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I walked from my bedroom following the sounds. Moaning, grunts, sexual sounds. It was raining outside, but somehow I was wet. Entering the living room I saw a man's head leaning back over the sofa. He was the one moaning. In front of him was a woman sucking his cock. She looked at me. It was my sister Sara. She smiled, shook her butt and asked if I wanted some. I walked around behind her. Her plump naked ass looked so inviting. I knelt behind her and took out my cock. Holding her ass, I sank my cock....

I woke up sweating. It was 8 am. I remembered. Our home a/c was waiting for repairs. The recent heat wave was too much for it. My small bedroom got very little air and the box fan wasn't helping much. Then it came back to me. My older sister Sara. Her naked ass. My morning wood was now rock hard again. Why was I dreaming of Sara? Sure she's hot. 19 years old, 5-8, blonde hair, large breasts, big ass and thick legs. She wasn't fat but when I'd see her in a bathing suit. Damn.

As for myself. I was almost 18. 5-10, thin, wavy brown hair. And at the moment with a need for the bathroom. As I walked into the hallway I saw that my sister had moved to sleep in the airier living room. Our mother, who we shared the house with, had no doubt left for the day. She was working double shifts as a nurse during the pandemic. She'd decided that we would stay in, quarantined for safety, while she worked extra to pay the bills and get the a/c fixed. Also, it was probably a lot cooler where she worked.

I took care of my morning needs, showered then put on a clean t-shirt and shorts. No underwear. Too hot. The shower had barely helped. I got a glass of juice and walked into the living room. The ceiling fan moved the warm air around. Sara was stretched out on the sofa. Her t-shirt tight against her flattened breasts, her long legs stretching from short shorts. We got along ok, but the heat wore on everyone's nerves. Sara opened an eye.

"How long have you been perving on me?"

"I haven't. I just got here."

"I see you looking at my titties." She was just teasing me. She sat up. I couldn't help but follow the physics of her breasts as they shifted into their usual rounded shape, hanging a bit from their weight, but still roundish with nipples facing forward. And why was I perving on my sister? Too many boring days, locked in with nothing to do. Sara got up to get something for herself. I watched her ass jiggle in her shorts. I turned away to look outside. Outside. With other people.

"I had a dream last night. You were in it."

"A sex dream, perv?"

"Well, yeah, I guess, but I woke up. You were sucking off some dude."

"OOh I hope it was Rod. God how I need some Rod." Sara had returned to sit on the sofa. She looked at me.

"What?"

"Pete, I was thinking. Mom's gone for so long each day. She'd never know. Please tell me you wouldn't tell her if I had Rod over. It's been months."

"Sara, you know what she said." I got up to return the glass to the kitchen. That's when she went into full pitiful mode. Sara rolled off the sofa and shuffled on her knees to me. She grasped me around the leg.

"Please, please. I need to get laid." She began scratching her nails up and down my thigh. I think in her horniness she didn't realize what she was doing. Fortunately she was scratching my right thigh. My hardening cock was hanging down the left side.

"Um, Sara, uh." I was looking down. Her tits were crushed against my leg, one arm wrapped around, the other hand's nails still making lines. "Sara, Mom would be pissed, she's trusting us here." Her nails scraped my balls. My cock was threatening to peek out the other leg of my shorts. I really needed to go wank off. Realizing she was actually touching my junk, Sara sat back on her legs. "Oh come on Pete. What do you want? I'll do anything! I'll fan you all day. With my top off. You can look at my big tits for a whole day. Pleeeease?"

Wow, I wondered if she was that desperate? What was I thinking? She's my sister. But those tits. To see those tits.

"Now you're just bullshitting."

"You think so?" She held the bottom of her shirt in each hand. And started to lift. I could see the swell of her soft belly. "So? Can I invite Rod over. And you won't tell?"

"Stop, we shouldn't. Mom. You're my sister. Can I really see them?"

Knowing she had me. And being in need herself, Sara lifted the shirt. It caught on the underside of those mounds, then up. They bounced. And bounced again. And oh my god there they were. Big, soft, wow. Without thinking I'd reached down and began squeezing my cock. The end of it having pushed out of my shorts, my hand now exposing more.

"So here they are. Oh and a bonus. I get to see Peter's pecker. Actually, not bad Pete. Rod's is much bigger, but that's pretty thick even if not so long." Oh fuck, I was stroking my cock in front of my sister.

"Tell you what. Say yes Pete and you can wank on my tits. Just say yes."

I dropped to my knees in front of Sara. Slid down my shorts. Sweating from the heat, and nerves and her big tits. I began stroking in earnest. "Yes Sara. Sure. I won't say a thing." Stroking. Sara holding her tits out to me. She was pinching her pink nipples. Bouncing them in her hands.

"Come on Pete. Cover me in your cum." Oh fuck she's hot. Stroke, stroke. Then a rope of cum. I sighed with pleasure but that threw off my aim. I leaned back, the second rope hit Sara right in the face. Then the third, with less force landed on her tits again. With the build up, I had a bit more. I leaned forward so they would also hit her tits. She was well covered. "Oh shit Pete, that was a big load. You seem to have needed some too."

Sara jumped up to go shower. My spunk plastered on her face and tits. When she came out, cleaned up and with fresh clothes, still a t-shirt and shorts, it WAS still warm, she looked at me.

"So perv, was that fun?"

"In a weird way, yes. You're my sister, but that doesn't mean your body isn't hot."

"I kinda liked seeing your stuff too." She told me that she would contact Rod and let me know so I could get out of the way.

"Well I can't go out. I'll just hang in my room. I'll need to keep the door open so I don't get heat stroke."

"So you can hear us?"

"No. I was thinking I may call Nina. If we're risking trouble with Mom."

"Is that the skinny girl? You two do it? You don't go out with her I didn't think."

"No. We like each other, but not as boyfriend/girlfriend."

"My younger brother has a fuck buddy? Now that's cool. Sure. Call her and get you some too."

"One thing. I'm out of condoms. Could you ask Rod to bring some? Normal sized?"

"Oh he'll bitch and moan. Especially about having to ask for regulars, hah. But yes sure. We don't use them, but no condoms, no pussy. He'll do it."

"Thanks."

The timing worked out ok. I could hear my sister getting everything she needed, and not being shy about letting the world know. Her boyfriend Rod is a jock type. The kind with endless self confidence and not afraid to show it. He's maybe 6-2, muscular. He has the matching equipment. A little later Nina arrived. Nina couldn't be more different than my sister. Petite, very thin, with barely bumps and nipples for a chest. She was narrow hipped with dark hair and a bare pussy. Already 18, she hardly looked it. She liked me well enough, but we had different interests. One thing we had in common. We liked fucking each other. We'd hooked up at a party a few months back, had a great time in a back bedroom and had been getting together often enough just for sex. Until quarantine started. Since we weren't exclusive and would never expect that we always used condoms.

"Hi Pete, what's with all the howling? You have condoms?"

"Yep, and that's my sister and boyfriend making up for lost time."

"Cool, ok. Let's go. I haven't had your thick cock in ages. When you sent me the text I was surprised."

We went to my bedroom. It was going to be hot sweaty work, but we were horny and soon naked. I looked at Nina, all straight lines and especially after seeing Sara, no boobs. But she got me hot. We fell together kissing to make up for lost time. Nina liked to play and touch and have fun, but she liked to fuck more and it didn't take long for her to direct my hard cock to her waiting pussy.

"Oh fuck, Pete. I need this. Fuck me hard with your big cock." I got in close and fed my member into Nina. She was small but she could handle what I had. I didn't go real deep but I stretched her and that made her happy. "Oh that's it Pete, uh huh. You stretch me nice and wide." I touched her everywhere I reached and her wet willing pussy held me and gripped me. I worked it hard, rocking my cock into her. We soon built up a sweat but kept working on each other. Nina bucked her slim hips up into me, trying for more and more as I thrust my cock into her tiny frame. When I felt Nina tense and saw her clench her teeth then open her mouth to release tension as she came on me I knew she was letting herself go with her orgasm. She was not noisy by any means, expressing herself in other ways, wrapping her slender legs around me and squeezing my body, her arms around my neck pulling me to her, her hips pumping up to accept me. Then relaxing, softening as she felt my cock push into her and finally release myself, filling the end of the condom. What kept Nina coming back was my apparent ability to last long enough for her to cum. Our coupling was always for both of us. Sure we'd do favors. A quick blow job, or maybe my face in her shaved pussy, but usually it was a mutually satisfying fuck session. We lay back, tired, sweaty, satisfied. No pretty words or snuggling. Maybe some fondling and touching. Mainly to see if we were up for another round. Once done Nina would be on her way. I knew she had sex with other guys, I'd never question that. It was her choice to make, not mine. And I enjoyed what we had. I was done for the moment and I'd also cum this morning with Sara, so I was ok. We got up and walked down to the hall to wash up in the bathroom. We hadn't bothered to dress. I thought my sister and Rod would be going at it a bit longer. When we got to the bathroom the door was closed. So we went through the living room to get a cold drink in the kitchen. Coming back to the living room we saw Rod standing there. All 6-2 of muscles and also all 7 inches of SOFT thick cock. Nina noticed.

"Wow. That's big."

"Oh hi. Oh you two have been? Is this your girlfriend Pete? She's a tiny one. How old?."

"18 Rod. No not my girlfriend. We're just friends."

"Ok, cool. So if your friend wanted to ride Rod, it would be ok?"

"Not my decision, but aren't you and Sara?"

"Well yeah, but she can't expect me to keep this all to myself." Nina has stepped closer. She barely came up to Rod's chest. She reached out, lifted his cock. It looked even bigger in her tiny hand. I had a fairly thick one, but it was a more normal 5 and half inches or so. Nina realized this was something much more. And now she had desire. She looked at me. I shrugged. She began stroking it. With two hands. And could have used at least one more. It thickened, and stiffened. Rod picked up Nina and brought her to the couch. He laid her over the end, held her tiny hips and lifted her to his hard cock.

"You think you can handle this? You're pretty small."

