Mother was as naked as I was when she led me into the hallway and into my bedroom. I almost protested, but knew I was in so much trouble already, so I kept my mouth shut. Left out on my mattress were several dildos and vibrators that I had started using from listening to Mommy and Daddy. I hadn’t put them away cause, well, I planned on finishing with them.
Daddy had other plans…
Mother shook her head and sighed in disbelief when she saw my toys. While she picked each one up and inspected it, I stood with my hands covering myself and feeling like a dirty girl.
“Well, looks like my little slut is all grown up,” my mother said with a raised eyebrow as she tossed my butt plug down on the bed and turned to me. Her tone was sharp, with an edge of playfulness. Just enough to keep me off kilter and wonder if I was about to be thrown to the ground and punished for having slept with my father, her husband. She walked to me and looked over my naked body as if it were a factory part at the end of an assembly line, and needed inspection. She shoved my hands away to look at my pussy. She bounced my tits with a slap of her hand. My head hung low in deference. Mother hooked her finger under my chin and lifted my eyes to meet hers. She was smiling. “Your father and I are going to have some fun with you…”
I blinked, surprised. A start of a smile came over me as my mother left my room. I spun, lightheaded, and flopped down on my bed in disbelief at what had just happened. It didn’t take long for my fantasies of what was to come to get the best of me, and my legs were spread, and both hands held toys.
***
To say things were different after that was an understatement. I’ve always heard that relationships with your parents change when you are older, but I don’t think people meant this. I was 18 years old and not prepared for where my family dynamic was heading. Conversations around the breakfast and dinner table stayed the same for the most part, though Mother seemed to have an edge in her tone whenever she spoke to me (granted, Mom always seemed to have an edge in her tone no matter what). So actually, Mom was the only one acting normal on a day-to-day basis. The first big change I noticed was in my hugs with Daddy.
I was used to him coming home from work and giving me a hug and a kiss on the top of my head, but now the hugs lingered, and his warm hands rubbed and explored my back as he squeezed me. It was strange the first time, but now I look forward to it. I’d rest my cheek against Daddy’s chest, smelling his familiar musk, as I told him about my day, all the while his hands rubbed lower and lower on my back until his palms cupped my tight bubble butt, and I’d bite my lower lip. When he’d pull away with a kiss on my forehead, my pussy would be swimming. Daddy was such a tease to me.
I didn’t want to initiate or interrupt sex again, as I didn’t want to annoy Daddy and Mommy, who seemed annoyed with me as is, so I found myself masturbating even more than I was before Mommy and Daddy caught me. Every day, I came twice, sometimes three times, just from hugging Daddy. I kept praying they’d call me into their room to have their way with me, but the invitation never came, and I didn’t hear them having sex anymore. Two weeks like this went by, and I was afraid I might have ruined my parents’ marriage.
I could tell Mommy was withholding sex from Daddy from the quiet attitude she gave him during the day, and the increased fondling Daddy gave me with each passing night.
“You’re in bed already?” Daddy asked, cracking open my bedroom door. I was tucked under my warm covers and had just started my nightly tradition of fingering myself when my father cracked the door.
“Um, yes, Daddy,” I said, my cheeks flushing pink.
“Your mother thought you were out with your friends. It is Friday night,” he said, entering.
“No, they, um, they’re not doing anything tonight,” I lied. The truth was, I didn’t want to miss a chance to be with Mommy and Daddy.
Daddy nodded. “Better make the most with your high school girlfriends while you can. Soon you’ll be off to college.”
“Yeah.”
“Alright, goodnight, sweetheart,” Daddy said and bent over my bed, cupped my cheek with his hand, and kissed me on my forehead. I pursed my lips as I felt my heart fluttering in my chest. I gasped as Daddy’s hand unexpectedly slid innocently from his daughter’s cheek, down beneath the covers to rub over my chest. His kiss lingered on my forehead as I felt his fingers grope my left breast through my t-shirt and then my right breast. “Mmm… honey, I’ve missed you so much…” he groaned as I felt his fingers massage one boob and then the other.
