pumping into her even harder. The thought of filling my daughter with cum sent me into a lustful rage. I pounded her harder than I thought possible. Her body quaked with every impact.
"Oh fuck, Daddy. Fuck, please fuck me. Cum in me Daddy. I want all your cum! All of it! Oh... fuck!" She screamed as her orgasm tore through her body. Her body fell on top of me and she shook with pleasure. She gripped me tight as her pussy clamped down around me.
The same moment I growled through my teeth and buried my cock as deep as possible inside my little daughter. My cock throbbed and pulsed, over and over, pumping cum into her life a firehose. I flooded the walls of her pussy with my scalding hot cum as her pussy orgasmed around me and her body quivered on top of me.
It felt like an eternity before our bodies came down. We lay there, a pile of exhausted, well fucked bodies, when I noticed my wife standing in the doorway with her fingers under her panties. "That was really fucking hot." She said with a grin.
Out daughter turned around and smiled. "Sorry Mommy. Didn't mean to wake you."
"It's no problem sweetheart." My wife, nude with the exception of the thong panties she slept in, walked towards us. She rolled my daughter off on me, and my cock slid out of her, finally softening. She took our daughter by the ankles and spread her legs open, looking down at her pussy. "Looks like you're leaking a little." She joked, referencing my cum that was slowly dripping out of her pussy, "Do you want Mommy to clean you up?"
Her face blushed red, but she bit her lip and nodded. As I watched my wife begin to clean the cum from our daughter with her tongue, my cock started to grow hard again.