"I can try. I want to try. Just fuck me Rod." I sat on a chair to watch the scene. My cock was getting hard too. Nina placed the thick head of Rod's cock at her entrance. I may have stretched her earlier, but he was going to go deep and wide. He pushed into her. She sucked in a mouthful of air as he pressed further, deeper. Then holding her slight body in place he tested her depths. He got a good bit of it in. And began pumping his muscular ass forward and back, giving her a good amount before pulling back. Nina's back arched, her head was back reveling in the new feelings, the new places being reached. The thick veiny cock probing and reaching deep into her slim frame. He found a rhythm that worked for him and closed his eyes Enjoying how her pussy held him as he stretched her. He started groaning and Nina suddenly opened her eyes. Lost in the excitement of the moment she'd forgotten he was bareback.

"You need to pull out."

"Yeah, OK." And he kept rocking, rocking.

"No really...."

"Rod." I said.

"ROD YOU motherFUCKER!", Sara screamed as she came out of the bathroom, apparently showered.

"OH fuck, Sara, UH." He grimaced. Again.

"YOU cheating scumbag! Get the fuck out!"

"UUNGH", He held Nina to him a moment longer, then pulled out, his cock hanging. Rod grabbed his clothes and left.

"What the fuck, the asshole!" Nina lay, still on the edge of the sofa, cum oozing from her stretched pussy.

Sara, "And you, how could you?"

"What did I do? Rod said you'd be ok. Nina wanted to try it."

Sara looked at Nina. "You little bitch. Fuck you. I hope he fucked you up good."

Now Nina was concerned. "Oh fuck fuck fuck. He CAME in me."

Sara looked at her. Her anger now redirected at Rod. "I'm sorry. He's an asshole. You're really not using anything?"

Nina pointed at me, "Condoms."

"Oh yeah, right. Shit. Ok, I'm sorry. I hope you don't get pregnant. Go clean yourself out as best you can. Let me look. I think I have morning after pills, from back before." Nina took a shower, took a Plan B, then left. Now it was just Sara and me. She stared at me. I was concerned about her being angry with me.

"I'm sorry. I guess I could have stopped them, but Rod's a lot bigger than me and Nina isn't mine to order around."

"No it's ok. I'm mad at the situation and pissed at Rod. I feel sorry for Nina now. Rod's an arrogant, selfish prick who thinks his cock is god's gift. If he'd do this here, who knows what he's been doing." Sara sat on the sofa, tears streaming down her face.

I tentatively sat by her. "I'm sorry Sara." I put an arm on her shoulder.

"My punishment for breaking Mom's rules. Shit. But now we're stuck alone again." I rubbed her back. Noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. OK, stop Peter. My cock tingled. I stopped rubbing, just held it there.

"Maybe?" She looked at me.

"What?"

"Maybe we'll need to do more of what we did earlier? Just to get by?" I wasn't sure what to say. More of Sara's big boobs? Um, SURE! But I figured I'd play it cool.

"I guess, sure. To get by."

"But first help me clean up around here and spray something around. It smells like a whorehouse. Not that I necessarily know what one smells like." So we cleaned up and sprayed. And we talked and tried not to move. It was still very hot. In the afternoon when the sun had moved to the front of the house we opened the back door and put a fan there for fresh air. It almost felt comfortable. Mom came home for dinner. It seemed we got away with this one. We wouldn't risk it again.

The next morning over cereal at the kitchen counter Sara looked at me.

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Sure, I guess."

"What's it like? Um..."

"What like?"

"Sex with Nina. You know, no commitment? Is it just as fun?"

"Sure it's fun. You don't have fun having sex?"

"Well yes, but I've always felt the need to be wanted, to have a guy commit to me. You guys just, fuck, for fun?"

"Honestly, you're a lot more typical like most girls I know. Nina's different. And she's not a slut. She doesn't fuck a bunch of guys. Before I was locked in, she fucked me pretty regularly. I think because I was the most ok with the whole thing and we enjoyed sex with each other. But if she sees a guy who interests her, like, uh yesterday, she wants to be able to go for it."

"Hm, interesting. You like doing it with her? She's kind of skinny. No tits." I glanced over at Sara. She was wearing a lightweight robe, even though it was warm. It had opened a little. I could see the side of her far breast.

"Yeah well maybe she's not my ideal body type, but those kinds aren't throwing themselves at me. Still the sex is great. She knows how to please me and I make sure she gets hers every time."

"Do you? That would make you a good catch for someone. Guys like Rod. Mostly just interested in themselves. Sure I like riding what he's got but I have to make sure I get off, he won't. So you know how to, you know, down there?"

"Oh sure. I love eating Nina's pussy. Oh sorry, a little too enthusiastic there."

Sara smiled at me. "What IS your body type?"

"If I had a choice, all things being equal, yeah a bit meatier than Nina. Bigger boobs, a butt I could hold. Just a bit softer. Oh but I do like her shaved down there. I've been with a girl with a bush. I didn't like it as much.

"How about like this?" I looked again. Sara had opened the bottom of her robe. Staring at me was a pussy with dark blond hair on the mound, and everything shaved below. I stared. And stared. My sister was showing me her pussy. "Well?"

"Oh, uh, no complaints there. Looks nice and no hair down where the work is done. Maybe best of both worlds." By now my shorts had a tent in them. Sara surely noticed when I got up to put my bowl in the sink. When she got up she apparently took no notice that her rode had completely opened. I looked. Making no secret that I was looking. I followed Sara to the living room. She turned to me. Let the robe fall.

"So, is this your type?"

"Yes, honestly, I've been noticing your body for a long time..."

"And dreaming about it?"

"Yes, dreaming about it. So many days with those tight t-shirts and shorts."

"Wasted days I think. We've been stuck here for months. I had no idea you were, you know."

"Looking at you?"

"Interested in me. Interested in girls. Well no not that exactly. Just, active. And I guess, maybe good at it."

"Nina thinks so." I was still staring at Sara. I had no idea where exactly this was going, but, here goes. I lifted off my shirt. Got no comment, so I slid down my shorts. Now I was also naked, letting Sara stare me down.

"Hmm, ok, honestly not exactly my type. At least not physically. Nothing WRONG with you but I generally go for more muscular guys. And taller."

"Sorry to disappoint. I guess I'm also lacking in..."

"No, no that's fine."

"Really? Rod was so.."

"Big yes. Which was a problem when he'd start pounding into me. You've got nice thickness. Better than some I've seen. There's more to guys than how big. Would you." Sara took a deep breath. "Would you go down on me? I'll make it up to you. I suck cock pretty well."

Holy fucking shit. My hot sister wanted me to eat her pussy and she was offering to blow me. How did we not do this months ago? "Wow, yeah. Sit on the chair here. Scoot yourself forward." Sara sat in the chair, got comfortable, got herself to the edge of the chair, threw one leg over the arm of the chair to give me access and put her head back waiting on me. I got down close to her, touching her to let her know I was still there, but taking a moment to inspect her, to admire what was being offered. I felt the smooth skin of her lips, ran my fingers through the hair above, put my face right to her, taking in her scent, then with my tongue, the first taste of her skin. Then my lips to her lips. Moving around to become acquainted with all of her. The puffy outer lips, her clit barely poking through up top, the tangy wetness just starting to seep through.

"Oh fuck Pete, I feel great and you've hardly touched me. This is awesome, keep going. Take your time, please."

I planned to. I licked the length of her slit, stopping with a flick of her clit, noting which spots got a reaction, mental notes for future use. Then with my thumbs, I separate her lips, opening Sara to me. I saw the glistening moisture inside, her inner lips pink and fresh. Inviting. And now my tongue began to work. So much to taste, to stimulate, to savor. Sara moaned as I quickly flicked my tongue over those lips, down to her opening, up to her clit.

"So nice Pete. Go bro, keep going."

Of course I was, I'd just begun. Here I was being offered this fresh hot pussy. I tested her opening with my tongue, tickling the edges, then plunging in circling her passage, tasting her lubrication, touching the sides, probing with my tongue. Then again working my way up, replacing my tongue in her open pussy with two fingers that could reach deeper, finding her intimate spots, probing, listening for clues. Finding just the right spot. Sara lifting up and gasping as I hit it, then working the area as my tongue found her clit and began circling, around, over, licking, sucking.

"OH, OH FUCK Pete, yeah like that, like that. Oh fuck, don't stop. oh fuck, ohhhhhh fuck."

She was close, oh so close. I picked up the pace, finger fucking my sister while ravaging her clit with my tongue. When she slammed her pussy up into my face calling me over and over as her orgasm rocked through her, I doubled my efforts. Why stop at one? She kept bucking, wet and shivering in the heat, hanging onto the chair as she fucked herself onto my face wanting more and more. "OH god Peter, oh shit another, oh my fucking god...." And she rolled into another. I lapped at her juices, I had mercy on her engorged clit, I slid my fingers from her pussy, she rode the second wave and thanked me, again and again and again.

"Never. Never like that Pete. How did you learn that? How long have you?"

"Nina would accept nothing less if I wanted mine, I had to learn to deliver. We practiced. A lot."

"Damn, I take back every bad thought I had of that girl yesterday. That's a skill that will get you a lot of pussy. Now I'm drained. I'm going to lay on the sofa. Feel free to play with me, my tits, whatever you want. When I recover, I'm going to suck you dry. I'm half tempted to fuck the shit out of you. But I'm not sure we should."

Oh sure, I could have been more mature and let her rest and waited my turn, but I'm a teenage guy. And Sara's tits are big and amazing and long thick legs and she's so soft all over. So yes she laid down on the sofa. And stretched out. Bent her left, inside leg up, clasped her hands over her head and relaxed in the (ok, heat) warmth of her orgasms and allowed me to explore and touch and fondle. He breasts are D cup, maybe a little bigger. They flattened out some when she's reclining. Two warm pools of soft female flesh topped with round areolas and thick nipples. I held them and felt their movement, I kissed them and licked them and sucked her nipples. If this was a reward, then damn it I'll lick her pussy every day. Shit I was ready to dive in again. I touched her strong thick legs. She'd sure be able to hang on for a ride in bed. I kissed across her soft stomach, just a slight roll there. So different from Nina's taught skin, bones and angles. Sara drifted in and out, dozing and waking as I happened to hit a spot that sent a shiver up her spine or a tingle in her groin. After living years around this body I was now given the keys to the kingdom. And I had one overarching thought. Yes. Yes definitely, I needed to fuck my sister. It didn't have to be love. I loved her as family, for all those family reasons. No, my experiences with Nina showed me that we could have sex and have a lot of fun and not have it be a commitment. Just two horny young people stuck in the same house day after day. Why not? My cock had been hard most of this time. And now Sara sat up. I took the opportunity to hold one breast in each hand, to feel them weighing in my hand, hanging, facing me.

