Maybe I need to tell you more about myself. In the first place, I’m not a slut. Really, I’m not. I was a virgin when I seduced my dad and I very seldom do anything sexual on a date. And when I do I make it really clear at the beginning what the limits will be and then see to it that we both have a pleasant experience and that the guy gets a proper sexual release. I’m not a prick-tease. If I get a guy "heated up" I’ll see that he comes. It’s only fair.

Gosh, I’m getting side-tracked here. I’m a high school senior, good student (might graduate with honors), fairly popular, about 5’3", 115 or so, pretty nice tits (33C), maybe a little more butt than I really need (but somehow the guys seem to like that), and a very small waist that makes both of the other measurements seem bigger. I’m not sure I’m pretty, but I believe I’m attractive, and many others seem to agree. Well anyway, I really am a good girl who has principles.

It sorta surprised me when I decided to seduce my dad. Well, you see, here you have to get a little more info about him and me. I am an only child, and my mother died when I was 4 (terminal illness). It was pretty tough on my dad to learn to run a house and take care of a 4-year-old girl, and it was pretty hard for me, too. But he dived into the Mr. Mom scene willingly and gradually I learned how I could make things go more smoothly. Somehow dad never got around to remarrying, probably because he is rather shy and had a tough time meeting ladies. So really, it’s always been just him and me.

Even as a little kid I just loved to go naked. Guess it’s that feeling of uninhibited freedom, with the breeze brushing your skin all over. And of course, there’s nothing sexual about a naked 4-year-old (at least, I don’t think so), so sometimes after my bath or in the morning before I dressed my dad would let me play for a while without clothes, and I did it every time I could. Let me be clear here: my dad is not a pervert, and as far as I know he didn’t get any special kick out of seeing my naked little cunny or anything else. Never any "improper touching", either; when he gave me my bath he simply washed me and dried me off as he should have, and stopped doing that when I was old enough to do it myself. What happened later was all my idea.

That doesn’t mean that I didn’t do any touching, though. As far back as I can remember I liked to play with my "trickle", pull the lips apart and look at it, and especially tickle and rub that sensitive little spot on top. I didn’t know what to call it then, but it really felt great, and of course it was much easier when I was naked (maybe that explains why I didn’t much like clothes). I never put a finger inside til some years later, but I would still play with the little hole and sometimes even put my finger over my pee-hole as I peed and watch it splash around. Guess I was sorta naughty.

I also liked to play with my titties, even though I didn’t really have any. It still felt good to stroke and rub that part of my chest, and of course the nipples were always sensitive. I loved to tickle them with my fingers or the tips of my hair or blow on them and feel them get hard like little pebbles. Then they were really sensitive and it felt awfully good. Yeah, I’m pretty sure I was naughty, but I don’t think Dad ever caught me. At least, I never noticed and he never mentioned it.

As I got older (8 or 9, I think), Dad began to discourage my running around naked. He said it wasn’t a proper thing for a young lady to do, and (surprisingly enough) I pretty much accepted it at the time. Looking back, I suspect that he was beginning to see me as a young woman and just didn’t want to get any "evil" thoughts about me. So I mostly stopped doing that when he was home, though I still loved to do it when he was gone. And I never was all that careful going to my room after a bath. If I remembered the towel, OK; if not, so what?

I hit puberty about the same time as my friends (around 10½ or 11), and of course had all of the strange and frightening new feelings and thoughts that any girl does at that time. I got through it OK, though, and by the time I reached my teens I was a fairly happy and secure girl. I don’t remember that my dad and I ever actually had "the talk", but we could discuss the personal things when we needed to, so I guess it happened in its own way. I did develop some sense of modesty then, though, probably because my new body was so strange to me, and started to be more careful to be dressed when Dad was around.

At some point after puberty I learned to masturbate. The older sister of one of my girl friends had told her how good it felt to put her fingers inside, or even use a candle or the handle of a hairbrush, and she told the rest of us. Amy swore that she had never really tried it, and we were all a bit embarrassed, but I was sorta excited, too, and couldn’t wait to get home and try. It hurt a bit the first time, even with just one small finger, but I learned to get my finger good and wet with spit and work it in slowly. The farther it went, the better it felt, and I was hooked. It wasn’t long at all til I did it frequently, moving the finger (and later more than one finger) in and out and touching my clitoris (yeah, they told us what to call it in sex-ed class) at the same time. And yes, I soon tried candles and hairbrush handles and similar items, and they felt good, too, but my trusty fingers were always my favorite and always available.