“I’ve missed you, too, Daddy,” I gasped. I was already a panting mess as he tweaked my nipples. I could think of nothing other than Daddy’s touch and the lust I felt for more.
“Mmm, God, it makes me so hard to hear you say that,” he said and lowered his lips to mine. The kiss was deep and lingering. His tongue explored my mouth, and I rubbed my thighs together, thinking I could cum just from this.
Daddy’s hand slid down between my legs, and I heard him growl like an animal when he felt my slippery thighs and my drenched panties. I didn’t want to stop the kiss, but when Daddy’s hand rubbed over the face of my panties, and I felt his fingers rub circles on my clit, I had to gasp from the jolt of pleasure.
“Mmm. Daddy…” I moaned, but Daddy covered my mouth with his other hand.
He looked back at the cracked-open door before looking back at me. “Your mother is still upset with me, so we have to be quiet, okay?” he whispered.
I nodded, and Daddy removed his hand from my mouth to kiss me again. I hungrily accepted. It took only seconds for Daddy to make me cum. Honestly, I think he could just look at me, and I could orgasm. With Daddy’s tongue stretched deep in my mouth, his fingers vibrated on my clit through my panties until my entire body seized in my bed. I tried to be quiet, but Daddy’s touch felt too good.
“Mmmhhmmm!” I moaned through the orgasm as I saw spots for several seconds.
“Okay,” Daddy whispered as he straightened, checking the door one last time, “Do you want to suck Daddy’s cock?”
I nodded eagerly and looked up at Daddy with an excited smile. Rolling to my side, I watched Daddy unbuckle his pants, and his massive, thick cock unravel as soon as his boxers fell down.
Immediately, I reached out to stroke it before wrapping my lips around the tip.
“Oh, yes… that’s my good girl… Suck Daddy’s cock…” he sighed as his hands gently brushed my cheek, brow, and neck until he had all of my hair bundled in his fist and out of my face.
“Mmm mmm mmm,” I hummed a moan as I inched my lips further down his length. I loooved feeling Daddy’s cock grow, thicken, and flex inside my mouth. I wish I could fall asleep with Daddy in my mouth.
“Jesus, baby… ugh, God, honey, you feel so good, sweetheart. You make Daddy so fucking hard,” he said as he began to buck his hips forward. His cock sliding in and out of my mouth as if it were my pussy. “Do you like that, baby? Do you like Daddy fucking your mouth?”
“Mmmhmm,” I hummed as Daddy gripped the back of my head and started fucking my mouth.
I focused on breathing out of my nose and opening the back of my throat as my Daddy tested the back of my gag reflex. I looked up at him with watery eyes and could see the pleasure I was giving him written across his face. God, I love it.
Daddy’s fingers raked up my shirt, pulling it up and exposing my bouncing breasts. Daddy moaned as he continued to fuck my throat while his hands groped my tits. I could tell Daddy was close even before he began to groan by the quick flexes of his shaft stretching my jaw to its limits.
“Oh, baby. Daddy’s going to cum in your mouth,” he whispered through clenched teeth. “Daddy’s going to make a big mess in his favorite girl’s mouth… Oh, God… Here it comes. Open wide, sweetheart… Ugh…”
Stabbing his fat cock to the back of my tongue, I felt Daddy’s meat thicken as his milky seed spilled down my tongue. Quickly, I drank down what I could, but more came out of the corners of my mouth as Daddy kept pumping my mouth full of his cum.
Daddy had just pulled his cock out of my mouth, and I was still cleaning the cum from my chin when Mommy called for him from downstairs. She was waiting to start their nightly TV shows for him, and she was getting sick of it.
“Coming!” he called back. He gave me a hurried kiss on the forehead and a smile before leaving my room. Still licking the cum from my lips, I slipped my hands back into my panties to cum several more times that evening.