"Have you had enough?"

"Maybe another hour or two?"

"Damn horny kid. OK stand. I'm going to give you the submissive woman treatment and kneel before your powerful cock." I laughed. And stood. And looked down at my blond haired, green eyed sister as she held my cock. Inspecting it.

"Nice, straight. A cool vein running up this side. Now one rule. No thrusting. Asshole used to try fucking my face with his club. It hurt. I control how far. Looking at yours, I'm guessing most of it, unless it's too thick."

Sure any rules she wanted. My hot sister was going to suck my cock. I put my hands on my hips and waited.

"You can put your hands ON me. Even my head. Just don't force anything. Cool?"

"Uh huh." Sara began by licking my cock bottom to top and all around. She popped the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. She lifted my balls and moved them in her hand. She held my cock up and licked down the bottom and took each testicle in her mouth. Then she started stroking my cock, working it a bit, coaxing pre cum to the tip. She licked and tasted my fluids, hummed in satisfaction, then took me far into her mouth for the first time. Testing, gauging. Satisfied, she pulled her head back, then bobbed her head forward and back, allowing me in then sucking on me on the way out. She held the base tight with one hand and sucked on the head. Pulling off with a pop she looked up at me. Smiled.

"Nice cock. Tastes good. Can't wait to taste your hot cummmmmm." Putting the tip of my cock to her lips for the mmmmm part. Nina sucked cock well, but Sara really knew her way around a penis. My cock back in her mouth, she wrapped her tongue around and licked and let my cock slide over her tongue, in, then out. Holding my ass in her hands she pulled me to her, letting my cock slip in deeper and deeper, her mouth stretched wide to fit, all of me. I felt her throat. She swallowed. Then pulled off. That had been an effort. And my reward. Feeling my cock thicken, my balls tighten, Sara had one more trick. Holding my cock in her right hand, she licked and wet her left middle finger. Then as she sucked my cock back into her mouth she slid her fingers between my cheeks and found my asshole. With her wet finger she pushed it into my ass as she sucked harder on my cock. I tensed like never before, as she pushed her finger all the way in and pressed, I exploded into her mouth.

"OH fuck, god damn Sara. Oh oh uh." I came and came. She swallowed and swallowed. I pumped until I was dry, but kept feeling my balls contracting trying to send more semen into Sara's throat. Finally I stepped back. Weak-kneed I sat back on the chair.

"Fuck Sara. The ass thing. That was fucking nuts. Wow."

"I told you I owed you a good one. You're just the right size. It's fun to play with."

"So, this doesn't have to be the only time?"

"If you keep eating my pussy to multiple orgasms, then I will definitely keep sucking your cock."

"And what about?"

"Hmm I don't know if I want to go there. That's still. I think I need emotional attachment of some kind for that. But who knows. No promises. However.."

"What?"

"I have done anal before. I'd be up for that. Get your thick cock into my thick butt?"

"Oh hell yeah. Nina wasn't into trying that. But yeah."

"OK, save that thought. I'll let you know when I feel ready."

Weeks passed, Sara and I would get up, have breakfast and spend some late morning time taking turns pleasuring one or the other. Oral sex, massages. Sara on her stomach with her ass there for me to sink my hands into, wow what a turn on. We eventually tried anal sex and it was good, but really not my thing. Sara seemed to like it and encouraged me by telling me to slap her ass as I fucked her butt. Watching her ass shake and redden was cool, but I really needed to sink my cock into a wet pussy. Then I got a text from Nina. She asked if she could come over and talk. I asked Sara who said it was ok with her.

I let Nina in. We went into the living room and when she saw Sara she gave her a hug and thanked her.

"Who knows if it was the morning after pill or just luck, but I'm not pregnant, so thanks for helping me. Especially after..."

"No worries, he was an asshole, good riddance."

"I'll say. I almost always use a condom, but sometimes in the heat of the moment, shit happens. That's why I always make sure Pete protects himself. But all the other guys pull put. I'd never had a guy's cum in me. But, well... Pete I want to ask you something private, but if you want your sister here ok."

"Yeah Sara's cool. She knows our deal."

"OK and no offense Sara, but, well it felt kind of good to have a guy cum inside."

"Oh yeah, I like it."

"Yeah so. I'm on the pill now. I got it as soon as I could. And I've been tested. So if I make everyone else wear a condom, and it's not like I go out fucking random guys all the time, well Pete, if you don't want to, you don't have to wear one. Just you."

"Oh, well yeah that would be cool Nina, but, um." I glanced to my sister.

"Nina, what mumble mouth over here is trying to say. And I'm going to guess you aren't going to be shocked and disgusted by this, since we're stuck here, Pete and I have started fooling around a bit.

Nina looked at us. "You two? That's so fucking cool. People should just fuck and have fun and enjoy their bodies."

"Well we haven't fucked. Just oral stuff. And let me tell you. Thanks for training him. The oral is really good."

"Yeah a guy who can't eat pussy good isn't worth much. But he fucks good too, you should try it."

Holy shit, I listened to this conversation. It was like they were discussing their favorite lip gloss.

"OK ladies, back to what I was trying to say. Now that Nina knows I'm also doing stuff and Sara knows where Nina is and I'm here in the middle. Is this all ok with everyone?"

"I'm ok. Sara's not going out so she's only with you, and I want some of you too, so I'm cool."

"I'm getting some of what I need from Pete. I'm ok with the idea of Pete and you having your fun, no jealousy or anything. But..." Sara paused a moment. "If Nina is going to be with other guys I have some concerns. Nina?"

"Fair enough. I've been on a break since the scare with what's his name, and waiting for enough time to pass with the pill. And I've been to the doctor to be sure I was safe for Pete. If I promise not to have sex with another guy without telling you. Is that ok?"

I looked at Sara. I still wasn't sure just how all this would work but it wasn't going to be bad for me.

"That's fair Nina. You can come over and we can all have some fun until this lock in nonsense is done. Pete can fuck both of us."

"Wait, what? Both?"

"Sure bro. Nina reminded me how much fun it is to have a hard cock fill you. I hope you're up to it."

"Ah, his tongue is pretty good too."

Talk about variety. Here I was being offered two very different young woman. My more voluptuous older sister and my tiny, thin friend. Both eager to engage in all the sex I could handle.

"How shall we start?" I asked.

"To be fair, Nina's gone without the longest and I can get to you any time around here."

"Oh thanks. I miss having Peter fill me with his thick cock. And Sara?"

"Yeah, go for it. Should we just get comfy here where it's not so hot?"

"Sure, but I wanted to let you know. What Peter can do for you, I don't mind doing either. Sex is sex."

"Oh wow, YES. I've played around a little with friends. Oh this is going to be a LOT of fun."

Yes, yes it was. My two favorite people, and me. Nina called Sara down to the floor and positioned herself between Sara's legs. Just before diving into Sara's pussy she looked back.

"Give me that cock Peter. And this time. Just keep cumming in me."

It was a feeling like no other. Nina's bare pussy holding me, milking me. I went fast, I went slow. It had been well over a month. But now, now I could feel every contraction, every ripple, every movement. I worked on finding all the familiar places. The top, the bottom, stretching her opening with my cock feeling her lithe body respond. She let me control the pace, Nina had other things to work on. Her face was tight to Sara's wet pussy. Sara was already moaning from the tongue lashing she was receiving. Who knew my fuck buddy was as comfortable with women. It shouldn't have surprised me. Nina was in it for the pleasure. Receiving and also giving. Very much the giving. Things started to ratchet up a bit. Sara was beginning to rock her hips, her head was back, her tits were shaking as her body built up to the big release. Nina was moaning into Sara's pussy, shaking her little ass as I plowed her pussy, feeling my own release coming closer. I now concentrated on bringing Nina home, unsure how ready she was as she was giving as much as she got. Finding where I wanted to be I settled in, feeling Nina's body begin to shake, shiver, her little butt quivering as she arched her back and sighed in satisfaction, then shaking herself free she increased her efforts on Sara who was soon singing her praises as she cried with pleasure. I told Nina to keep going. She did, feverishly licking at Sara until she buckled under another strong wave. Her mission completed, Nina pulled off of me, turned over on her back and lifted her thin legs in the air.

"Give it to me Peter. For you. Fuck the shit out of me and fill me with your cum."

I held her legs in my hands, pushed them back to expose her pussy then leaned into her and began thrusting hard and fast. Sara looked on almost concerned that I would break my partner, but I knew Nina. And when she wanted hard and fast, you damn well better bring it. I was bathed in sweat, the heat wave still with us, the a/c not yet fixed, my exertions wearing me down. But then I felt it, rising, rushing forward, spurting from me, into Nina. She smiled as I came, my warm, sticky cum, filled her pussy for the first time. She sighed in satisfaction. I finished, gave her every last drop, then sat back. As happy as I'd been in awhile. Then Sara nudged me aside.

"Hate for this to go to waste, and I owe this one."

Sara began licking Nina's sticky pussy, licking my cum and her juices as they worked their way out of her. But also sucking on her clit, causing her to clench and push more semen for Sara's enjoyment. It was such a hot scene. When Sara had gotten her fill of cum, she worked at Nina's bud until Nina squealed and "ooooooohhh."

"Holy fuck, you two together are even better. Peter, why didn't you tell me your sister was such a hot fuck. Now I just want to fuck the two of you all the time."

I looked at Sara. Her face still sticky from the combination of Nina and me. She looked fairly satisfied. Yes, this was going to work. Sara stirred, "Nina, that will be great. But we need to clean up around here. Our mother will be wondering why Pete and I are suddenly such neat freaks, but all this sex, it might get noticeable."

"Sure, no sweat. I don't mind a fuck and run. Pete knows, I don't overstay my welcome."

"Don't feel like we're throwing you out."

"Really NOT a problem at all. Better really." Nina, gave us each a friendly peck on the cheek and she was gone."