OK, so I’m taking a long time to get to the part about my dad, but you need to know me to understand. I have always enjoyed what I learned to call sexual feelings and sensations, and I think that influenced my decision to seduce my dad. Again, he and I got along well and enjoyed sharing our lives together, but that was all. It was only later that I realized that I was ready to lose my virginity and I wanted him to take it.

Not long after I turned fourteen I was at Amy’s house and we were talking about the usual romantic garbage that girls do at that age. Eventually the talk got to how it would feel to lose our virginity and whom we thought we’d want to "do it" with. We suggested all sorts of guys, some that we knew, some really silly (like rock stars or something), and jokingly I told her that her dad was pretty hot, and maybe he should be the one. She seemed really scandalized and I thought I’d offended her, but instead she challenged me: she would do it with her dad if I would do it with mine. Boy, that shocked me! I’d never even considered my dad that way. I made a big joke of it and the talk turned to other things, but the seed was planted, and in the following days I began to look at my dad and wonder. Don’t know whether she ever did it with her dad; it never came up again.

I had been having some pretty erotic thoughts for a long time, and it seemed to me that I had taken masturbation about as far as I could and I was ready for the real thing. I began to fantasize about how it would be with him and to be a little more sexy around him. After a few weeks I realized that I had already made the decision and started making real plans.

The first step, of course, was to get him to accept the idea, and that would be a real challenge. I had to bombard him with sexual stimulation, while making it all seem so innocent. Anytime he was home I was careful to wear clothes that displayed my body without being really obvious. I’d always worn t-shirts with no bra sometimes and began to do that more often, sometimes with a fairly tight shirt. My tits weren’t big, but they were really firm with large nipples and were growing nicely. He couldn’t help noticing.

Same thing with shorts and jeans: often tight enough to show off my ass and legs, but not slutty. He would be turned off by that. And occasionally (but not often) I would leave off the panties so my ass and pussy would be outlined even better for him.

And of course, he began to get more little "accidental" peeks. My favorite was to leave my bedroom door open a crack so that he could see me in the mirror. I could dress very slowly, ponder a choice of panties or bra while standing naked or just turn and admire my body in the mirror, and I knew that he stood and watched quietly. I never actually saw his hardon, but I would bet that he had one.

Showers, too, of course. Great opportunity. Again, leave the door open a little while I brushed teeth or put on makeup (always naked, of course). I did catch him rubbing his cock a few times as I did that. And I could always "accidentally" meet him in the hall on the way to my room wearing nothing but a towel. Well, you get the idea. I was giving him lots of stimulation without forcing him to acknowledge it.

The time came to force the issue, though. I chose a Saturday morning when I knew that neither Dad nor I had any special plans and got up and took a shower. When I finished, I wrapped a towel around me, but I didn’t use one of the big, big things that we ladies normally use. It was a normal size towel, and I knew that it didn’t hide much. In fact, I could see in the mirror that if I covered my tits, my pussy would peek out at the bottom. Just what I wanted.

I went downstairs, and sure enough, Dad was sitting at the kitchen table with coffee and his newspaper. I went over to the fridge and got some juice. As I did that, I let the towel slip a little so that my left nipple was showing. The cool air made it really stand out. I turned around and chatted with Dad about the weather and usual meaningless things and as we talked I could see his eyes alternating between my nipple and the bottom of the towel. I could also see a noticeable bulge in his pajama bottoms. Finally I "noticed" my exposed nipple and said "Sorry, Dad" as I pulled the towel up to cover it. Of course, that did just what I wanted: it exposed at least half of my pussy, right at my dad’s eye level. His eyes got bigger and so did his dick; the head began to peek out from the fly and I could see that he didn’t wear underwear in bed. "Why Dad, you are getting hard!" I exclaimed. "Is that because of me?"

He turned red and covered up as well as he could, then mumbled, "Shannon, I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me." He started to get up.

"Dad, please, it’s OK. I know that you like to look at my body, and I’m glad you do. It’s perfectly normal and it makes me feel attractive. I think you are very attractive, too. You don’t need to be shy about this. You’re my only family and I love you. Couldn’t we be open about this? It’s not anyone’s business and certainly won’t hurt anyone. Please? Please, please, pleeeeease?"