"Pete, she's really nice in her way, but also kinda strange."

"That's just Nina. No messy entanglements. She could just as easily fuck one of us or both of us and go on her merry way.

"OK, let's scrub this place down, change our sheets and all. Tomorrow morning, it's up and showered. I want you shiny clean. Then I'm fucking you for hours. My pussy needs to be full for as long as you can."

I was getting a hardon just thinking about sex with my sister. It was going to be a long night.

When Mom got home around 8 she looked around. "Did you two really clean this whole place? It looks great. What's the occasion?"

Sara took the lead, "Nothing Mom, we figure we hang here all day and it is a little musty from the heat. It's the least we can do."

"Thanks kids", she continued talking as she walked to the laundry room, "but when were you going to tell me about a visitor?"

Mom came out with a small thong on her finger that wouldn't have fit one of Sara's legs. "This one has me perplexed. May I assume, Peter?"

I looked from Mom to Sara. Putting my head down I decided to take one for the team.

"Yeah. Me. I, uh, had a friend over. She was here already before Sara noticed."

"You had a girl here, who took off these underwear? How old WAS this girl." She held up the tiny thong.

"She's 18 Mom and I used a condom. We're safe. It's been a long time stuck here."

"I might have expected this from your sister."

"NO, she's been good. It was just the one time."

"Mom, give the kid a break. He's a growing man. And we have been here a long time."

Mom looked at the two of us. "I just want you to be safe through this. It's bad enough I'm at a hospital all day. You don't know where this girl has been."

I gave my most remorseful face, "Sorry Mom." She looked at me a moment then went through the living room to her bedroom. Sara followed.

"Mom, can I talk to you?" I moved into the living room to eavesdrop.

"What Sara? Do you have something to confess too? I'm really surprised. Well I didn't know he was. Should I have had a talk with him?"

"Mom. No, he's ok. He, uh, asks me some things. Or he has in the past. He used a condom. And the girl. She seemed nice."

"You talked to him about sex?" For some reason that word had to be barely audible.

"Well not a LOT, but yeah. He's a good kid. He wanted to know stuff. About girls."

"This is so uncomfortable. I don't think I could have."

"You're a nurse Mom. It's just biology. You didn't think he was going to be a virgin forever."

"No, still. It's hard for me. He's grown up."

"And he has grown up needs."

"What am I going to do with you two? I want you to be safe."

"Just maybe a little leeway. Accept reality? He's, well, horny."

"Oh please, stop. It can be true without me having to know details. And what about you?"

"I'm getting by. Alone. You probably don't want details."

"You're a bit of a wise ass, but I love you. Can I TRUST you that only that ONE girl 'visits'. And not every day? He can learn some self control."

"Hah, his self control is why we wash his sheets every couple of days."

"OUT, before I regret this."

Sara walked back into the living room with a satisfied smirk on her face. She looked at me, put a finger to her mouth then walked towards her room. I followed.

"You're a genius Sara. How you worked that."

"First, that's because YOU took the fall like a man and didn't rat me out. Second, I have lots of experience. We all have to work to our strengths."

"So we're ok, with Mom?"

"May be a little awkward, her knowing her boy in boinking girls, but as long as we're careful and let her not think about it."

Dinner was a little quiet until we found general topics to fill conversation. The best news was the air conditioner was going to be fixed next week. Mom went to bed early as usual. I tried watching TV, but I was anticipating tomorrow. Finally at 10:30 I walked to my room. Sara passed me on her way to the kitchen. "Don't waste any tonight." Then she grabbed my ass and sent me on my way. I thought about it, but then managed to doze off. I was going to wake up with a painful boner.

I walked from the bathroom following the sounds. Humming sounds. It was raining outside, but somehow I was wet. Entering the living room I saw a woman's head leaning back over the sofa. She was the one humming. She looked at me. It was my sister Sara. She smiled, spread her legs and asked if I wanted some. I walked around in front of her. Her plump shaved pussy spread wide looked so inviting. I knelt before her and took out my cock. Holding her, I sank my cock...

into her wet pussy. "Oh fuck." This wasn't a dream. Sara had offered her whole body to me. I was fresh from the shower and now I was balls deep in my sister.

"Nice. No wasted time. Just don't be too fast about it. Your cock feels amazing. I so need this."

I let Sara talk. Maybe this was her way of having no commitment sex. I was enjoying the feeling of her pussy massaging me, enjoying the smell of her freshly showered body, the sight of her blonde hair, big tits, wide hips. Leaning forward, I held one breast up and enjoyed the taste of her nipple on my tongue. Then I got down to business. If I wanted to continue enjoying this forbidden fruit I needed to satisfy her needs more than just being a cock to hump on. Today I was going to fuck my sister until she asked, begged me to stop. I've learned a lot from Nina about giving pleasure. Now Sara will benefit. I began rocking my hips. Hours later, with some breaks in between, I was still going. Young men recover quicker. Sara was grateful.

Soon the a/c would be fixed. Nina would visit a couple times a week. Every day Sara and I had breakfast, then we had sex, then cleaned up after ourselves.

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Midway through an 11 am meeting, his phone buzzed in his pocked. He pulled it out and saw a text from Hazel. Along with it was an attachment. The text said, “For your eyes only. Sound up! ;-)” The thumbnail was too small to discern, but Warrick concluded that his wife had sent him something racy.

After that, he couldn’t pay attention for the rest of the meeting, so he was thankful that it ended early and with no additional work required from him, either. He dismissed himself and went to his office and closed the door, then pulled up the message. The attachment was a video.

When he hit play, he was greeted with a grainy, low-light, VHS rip of an older man and a young girl. The man fidgeted with the camera for a moment and finally positioned it so that it was pointed at the girl.

Warrick’s eyes slowly widened as the man began to deliberately strip his young partner of her clothing. What is this, amateur porn? he wondered. Where did Hazel get this? After he removed each bit of clothing, the man would kiss her. Something about it began to feel vaguely familiar, as if he had seen this video before. Even so, the slow strip-tease of the cute, young girl had him fascinated. While she stood there, the man in the video slowly kissed his way up her skinny, milky thighs to a pair of shorties she had been wearing underneath her skirt.

Warrick thought the man was far too old to be with such a young girl—she looked to be about Brie’s age—but when he fished his large cock out of his pants, she seemed incredibly eager to start fellating him. Instead, however, he pushed her away and grabbed the camera off the tripod, bringing it closer to her, and pulling her more into focus. Warrick squinted. Why does she look so familiar?

After a beat, the man spoke, “What’s your name?”

“Hazel Williams, Mr. Avery.”

Warrick balked. His breath caught in his throat. It was his wife on camera, albeit much younger than the woman he married!

“And how do you know me?”

“You’re my teacher, Mr. Avery.”

“This is the tape!” Warrick said aloud to himself. His mind reeled. Hazel had kept her school bribery tape all those years and managed to digitize it along the way. He watched, dumbfounded, as she answered Mr. Avery’s questions and mugged lusty faces into the camera.

Seeing a school-aged version of his wife naked and tarted up for her teacher filled him with confusion and dread, but it also mixed with fascination and attraction. He wanted to stop watching but found himself unable to look away. When, at last, the older man stuffed his cock into his future wife’s mouth, Warrick gasped and paused the video. It was too much for him to handle.

He tossed the phone to his desk and attempted to do some work. Nothing, however, could distract him for very long from his newfound treasure. He picked it up again and watched a little bit more, then, kowtowing to the understanding that watching pornography at work was unprofessional, put it back down. Then he would pick it back up and watch some more. When the video ended with the disgraced student leaning in to turn off the camera, he started it back up from the beginning again.

He wondered why his wife had sent him the video. He wondered why she had kept it all this time. He wondered if he should delete it immediately, but clearly, he figured, she wanted to share it with him. He glanced out his office to make sure nobody was watching, and rubbed himself through his pants. He gawked at his phone, watching young Hazel’s skinny legs flailing under her teacher’s thrusts, listening to her tiny grunts, and her platitudes for “Daddy”.

His phone buzzed suddenly in his hand. He was so spooked, he nearly dropped it. It was a message from his wife. It said, “What do you think?”

He didn’t know how to respond. He switched to his messages and just stared at her question, trying to come up with a reply.

Then it buzzed again, this time the long vibration signaling a phone call. It was from his daughter. He answered it immediately. Clearing his throat, he rasped a hello.

“Daddy?” came a timid voice on the other end.

“Yes honey?”

He heard a sniffle. “Can you come get me? It’s lunch time, and I’m ready to go home.”

Warrick’s heart went out to his daughter when he heard her voice cracking. Clearly she was miserable at school. He assumed the other kids hadn’t let her hear the end of it. “Yes, honey, I’ll be right there.”

Brie’s sobering phone call had calmed Warrick’s erection. He pocketed his phone and said goodbye to his co-workers. “I’ll be back after lunch,” he promised. “Gotta go pick up the kid.”

Brie was waiting for him outside. She looked sullen, but seemed like she was over her tears. “C’mon, kiddo, hop in.”

For once, she wasn’t annoyed that he had called her that. She was just glad he had come at all. She appreciated that he had givin her an option to cut out of school. She climbed into the car, quietly.

“How did it go today?” Warrick asked.

“Not good,” Brie moped.

“No?” Warrick wondered if the cure had failed. “Did it happen again?”

“No. Nothing happened like that, but the other kids kept making fun of me.”

Warrick sighed, “I guess I’m not surprised. They can be so cruel at your age. But you know what?”

“What?” Brie looked up at her father.

“I’m really proud of you for trying.” Warrick reached over and mussed his little girl’s hair.

Brie felt loved at her father’s touch and sighed. She finally felt some peace after a long, tense morning. She relaxed noticeably.

“So, how are you feeling? Do you need cummies today?”

Brie shrugged, “I don’t know. I don’t think so. I feel different now.”

Warrick was both glad and disappointed. He hoped his daughter could resume a normal life once again, but he already cherished the memory he had made with her the previous night when he had taken her virginity and was hoping for more. Hazel had told him about her experience with her own father, and he was impressed that they had maintained their sexual relationship for so long. He had some hope that Brie might be equally interested in doing the same, but Hazel had made it clear that it was to be left up to their daughter.

“Did you at least get to see your friends?”

“Yeah, I saw Mia, and Elsie and I had lunch. She beat up a girl that said she hoped I would get raped.”

“That’s a horrible thing to say!”

“That’s why Elsie beat her up!”

“You know your friends love you, Brie.”

“Yeah.”

“You know who else loves you?”

“Who?”

“Your mom and I.”

“Da-aad,” Brie blushed.

The two sat in silence as the car made its way down the road. Brie pushed the button to lower the passenger side window, and leaned her head on the door, with her hair fluttering wildly in the wind. It dawned on her that in previous days, her nerves would have driven her mad. Now, she was once again just a normal girl, like the rest of her friends and classmates.

She thought about all she had been through. The torment her body had given her. The embarrassment she felt in front of her friends and humiliation she endured in front of the public. But she also thought about the pleasure. Before the weekend had begun, she was inexperienced and innocent. And now she was a new girl, awakened, erotic, and hungry for more.

She squirmed in her seat as her memories of her night with her father crept into her brain and mixed with the lurid details of Elsie’s story with her sister. Her heart thudded in her chest and she understood that she was now a sexual being capable of desire, and, as evidenced by her teacher’s moves on her, of being desired.

A tightness grew in her chest, and a wetness formed between her legs, but it was different now. It was under control. Her control.

She looked to her dad. He concentrated on the road. He had cured her. His cum had cured her. She was free of her super-orgasmic disorder because of him. She was glad for it, but as she gazed at him, she felt a sense of loss. She had only just come to experience his wild and passionate lovemaking and now it felt like it was all over. She wanted more. The logical side of her brain told her over and over that it was wrong, but she wanted it still. She wanted her daddy. She wanted his cock. She wanted his cum again.

She swallowed the lump in her throat.

“Daddy?”

Warrick turned and saw his daughter gazing at him, a look of concern of her face.

“What is it, honey? What’s wrong?”

Brie paused a moment and then took a breath. “Can we have sex again?”

Warrick’s cock instantly twitched in his pants. He was hoping she would ask. Hazel had assured him it would be okay, as long as she asked. “Is it your condition, honey?”

Brie shivered with nerves. “No,” she croaked out, “I just want to.”

Warrick’s heart pounded. It was what he wanted. Still, he could barely form the answer, simple as it was. A single word. Finally, he pushed it out. “Yes. Yes, we can have sex.”

Brie grinned broadly, and happily kicked her feet against the seat.

Warrick chuckled, and tousled her hair. His cock immediately started to grow.

The rest of the trip home felt like it took ages. Both Warrick and Brie sat quietly fidgeting the whole time. The elder Nova had to adjust himself a couple times and his cock was already so hot that rubbing up against the fabric of his underwear nearly set him off cumming. At last they pulled into the driveway. Brie jumped out and skipped merrily to the door. Warrick watched her juvenile bouncing and beamed at her cuteness and innocence.

He approached her as she wiggled about, waiting for him to unlock the front door, and then with a laugh, he lightly swept his daughter into his arms and up over his shoulder.

Brie squeaked and giggled, hammering her tiny fists on his back. “Put me down!” she cried.

“Who’s beating on me?” Warrick bellowed.

“It’s me! It’s me! Put me down!” she wailed energetically.

“I’ll show you,” Warrick said, and then flipped his little girl’s dress over her bottom and gave it a light smack.

Brie shrieked at the feel of his hand against her bare ass. She felt exposed and nervous that the neighbors might see her. She wondered if they would notice she wasn’t wearing panties. She wondered if they would see her father’s flirtation for what it really was. “Daddy, take me inside,” she whined.

Warrick chuckled and said, “Okay.” With her still over his shoulder, he reached down and inserted the key into the door while Brie struggled to right her wayward dress without losing her balance and falling to the ground.

At last Warrick carried her into the house, swatting her round butt one more time, enjoying the sound of another squeak and a moan of embarrassment.

When they got inside, he finally rolled her off his shoulder and held her in his arms. Brie frowned, red-faced at him. “Daddy, you’re naughty. What if someone saw?”

“You’re right. I couldn’t help myself. I’m sorry.” Warrick hugged his daughter against him and that seemed to make things right for her. “Where do you want to do it? Your bed again? Mommy and Daddy’s bed? In the shower?”

Brie didn’t know how to answer. She was inexperienced and her mind swam with options. “You choose, Daddy.”

Then Warrick had an idea. He carried Brie into the living room, and then tossed her down on the couch. Then he pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Let’s watch a movie while we do this. Does that sound good?”

Brie shrugged, “Okay, Daddy.”

Warrick handed his daughter the phone and showed her a blurry video thumbnail, “You get this streaming on the TV, and I’ll get undressed.”

While Warrick began to tear his clothing off, Brie opened up a connection between his phone and the TV. She only paused for a glance at her father when his large erection swung into her peripheral vision. But she was distracted only momentarily, for the contents of her mom’s homemade pornography began to stream on the TV.

Warrick, naked, stood and watched his daughter process what was on the screen.

She was confused about the grainy, old-fashioned film that played before her, but suddenly became aware that the old man in the video was slowly stripping the young girl he was with. She was shocked at the age gap between the two. The man could have been the girl’s father, or even older.

The girl in the video gasped as he pulled off her tank top and kissed her small breasts and nipples.

“No,” protested Brie, “she’s too young.”

“She’s the same age as you,” Warrick said softly, leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. He sat down on the couch and pulled his daughter between his legs.

They both faced the TV and Brie was completely fascinated by the porn her father was showing her. She barely noticed as he, too, began to skin Brie of her clothing. Since she only wore a dress that day, after it was over her head, she was completely naked, all in one go.

Warrick lifted his daughter up under her arms and pressed his knees between her skinny legs, splaying them out across his lap, then sat her down in front of his cock. He reached around his daughter’s lithe body and caressed her small, barely there breasts, spending time on her little nipples, before dipping one of his large hands low to the top of her slit. His fingertips wandered up and down her puffy labia, which caused Brie to squirm her bottom up against his shaft. She pressed his stiff member between her cheeks. When she made contact, a drop of precum squeezed from the tip and ran down the crack of her ass. Warrick groaned at the sensation of his little girl’s small bottom sandwiching his rod.

Brie was hooked on the screen, barely cognizant of her father’s actions. To her, it felt good, but there was something about the girl in the video that fascinated her even more.

She watched as the man in the movie retreated behind the camera and then picked it up off the tripod, bringing it nearer to the little girl. Brie couldn’t figure out why the girl looked so familiar.

Suddenly, the man spoke. “What’s your name?”

“Hazel Williams, Mr. Avery.”

Brie’s heart skipped a beat. “That’s Mommy’s name.”

Warrick chuckled, “Yep, that’s Mommy in that movie, when she was your age. Do you recognize her?”

Brie nodded, staring in fascination as the camera trained on the nearly naked young girl, while the man barraged her with questions.

“What is she doing?” Brie was desperate.

“Your mommy used to be super-orgasmic, too, just like you, baby.”

Brie gasped and snapped her head to look at her father, eyes wide, “Really?”

Warrick nodded, “That’s what she told me. She said her daddy cured her, when he came inside of her.” He shifted the girl around in his lap, pressing his stiff erection down so that it came up between his daughter’s legs. It nestled against her lubricating sex, smearing his shaft with her girl juices.

Brie’s mind spun in wonder at the revelation of the cure to her syndrome. She realized that the reason why she hadn’t lost control once that day must have been because of her coupling with her father the night before. She wondered if it was really true, if she was cured by her father’s cum, like her mother had been.

Brie turned back toward the video, “But that’s not grandpa.”

“No, baby, that’s her school teacher. Before they knew the cure, he tricked her into having sex with him so that she could get a good grade.”

Brie swallowed, now familiar with the notion. She recalled that her own teacher had, just that morning, propositioned her with the same threat.

“But then,” Warrick continued, “she tricked him back by stealing this tape and blackmailing him. He could have gotten in a lot of trouble if Mommy had showed the principal, so he promised to give her an A if she promised not to show anybody.”

Brie sat in awe on her father’s lap. She couldn’t believe her mom’s cunning, nor that she was watching her young mother having sex. She felt her father tickle the top of her pussy crack with his finger and, without looking away from the video, she reached down to put her small hand on his. She guided him into her moist folds and onto her little clit. Her heart sang and she gasped, “Daddy!”

Warrick reveled in the sensation of once again being close to his daughter’s most private areas. He slid his long shaft against the bottom of his child’s pussy, lubing up and down its length with her silky fluids.

Soon they were watching Hazel on screen blowing her teacher. The man worked her head roughly upon his shaft. Brie thought back to when her own father pushed her to her limits during their first time together, and moaned as she watched her mother being mishandled. She was getting turned on and knew she needed more action. Feeling her daddy’s rod sluicing along her crack, she reached down to grip it.

Warrick groaned as her tiny fingers pressed into the turgid, spongy shaft and smeared her juices along its sensitive underside. He could feel her copious liquid dripping off his cock and onto the couch and floor, along with the precum flowing from his own slit. Sensing his daughter’s urgency, he asked, “Are you ready to put it in, baby girl?”

“Yes, Daddy, I need cummies. I need your cock in me.”

“Okay, baby. Here, let me help.” Warrick placed his large hands around her chest and lifted his young offspring up off his lap until she hovered above his risen member, her legs dangling across his thighs. With Brie’s hand stabilizing his cock against her vagina, he lined up her entrance with his bulbous head.

He could feel when he was in alignment by the excessive wetness coming from her hole. Even with her super-orgasmic condition dulled to normal, Brie’s channel still ran with slippery girl-cum.

Then, as he watched Mr. Avery smearing a cum-sticky hand through the hair of his naive wife, he dropped his daughter slowly down. He felt her pussy lips consume his cockhead and the stretchy elastic of her opening wrung itself over the most sensitive part of his manhood.

Brie howled as she felt her tight pussy being stretched wide once again. Her eyes winced shut at the simultaneous pleasure and pain, but they snapped quickly open again so that she could continue watching the erotic video unfold. She was surprised to hear her mom call her teacher “Daddy”. Through heavy breathing, she asked, “Why did she call him that?”

Warrick lifted his little girl up by her legs until she reached the top of his rod, then sank her back down upon it. “They’re playing pretend. She’s pretending that her teacher is Grandpa, and he’s pretending that Mommy is his own daughter.”