He still sat there, so I walked over to him and kissed him gently. Not a sexual kiss, but a lot more lingering than a father/daughter kiss. With that, the head of his dick poked right out of the pajamas, pointed straight at his chin. As I kissed him I held him by the shoulders, and of course the towel dropped right to the floor. "See, Dad, I know you love to look at me and you are welcome to. Can I look at you, too?"

"Sweetheart, we can’t do this," he groaned, looking down. But as I urged him he finally stood up, took off the pajamas very slowly, and sat back down, still embarrassed. His dick was rock-hard, though, and his hand began straying to it occasionally as he looked at me. I knelt down in front of him and looked closely at it, letting my nipples touch his knees. I noticed a drop of clear liquid on the tip and asked him what that was. "It’s pre-cum, darling", he mumbled. "It doesn’t happen every time a man gets a hardon, only when he is really excited."

"So that means that I make you really excited, right Dad?"

"Yes, you do, sweetheart; you are gorgeous and sexy. But this is still wrong. We shouldn’t be doing this."

I ignored that. "Dad, could I touch it, please? It’s so beautiful that I just have to know what it feels like."

Again a long pause, then it seemed that he resigned himself to what was happening. He just nodded. I leaned forward even more, so I was sure that he could feel my breath on his dick. I began to touch and squeeze it gently, here and there and everywhere. God, it felt good! It was smooth and a bit soft on the outside, but very, very firm underneath. I could feel the blood pulsing through it and feel it jerk occasionally when a sexual twinge hit him. He loved it while trying to deny it.

Deciding to be just a bit bolder, I took it into my hand the way he did and began to move the hand up and down very slowly. He seemed about to stop me, but decided against it. It must have felt awfully good. Eventually I dropped all pretense and began masturbating him openly. His eyes closed, his breathing sped up, and his lower body pressed toward me. We both knew that this wasn’t going to stop until he came. And he did, just a few minutes later. It sprayed all over the place, on the floor, on my body and face, and one spurt went directly into my mouth. It surprised me a bit, but the taste was OK (a little slimy, though) so I swallowed it. When he finished, he slumped back into the chair and just looked at me, a "what have I done" look on his face. I stood up so he could see me well, cum spots and all. It was incredibly sexy.

He seemed to feel guilty and happy all at once. "That was wonderful, baby. I just can’t tell you how great that felt," he finally said. I was horny as hell, though, and began sliding a finger up and down my slit, occasionally slipping it into my pussy up to the first knuckle or taking a moment to tease my clitty. Dad watched for a little while, entranced, and began to get hard again. Finally I guess he felt that turnabout is fair play, because he asked, "Would you like me to do that for you, honey?" Well, of course I would! I took my hand away and stepped up to him again. His hand was a little hesitant as he reached to my pussy, but once he touched it I guess everything became automatic. He seemed to know even better than I did what places are the most sensitive and how to touch them.

A kitchen is an awkward place to finger a girl, though, so we moved to the living room. I lay back on the sofa and opened my legs so that my pussy was all his. He lightly touched one spot and massaged another, sliding his finger through my slit and around my pussy and avoiding my clit completely. I began to wonder if he knew what to do with it, but I shouldn’t have worried. As my breathing got faster and my pussy wetter, he finally began to flick my clit lightly, run his finger up and down it, press on it, even squeeze it a bit.

By this time I was becoming quite fragrant and he just couldn’t resist a taste. He moved his head between my legs and began to tickle my cunt with his tongue, slipping it through my slit, flicking my clit, even tongue-fucking me. Once he just plastered his whole mouth on my pussy and gobbled up the juices.

God, I was in heaven and bouncing all over the place. Finally, he slipped first one finger, then another, into my pussy and began moving them in and out, quickly, slowly, sometimes pushing far in and curling them back toward the top, while he massaged my clit with his thumb. I had no idea what he was doing, but it felt good. Eventually, though, he touched a certain spot ‘way inside, and I just about hit the ceiling. I raised straight up, arching toward him and stayed that way the longest time, screaming at the top of my lungs, in the most incredible orgasm of my life. I didn’t know anything could feel that good.

Finally I settled back and collapsed just like he had, totally spent. It took me a long time to come down and I just kept having aftershocks. "Well, I guess we found your ‘G-spot’, honey," he said. I asked him what that was. "It’s a special spot inside a woman where she is extremely sensitive, and touching it almost always triggers a massive orgasm. It’s hard to find, though, and most women and their partners never do." I was glad he did, and I tried hard to remember where it was.