“Why is he pretending she’s his daughter? I thought you said daddies aren’t supposed to have sex with their daughters.”

“Well, it’s against the law, but…” Warrick thought for a moment, “I suppose if both people are okay with it, and they both keep it a secret, then it’s probably okay.”

“Good,” said Brie. She looked down and watched as she impaled herself on her dad’s hardened member and hissed, “Cuz I wanna do this a lot.”

“I do, too, baby girl. I love fucking your little cunny. I love watching your naked body squirm. I want to fill you with my cum every night.”

Brie moaned at her dad’s salacious language.

The video continued and Brie watched her young mom ejaculate a torrent of girl-cum all over the man and the bed, just like she herself was able to do. Then another question popped into her head. “What about sisters?”

“Sisters? What do you mean?”

“Elsie had sex with Mallory last night.”

Warrick choked, “What?”

“They both shared a dildo, and they made their pussies kiss around it.”

Her father inhaled sharply at the mental image. He didn’t know Mallory too well, but he had met her a few times and knew what she looked like. His cock swelled, and Brie moaned as she felt it tighten against her stretched walls. He imagined Elsie, his little lover, humping her naked pussy against Mallory’s. He was close to cumming and once again slid his daughter up and back down his shaft slowly, staving off his orgasm just a little longer. He felt his cock surge at the mental image of the two neighbor girls in ecstasy and he sensed precum spurting inside his offspring. He held Brie still for a moment, for even the smallest movement would likely have set him off cumming.

But, from outside of the living room, they heard a noise, and both of them froze. It was the clatter of keys against the front door as it opened. Warrick’s mind raced, wondering who it could be. It was the middle of the day, and the house was supposed to be empty.

“Who is it?” Brie whispered. Warrick shushed her quietly.

Then, over the sounds of the porn playing on the TV, they heard Hazel’s voice, inquisitive. “I must have forgotten to lock the door when I left this morning.”

“Unless Warrick is still home?” It was Ivy.

“No, he took Brie to school this morning, and I know he’s at work, because he hasn’t responded to my texts.”

In the living room, Warrick was panicked. He didn’t know what to do. He was an inch away from orgasming inside of his daughter while his wife and her best friend were standing mere feet away.

The noises coming from the TV were too obvious. Brie spotted the remote on the coffee table and wriggled around in an attempt to get up off her father’s thick spear so that she could silence the inappropriate video.

Warrick groaned, red-faced, and gripped her tightly by the arms. “Baby no, don’t move. You’re gonna make me cum.”

“What do we do?” Brie asked quietly.

“Just don’t move,” Warrick answered, his breath quavering. “Maybe they won’t come in here.” They sat and listened again to hear what they could hear.

Ivy’s voice came, closer than before, “I’m ready to get these clothes off.” Warrick’s heart pounded. “Where should we do it this time?”

Hazel said something that couldn’t be made out.

Ivy responded, “Yeah, we always do it in your bed. I thought maybe we could change it up. I could sit on the kitchen table? Maybe on the couch? Orrr… Brie’s?”

Warrick’s mind reeled at the realization that his wife and Ivy had been skipping out on work to hook up during the day—and often, apparently, in their bed.

In the kitchen, Hazel raised an eyebrow. “You want me to eat you out in my daughter’s bed?”

Ivy admitted to herself that Brie’s lewd performance on the runway had triggered a deeper interest in the junior girl, but she wasn’t about to share that with the girl’s mother. “Don’t worry,” she assuaged her friend and mentor, “I’m not perving on your daughter, but you know, a smaller bed could be fun? It’ll make me feel like a school girl again. Especially since we’re sneaking around like this.” She wandered through the house aimlessly when her ears pricked up at a sound.

“You might have a point—” Hazel started to say.

“Shh,” hissed Ivy suddenly.

Hazel froze and saw her friend actively listening to something. She watched as Ivy snuck down the hall to the living room. The woman paused again and then turned around with a mischievous grin on her face. She mouthed, “I think your husband is watching porn in there.”

Hazel softly padded to meet her friend where she, too, could hear pornographic sounds coming from the television. Hazel never knew Warrick to skip out on work.The two women went silent and quietly approached the open door to the living room.

Ivy could make out some of the dialogue: “Yes, Daddy, fill me with your cum. I need your cum.”

“I’m gonna fill you up if you keep talking like that to me, baby girl.”

She turned to Hazel and giggled mischievously. “Is your husband watching daddy porn?”

Hazel tried to key in on the sound, but identified it only as her friend reached the threshold to the living room.

“Fill my cunny, Daddy. Show me you love me.”

“I love you, Jazzy baby!”

Hazel’s heart dropped. “Don’t go in there!” she shouted.

But it was too late. Ivy burst through the door and was greeted with a most unexpected sight. Her eyes registered the terrified faces of Warrick and Brie. Only moments later did she comprehend what they were doing together.

Brie tried to cover up her split-open vagina with her hand and conceal where she was joined with her father, but with her legs spread across his naked lap, it was still apparent what was going on.

The sounds from the TV cut through the dead silence and Ivy’s eyes flicked over to see video of an older man vigorously assaulting a girl many years his junior. “What in the fuck?” she spat.

Warrick knew he was caught and had no words to say. Brie blushed deeply, equally silent.

Slowly, Hazel approached her friend from behind, slipping her hands around her waist. She placed her head on Ivy’s shoulder and plaintively said, “It’s okay, Ivy.”

Ivy jerked her head to look at her lover. “Hazel, no. No! That’s your daughter.”

Hazel kissed Ivy’s shoulder. She then met her eyes and nodded toward the TV. “And that’s me.”

Ivy turned back to look at the video playing. On screen just then, a freshly fucked young Hazel sat up in bed and asked to take a shower, signaling the end of their scene.

“Trust me,” said Hazel, “There’s a long story behind this, and I’ll tell you every sordid detail. And… I have a hunch that you’re even going to like it, but the short of it is this: this was necessary. And it’s good.”

“Necessary,” Ivy repeated, her chest growing tight as she stared at Brie’s boyish, young figure.

“Brie, baby, move your hand out of the way.” The girl complied and Ivy’s heart dropped at the sight. She could see the thick trunk of Warrick’s cock speared up inside her. It dripped with gooey beads of Brie’s cum and her pussy stretched tightly around it, hugging every curve. “Is your mom telling the truth?”

Brie looked up at her parents’ friend and sometimes babysitter. She nodded. “Yes, Ivy. It’s the truth. I wanted this. I needed this. I need my daddy’s cum. It makes me right.”

Ivy swallowed hard at Brie’s admission. She turned again to Hazel, searching for reassurance. Hazel smiled warmly and nodded, her eyes both craving acceptance and begging for forgiveness from her friend.

Ivy said, “Well…” and then paused for what felt like an age. Finally she finished her thought. “What do we do now?”

Hazel exhaled and leaned into her friend’s ear. She spoke softly, “You said you wanted to feel like a school girl again. Do you want to play with her?”

Ivy’s head swam at the prospect. She knew what she was witnessing was wrong. She knew that she should put a stop to it, to save Brie from her parents, the same way she had saved the wretched girl from the stage of the fashion show. But standing there, staring at the nubile, shivering form of the girl she would babysit, Ivy’s resolve crumbled and her loins goaded her onwards.

A groan signaled the withering of her moral high ground. She moved toward the couch and dropped to her knees, getting a close up view of the Novas’ taboo transgression. She tentatively reached out with one hand to fondle Warrick’s balls. He moaned at her contact and, at that moment, the air started to move in the room again. Brie slid herself up her dad’s shaft, causing pent-up rivulets of her cum to drool out from her hole.

Then, without further hesitation, Ivy ducked her head in, and pressed her tongue onto the base of Warrick’s shaft and gave a long lick up its length. Brie slid back down upon it and met Ivy’s tongue with her parted pussy lips. Ivy tasted the lewd mixture of their sex juices and sighed. She became more turned on than she ever expected when her tongue brought Brie’s flavor into her mouth. All of the little sexual urges she kept locked away from Brie all these years suddenly spilled from within her. She had never known what was missing, but now felt like her connection to the Nova family was finally complete.

Warrick lifted his daughter up once again, and Ivy chased after Brie’s pussy, up Warrick’s cock, with her tongue, slurping up all of the sticky juices that the girl left behind.

Again Brie sank down, all the way, until her cervix prevented her from going any further. “Daddy, your cock is so hot inside my cunny.” She leaned back and kissed him, open mouthed.

Ivy, watching from below as father made love to daughter. Her stomach did summersaults and her mind did backflips at the sight. She gripped Warrick’s balls and gave them a tug, causing his eyes to squint shut and a moan to escape his mouth. He had been close to cumming before, and now, with the two girls attending to him, he was close once again. Ivy encouraged him, saying, “Brie, your little cunny tastes even more amazing than I imagined.” Then she cocked her head to the side and slid the sensitive bottom side of Warrick’s shaft in between her lips. In this manner, she sucked and licked as much of his cock as Brie’s pussy allowed access to. Occasionally, the little girl’s cunt would connect with Ivy’s mouth and the two of them would groan at their contact.

In between gasps of ecstasy, tiny moans escaped Brie’s mouth. Her face was hot and she felt light-headed as she ever-more-vigorously impaled herself on her father’s rod. Through her carnal haze, she scanned the room and found her mother watching. Brie blushed at the attention. “Am I doing good, Mommy?”

Hazel could only be described as beaming with pride. She nodded and said, “You’re doing great, baby. Are you ready to have cummies?”

“I think so,” Brie said hopefully. “Daddy, I need cummies. Fuck my little pussy, Daddy. Fuck my baby cunny,” she whimpered, “I need your cum, Daddy.” Warrick increased his pace, holding Brie still in his lap while he hammered her from below.

“It’s coming, baby girl, just keep squeezing your tight little pussy around my cock.”

“Yeah, that’s it,” Ivy joined in. The two were now moving too quickly for her to continue her oral ministrations, so instead she pressed a thumb into the folds of Brie’s vagina and found the thick nub of the little girl’s clit. She rubbed against it and chanted, “Fuck your daughter’s little pussy. Give it to her. Split your baby girl’s cunt in two. You’re big, but she can take it. She likes it. Your daughter’s a good little girl and she wants your cum.”

Ivy’s naughty words put Warrick over the top and suddenly he froze. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and a deflated sigh escaped his lungs. Then, “Fuck, I’m cumming, baby!” Warrick became animated, bouncing Brie violently on his lap as his cock pulsed, sending ropes of his seed deep inside his daughter’s womb.

Brie could feel her insides warming from the bath of hot cum she was receiving. That, along with her daddy’s invading spear and Ivy on her clit, caused Brie, too, to tumble off the cliff of sanity into orgasmic bliss.

Her eyes snapped shut and her insides contracted, pulling her vaginal walls tightly against the skin of her father’s cock, even as it pulsed ever larger. The little girl’s legs shook and flailed over her daddy’s thighs as each subsequent blast of his cum jolted all the more pleasure out of her. Her skinny body writhed, tossing her head weakly this way and that. If Warrick’s cock hadn’t been prodded all the way up in her, she likely would have slid off and onto the floor for all her lack of muscle control. Instead, she hung limply like a puppet atop her dad’s lap, his cock supporting her body.

Warrick’s strained groans indicated that he continued to cum, shooting extensive jets of his semen, far longer than was normal.

“Jesus, Hazel, how much cum does he have in those balls? I’ve never seen him shoot for that long before.”

“Me either,” Hazel answered with equal wonder. “It’s something Brie brings out of him.”

Ivy continued goading him on. “Fill up your baby girl, Warrick. Fill her little cunny to the brim with your cum.”

“Fuck, Ivy,” Warrick rasped, as his orgasm finally subsided and he regained the ability to speak, “you’re so kinky.”

“You’re the one with your cock buried deep inside your daughter’s cunt,” she laughed. Warrick liked that she was laughing.

Brie, too, returned to reality. “Daddy, my pussy is sore now,” she whined.

“Here, let’s get you off of there,” Ivy said, helping Warrick to lift the small girl up off his lap. As her father’s cock exited her cunny, a thick rope of his cum connected the two while he placed Brie next to him on the couch. It draped from his cockhead and down over his thigh, before it stretched its way back up toward Brie’s pussy.

Brie slid herself to the edge of the couch so that the cum didn’t drip into the upholstery, and in the process, she pressed her dripping vagina out toward Ivy.

Ivy was fascinated. “Brie, I love your little pussy. It’s so adorable. It’s a nice, tight little package.”

Hazel encouraged her, “Go ahead and get a closer look, if you want.”

Ivy kneeled in front of the girl and moved her hand toward the viscous strand of Warrick’s cum, slowly drooping out of her and onto the floor. She collected as much of the dangling jizz as possible into her hand, then, meeting Brie’s eyes, lewdly licked it off in front of her. “Your daddy has some of the tastiest cum on the planet.”

Brie nodded knowingly and Ivy held up her hand to the young girl. Brie timidly reached her tongue out and licked from the pool that remained in the woman’s palm. Ivy whispered, “That’s so fucking hot. You want more of your daddy’s cum, baby?”

With big, pleading eyes, Brie nodded again.

Ivy dug her fingers into Brie’s pussy. Brie closed her eyes and mewled as Ivy fished around inside her, coaxing more of her father’s load free. The woman lifted her cum-dripping fingers to Brie’s mouth and Brie took them in, several at a time. She was wanton, and the gooey cum she couldn’t catch smeared across her cheeks and dripped down her chin.

Then Ivy winked and said, “I want more, too,” and she ducked her head between Brie’s legs, wasting no time in delving her tongue between Brie’s succulent labia.

Brie gasped as her babysitter lapped away at her slit. She reached down with both of her hands to pull her tiny opening wider for her friend. Her clit was still stiff and sensitive from her last orgasm, and she fingered it while Ivy worked her leaking opening. Soon, Ivy licked her way upwards toward the top of Brie’s crack and replaced the girl’s little fingers with her swirling tongue.

Brie closed her eyes and moaned as Ivy’s tongue bathed her clit, feeling the urgency of another orgasm quickly building. Her head swam with everything she had seen and done that day: hearing her best friend’s lurid story with her sister, seeing her young mother having sex for a grade, being caught with her dad’s cock inside her, and now feeling Ivy’s oral ministrations, too. She wasn’t sure just how her life had become so exciting, but more and more she was grateful for everything she had gone through.

She felt Ivy pause briefly and heard her coo suddenly and the little girl’s eyes snapped open. Brie watched her dad kneel behind Ivy and reach below to undo her jean shorts. She could see his cock was swelling large again. He then tugged the woman’s shorts down her hips as far as he could go without making Ivy stop her licking to get up and take them off. “No panties,” he observed. “Does anyone wear them anymore?”

Ivy just giggled, but Hazel chimed in and said, “I’m wearing panties today.”

“What are you waiting for?” Warrick asked, eyes glued to Ivy’s round ass.

“I’m content to watch… and record, for now.”

Everybody’s heads jerked to look at the elder Nova. Her phone was out and she was recording the steady stream of pornography being enacted before her.

“Jesus, Hazel,” Ivy blushed, suddenly aware of her predicament, bridging between a father and his school-aged daughter. “What’s that for?”

“Mostly for me,” Hazel smirked. She then looked Ivy in the eyes. “But also insurance, in case you feel guilty later and feel like getting us in trouble.”

Ivy swallowed, realizing she was in deep. There was no backing out if her conscience ever managed to regain control. But then a wicked smile spread across her face. “Send me a copy after we’re done.”

Hazel winked, “I’d be happy to.”

Warrick, knowing that his family’s depravity would be available to watch later, was rock hard once again and lined his cock up with Ivy’s exposed slit. Her engorged labia shone with slickness. He entered her slowly, watching his shaft disappear, savoring the feeling of the woman’s warm, familiar folds. Once he was all the way in, he started to thrust against her.

Only then did he look up to see his daughter gazing curiously at him. She was watching him fucking a woman who was not her mother and that knowledge made his chest tight. He was sure she knew a little bit about what they did when they invited Ivy over for late night romps, but up until that point, his young daughter had never seen any of the adult action with her own eyes. She’d never even seen him with her mother, yet here he was now, slamming in and out of Ivy in plain view. Bit by bit, day by day, his young daughter’s innocence was being drained away, along with every new flood of cum, and she was taking it like a champ. “Good girl, Brie. Just relax and let Ivy take care of your little pussy, okay?” It turned him on to have his little girl watching him.

Brie, too, was getting more aroused by watching her father’s movements. It was the first time she was able to watch anyone having sex up close. She had seen Elsie getting fucked by Oliver the previous day, but at the time, she was more focused on servicing Hunter and getting his cum. Now, having recently achieved an orgasm, she was more lucid and able to observe and enjoy the show her father and Ivy were putting on directly in front of her. The small girl could even feel his movements. His powerful strokes against Ivy brought her mouth crashing into Brie’s young pussy with every thrust.

Together, father and daughter gazed into each others’ eyes as they coupled through their surrogate. Brie’s face twisted with the building pleasure and a moan escaped.

Warrick spoke, not looking away from Brie’s small, smooth body. “That’s it, Ivy, eat my cum out of my baby girl’s pussy. I’ve marked her with it. I’ve filled my daughter’s pussy with my own cum. I was her first and Brie will always be mine now.”

Ivy groaned into Brie’s pussy and then came up for air. “Fuck, Brie, your sloppy little cunt tastes so sweet. And your daddy’s cum makes for a delicious filling.” She craned her neck toward Warrick, her mouth glistening with his daughter’s juices. “I love tasting you and your little girl at the same time.”

Warrick reached out and pushed Ivy’s face back down between Brie’s legs. “Lick it all up, baby. That’s my baby’s cunny. Don’t let it go to waste.”

Ivy licked for a while more, slurping and sucking noisily and drooling all over Brie’s snatch. Brie huffed and moaned as Ivy worked her over with her tongue. Soon, Ivy pushed herself up from Brie’s split. She grasped the ends of her tee-shirt and said, “I need this off of me.” Her breasts spilled out and Brie’s eyes went wide, taking in the sight of the topless family friend.

Warrick said, “Time for these to come off, too,” and flipped the woman around onto her back, tugging her shoes off and yanking her jeans the rest of the way down her legs. Ivy giggled and gasped, suddenly naked on the floor of the den. Warrick kneeled again and pulled the woman up and onto his lap, spearing his cock back into her.

Brie fingered herself, keeping her orgasm climbing within her while she watched her father rhythmically fuck Ivy in front of her and her mother. The woman’s breasts bounced with each thrust and she continued her stream of dirty talk: “Your cum is dripping off my tongue, baby, and my belly is full of your daughter’s juices, too. You’re such a naughty Daddy for letting me do such disgusting things to her. That’s it, Daddy, make me cum while I think about eating your baby girl’s little pussy.

Brie blushed at being the subject of Ivy’s lewd commentary and glanced toward her mother to see if she would do or say anything about it. Instead, she noticed that Hazel was aiming her phone straight at her husband as he cheated on her with another woman, recording every word.

Warrick dug his fingers into Ivy’s hips and moaned, “You’re an irredeemable slut, Ivy. You think you’re so pure, but how long did it take you to get on your knees for a school girl?”

Ivy thrashed her head back wantonly and noticed Brie watching them. “Your daddy’s right, Brie. I’m a slut for your school girl pussy. Come down here, baby. I’m not done with you yet.”

Brie’s chest heaved and she slipped off the sofa. She approached Ivy and began to sit next to her, but Ivy said, “Stand over my face and sit down.” Brie straddled the woman’s head, facing her father, and crouched, lowering her tiny pussy for a reunion with Ivy’s mouth. As her young pussy lips parted, she felt her moisture dripping out of her. She heard Ivy groan as viscous beads of fluid, mixed with more of her daddy’s copious sperm, dripped freely from her opening and into the woman’s mouth.

She cooed sweetly when her cunny lips made full contact with Ivy’s lips, but her girlish moans soon turned pornographic when Ivy reached up and grabbed the cheeks of her little bottom and resumed eating her out in earnest. The girl’s legs gave way to Ivy’s control and her light and slender body pitched forward. She leaned her hands on Ivy’s breasts, kneading into their pillowy softness. Ivy moaned in response. Brie felt the woman’s nipples stiffen under her attention and instinctively she tweaked and twisted them lightly, causing Ivy to swear into her open hole.