Of course, after fingering me that way and smelling my girl-juices for so long, he was hard again. "Need help with that, Dad?" I asked. He nodded, and I masturbated him again, knowing much better how to do it this time. When he came, I held his dick carefully and spurted it all right into my mouth. Y’know, it’s an acquired taste and I was acquiring it. It was wonderful, and I think Dad was pleased that I did that. After a little more chat we both went upstairs and showered again. I was walking on clouds the rest of the day, and I think he was, too.

I thought that session would open the way for real sex, but it did not turn out that way. He could be convinced to offer me sexual pleasure and accept it himself, but somehow he drew the line at vaginal intercourse. For several months we pleasured each other happily, experimented quite a bit with touching and oral sex, and grew even closer together, but he could not take that final step. With no discussion we gradually adopted a "clothing optional" policy when we were alone at home, and he learned to enjoy those times when the sight of my naked body gave him a hardon. I did, too, and frequently I would take it into my mouth and treat myself to another drink of his tasty cum. He was fair, though, and just as often would lay me back and suck and finger me to another of those crashing orgasms. I could never get enough of those.

My chance came one night during an especially violent thunderstorm. The thunder and lightning were right outside the house and I really was frightened. I went to his room and knocked quietly, but went on in. "Dad, I’m scared," I whispered. "Can I sleep with you tonight? Please?"

"Sure, sweetheart, it’s OK," he said. I climbed in and lay down facing him. He had started sleeping naked after our "clothing optional" rule took effect, and I had slept that way for years. I snuggled up to him and was about to drift off to sleep when I realized that my chance had arrived. My face was close to his and I gently moved closer and kissed him lightly. He carefully didn’t respond, and after a few seconds I kissed him again, more firmly and lingering a bit. He still tried not to respond, but I felt his dick move against my leg. I waited a few seconds more and kissed him again, not hard, but very slowly with a little tongue. Now I ask you, how would any normal man respond if a naked girl presses against him and kisses him? By this time he was almost completely hard and I could hear his breathing speed up. I took a chance and gave him a thoroughly sexual kiss, crushing my mouth to his, sucking hard, forcing my tongue into his mouth. I pressed close to him, so that I could feel his hardon bumping against my pussy.

He couldn’t stop himself from responding, but finally he pulled away and gasped. "Sweetheart, we can’t do this. Please, we mustn’t." Sorry, Dad, we’ve gone too far now. I need to be fucked and you’ve gotta do the fucking. I crushed my body to his and felt his cock trying to penetrate me. I scrunched a little more and felt the head pop into me.

Omigod it felt good, even with so little penetration! I moved some more, trying to get it all the way into me, but he wouldn’t let it. "Please, honey, don’t. We mustn’t." He didn’t pull it out, though.

"Dad, I have to have you now," I gasped. "I really need it. Please don’t pull away from me. I truly need to make love with you." I moved again and made his dick slide almost all the way into me. It was heaven. It just felt so wonderful. In spite of himself he began to move against me. He couldn’t help it. "Dad, please, get on top of me and fuck me. I need you."

He was finally beyond resistance. He rolled over on top, keeping that wonderful tool in me, and began to pump. I opened my legs as far as possible and matched his strokes exactly, pushing him deeply into me on every downstroke. I was delirious. "Ogod, Dad, fuck me; fuck me hard. Ogod, it feels so wonderful. Omigod, omigod, don’t stop. It feels so good." Well, something like that. You gotta understand, I wasn’t taking notes. He leaned down and kissed me, long and hard, our tongues dueling and dancing, and it kicked my feelings up yet another notch. My body was on fire. He was still being careful, though, and when he was ready to cum he pulled out and sprayed warm white fluid all over my stomach and tits. And he came and came. I had never seen him spurt that many times.

Eventually he ran out of cum and rolled over and lay beside me, hugging me tightly and burying his head on my breast. "Shannon, sweetheart, that was so wonderful. I love you so much and I’ve wanted to do that for so long and been afraid to. I didn’t want to ruin our relationship, but I wanted it very badly. Thank you for forcing me." I still couldn’t talk. My eyes were glazed and I was still savoring the incredible feelings going through my body. To be perfectly honest, I’m not sure I had an orgasm. Maybe, but I didn’t care, because it felt so wonderful even without one. My body was at fever pitch and I wasn’t sure I’d ever come down.

Eventually, after much hugging and many kisses I did come down and we went to the bathroom, where he gently cleaned the cum off me. Then he kissed me again, a long, intensely sexual kiss that promised that we would do this again in the near future. I was ready again right then.