Warrick enjoyed watching his daughter play with Ivy’s tits while she faced him, her pussy smearing her babysitter’s face with all of its wetness and disappearing regularly beneath Ivy’s flicking tongue and champing lips. While he plowed his hard cock into the woman’s frothing channel, he reached down to thumb her stiff clit. Ivy squealed all the more at the added attention to her sensitive spot, her noises driving Warrick ever closer to his next cum.

He gazed at his daughter as she leaned forward over Ivy, eyes closed and mouth agape, moaning at the woman’s oral assault. From the other side of Ivy’s body, Warrick, too, leaned in closer to his daughter. While he thrust in and out of their family friend, he ducked towards his daughter and caught her lips with his.

Brie’s eyes snapped open as she felt her father mash his face against hers in a passionate, open-mouthed kiss. His large tongue caressed her diminutive one, and she pushed hers back against it, tasting his spit. She moaned in agony as the triangle of bodies undulated in unison, pleasuring each other, one after another and back again.

Warrick could feel his cum boiling in his balls, but he sensed that Ivy was close, and he hoped that he could maintain long enough to see her through her orgasm. To speed things along for her, he broke his kiss with Brie and, with his hand on the back of his daughter’s neck, pulled her face down to Ivy’s gash.

As the small girl neared the junction where Warrick’s cock pistoned in and out of Ivy, Brie’s eyes flicked up to her father’s, unsure what he wanted her to do.

“Give Ivy’s clitty a suck, baby.”

Brie gazed down at the woman’s bared pussy, watching her father mate with the woman who was not her mother. She smelled the strong aroma of Ivy’s cunt wafting up with each thrust; it was not unlike her mother’s, but it was also different. It was familiar. It was Ivy’s scent.

Ivy’s labia were already splayed open over her father’s meat, but Brie used her fingers to pry them apart further, revealing her glistening pink insides all the more, and the glossy, bulbous nub of her clit.

Ivy could feel Brie playing around with her vagina, and she moaned hoarsely at the sensation. Brie was too small for them to sixty-nine effectively, but when the little girl’s pussy slid off her chin, Ivy reached her fingers to Brie’s gash. She attempted to plunge two inside, but Brie was too tight and Ivy settled for one. “Jesus, Warrick, I can only get one finger inside the little slut. How did you manage to fit that thick slab?” Before Warrick could answer, Ivy cried out, feeling Brie’s tiny tongue begin to lash at her swollen clitty.

Brie savored the woman’s taste while Ivy made herself familiar with the girl’s insides. Brie’s pussy responded to the churning finger with ever more lubrication. It drooled out of her and on to Ivy’s tits.

As Brie licked up and down her babysitter’s gash, she was face-to-face with her daddy’s churning cock. She pulled back momentarily to observe his movements. He was rapid and forceful and his shaft was white and foamy with their combined fluids. Each time he plunged into her, Brie could see the outer rim of Ivy’s hole push in, and when he pulled out, he pulled her tight, clinging cunny along with.

Then she leaned in again and took Ivy’s love nub between her lips. She nibbled on the sensitive bundle of nerves and licked up the swirl of juices seeping throughout her slit.

Suddenly Ivy squealed and thrashed. She gasped out, “Oh fuck, Daddy, I’m cumming!” She thrust her hips hard against Warrick’s cock while her orgasm tore through her. She moaned and wailed, still running her finger wildly into Brie’s spit-slicked snatch as she weakly attempted to continue giving pleasure to the young girl laying atop her. “Fuck my pussy, Daddy, while I’m inside your baby girl.” Ivy thrashed her head back and forth, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, her legs flailing limply across Warrick’s torso.

Soon her cum high subsided, but Ivy wasn’t done yet. She pulled Brie by her hips back onto her face and resumed wildly licking out the girl’s slit and sucking on her clit while she continued her finger-banging. Brie was so dazed by the unexpected pleasure that she cried out and her body went limp.

Warrick, having given Ivy what she wanted, pulled out and moved himself closer toward his daughter. He straddled Ivy’s hips and prodded his raging hard-on into Brie’s open mouth while her jaw hung slack, and she took to it readily. Her tongue lolled around his shaft and she tasted the worked up melange of his pre-cum and Ivy’s cum juices on his shaft.

“Open up that little throat of yours, kiddo,” Warrick grunted, thrusting himself deep toward the back of her mouth.

Brie knew what her daddy desired. He wanted a retry of the night before when he attempted to deep-throat her, and she wanted to satisfy him this time. She craned her neck up, attempting to make the way as straight as possible, and opened her mouth as wide as it would go.

Warrick pushed himself onto his daughter’s face, pulling her by the back of her head. He saw Brie’s eyes roll up to meet his, and he read them perfectly: pleasure tinged with the worry that he might break her. “It’s gonna be okay, baby,” he assured her, though he didn’t really know if he could guarantee his promise.

Brie nodded, her mouth stuffed with the giant rigid rod slicked with Ivy’s tangy cum. She took a deep breath through her nose and closed her eyes, signaling that she was ready for whatever was coming. Warrick pressed himself forward slowly, straining against the small opening of his daughter’s throat. But sure enough, he pushed through. Brie’s entire body tensed as the invading member crushed its way into her body. She might have tried to fight back, but in that moment she was helpless, trapped, strung up between her father and Ivy. She had nowhere to go and nothing to do but to act as a vessel, used for their ignominious pleasure.

She gagged, but her father stayed lodged inside her. Her face reddened. She snuffled air through her nose to keep from blacking out, but the lack of oxygen enhanced her own pleasure all the same. Ivy pumped her slender finger in and out of the girl’s burning pussy, massaging against her G-spot while her tongue swirled circles around her clit.

Warrick let out a long groan of pleasurable agony, feeling his daughter’s tight throat constricting around his engorged cock. He could feel his orgasm rushing onward, and he knew there was nothing more he could do to stave it off. He grabbed his baby girl’s head with both hands, and proceeded to rapidly fuck his cock down Brie’s throat. With her head pushed back, her eyes opened as little slits, and he could only see the whites. Teardrops occasionally spilled from the corners. His daughter was completely checked out. She was, in that moment, nothing but her daddy’s sexy little fuckdoll.

Finally, he felt his cock begin to surge. He knew his orgasm had arrived in full force. He waited in Brie’s throat to send the first jet directly down into his little girl’s belly. She grunted as her neck strained to take her father at his biggest. Then he pulled himself free, slithering his spit-soaked cock out of her face.

Brie gulped for air as globs of bubbly saliva spilled from her mouth and down her chin, and fell onto Ivy’s tummy below. Before she could spit any more out, she felt her father roughly grab her hair and pull her head back to splatter her face with another stripe of his cum. “Yes!” she choked out desperately, “Cum on me, Daddy. Cum all over me!” Warrick’s cock continued to leap and spurt in his fist.

Ivy cheered him on, too, “Paint your darling little daughter, Daddy. Give Mommy’s baby slut what she’s earned.”

The euphoria of oxygen, the feeling of her father’s climax raining upon her, and Ivy’s fingers thrashing inside her pussy finally brought Brie to her second orgasm. Where normally, her cumming had started from her pussy and spread outward, this time, it started in her brain. She liked being used and controlled—not told what to do, but simply acted upon. The entire weekend she had felt unhinged and she loathed it. She felt humiliated by her lack of self-control. But now, at her daddy’s whims, she understood what her body was trying to tell her and she savored it. Her head swam with ecstasy and her body roiled with pleasure. It moved from her head into her chest and tits, then finally down her spine to her pussy. Her hips bucked upward, and a spray of her cum escaped, dousing Ivy beneath her.

“Holy shit, Warrick!” Ivy exclaimed. “Your little girl can really cum!”

Brie writhed in orgasm, rolling her narrow hips into the air and slamming them back down onto Ivy’s cum-slicked body. High pitched moans filled the air as her orgasm ripped through her. She humped back against Ivy’s invading fingers, trying to wring as much pleasure from her quaking form as she could.

Soon, the world came leaking back, and her orgasm slowly faded until her body merely twitched where once it lewdly humped. Her burning nerve endings cooled to a sizzle and then faded. All that remained were memories and shivers. Brie at last rolled off of Ivy and onto her back on the floor. Only then did she realize her face was coated in a thick film of her father’s cum. It cooled against her skin, but she was too exhausted to wipe any of it off.

Finally, Ivy was able to sit up. It was the first time Warrick had seen her face since she had gotten under Brie. She was filthy with the young girl’s ejaculate, and her hair was soaked through; it dripped from the strands in fat droplets. Her mascara ran down her face, but she wore a smile. She turned to Hazel and remembered that her friend had been filming the whole encounter. She cheekily flashed the V-sign at the lens.

“What did you think?” Hazel interviewed her.

“That was fucking nuts,” she giggled, then gestured to Brie, “Look at your baby girl now.”

Hazel turned the camera toward her daughter. Brie panted heavily, but smiled meekly, as if she had just finished a marathon. Her body glistened with the combined fluids of her partners and her face was spackled white, coated thick with her father’s excessive jizz. She rolled bashfully away from the camera and curled her body up. Hazel lingered on her girlish bottom a moment longer.

Ivy said, “Not so innocent anymore,” and then Hazel ended the film. Ivy crawled up to the couch and slouched upon it. She turned to Hazel and said, “So, you said there was a long story to tell?”

Hazel smiled. “There is, and I can tell it.” She paused and looked around the room. “But first, who’s going to give me cummies?” Both she and Ivy looked at Warrick.

Warrick looked down at his tender cock, hanging limply, then back at Hazel. “Sorry honey, I’m gonna need a bit more time before I’m back in the game,” he said apologetically.

“Um,” the small voice of Brie piped up. The group all turned to face her, her cheeks glowing red behind her cummy veil, “I can do that, Mommy.”

Ivy slowly turned from the girl to face her mother, and with a smirk she said, “Fuck, I love your family.”

Hazel broke into a wide grin as she gazed at her filthy little girl. “I love my family, too.”

“Give me the camera,” Ivy urged, “I’m gonna film the sequel.”