Well, I’m not sure what else to tell. Once the ice was broken, we continued to make love several times a week. I went on the pill, of course, so that pregnancy was not a concern, and he and I grew closer than many married couples. While I didn’t completely avoid sex on dates, it was unusual. I protected my reputation carefully (no danger of going around horny, of course). It was a good deal.

But now I am going to college, and I didn’t choose one close to home. I’ll be close enough to visit, but far enough away to be on my own. Dad wanted it that way and I did, too. We knew from the beginning that our new relationship could not be permanent, and he wants me to date and find a nice guy and marry. So do I.

Will we continue to make love when I’m home? I guess so and hope so, but it will continually be more bittersweet. The time is probably coming when I won’t be near my dad, and I’ll miss him terribly. Certainly he has taught me the difference between lovemaking and sweaty fun, and while I may sometimes choose the latter, the former is more satisfying and long-lasting. I’ll never be sorry that I seduced him.

 

"Jason????!!!," said his mom, "I am so sorry, I didn't ex......"

"Shut up slut, tonight you will listen to me and call me Master."

"Jason"

Crack, he hit his naked mother hard on her stomach.

"My name is Master Jason, and you will call me Master.  Do not speak unless spoken to, and for the rest of your life, you are my sub, and I am your master."

"Master, what is wrong??"

"Wrong?!, nothing is wrong!"

"For now on you will nothing in the house, and if we have company, you will were a skimpy dress with no underwear, but possibly a thong.  If I find you walking around the house with even a thong on, you will be punished.  When you go outside you will wear nothing, and only when you go to into town will you wear something."

"Master please?  What did I do?"

"Nothing, now suck my cock, and when I cum, you better swallow ALL of it, or else you will get punished."

She sucked as good as she could, since he was pulling on her hair, but it did no good.  When he cummed, there was to much for her.  She spit it up.

"Guess who is getting punished??"

"No please, I will do better."

"Too late, lay down facing up on the bed."

Once she did that, he tied her arms and legs to the bed posts, and blindfolded her.  He took his whip, and hit her very hard on her cunt.

"Owwwwwwww!"

"Shut up, or I will hit you harder."

After ten hard hits, he stopped, and found out he had to go to the bath room.

"Follow me slut"

She followed him to the bath room, and he pooped.  

"Eat it"

"Please, no!"

"Now!!!!!!"

She put her hand in the toliet water, and she grabbed some of it, and ate it.  She was trying so hard not to throw up.

"Tell me that it tastes good."

"Master, it tastes so very good"

"Good, because that is what you will eat for a snack.  For breakfeast, lunch, and dinner, you will cook it in nothing but an apron.  You will eat my left overs, if anything is left.  If you need to go to the bathroom, you will go outside, by Storm (our dog), and you will squat down and go.  When you are done, he will lick you clean, and if he wishes, fucks you. Understood?"

"Yes Master"

"Good, no go to bed, and I will see you naked tomorrow morning, and you better be up at eight."

The next morning she woke up at 7:00 and went down stairs.  She did as she was ordered to, and cooked naked with an apron on.  She made him three pancakes, and gave him orange juice.

"Good, I am glad that you can do at least one thing right."

"Now come under the table and suck my cock while I eat."

She did as told, and while doing so, she had an unexpected visitor lick her cunt under the table.  It was storm, their German Shepherd.  She twitched when he licked her cunt, causing her to nip on Jason's cock. 

"Slut!!!!!!! You will pay for that!!!"

He took her upstairs, and tied her to her hot tub.  He made the temperature about 125 degrees.  she yelped when the water touched her, because she had sensitive skin.  He took his whip, and hit her hard and she screamed, not only from that, but from the water.  He than let her out, and took her in the bathroom.  He turned on the water as freezing as it could go and shooved her in.  She freaked.

"Please, let me out!!!"

"Fine, but you are coming outside with me."

Once outside, he tied her arms and legs around the tree, leaving her cunt up against the hard barch.

"Storm, here boy."

"No, don't let him touch me"

"Fine, I decided a better way to disipline you."

"Put on a skimpy dress, and no thong or underwear, and then come out to my truck."

She changed, and came out.  They then to drove to Jason's friend Matt's home, where they bred Belguim's, a huge draft horse.  They got out of the car, and Jason knocked on the door, knowing that Matt's parents were not home, and that Matt was.

"Hey Matt, you want to see some entertainment?  All I need you to do is bring your biggest, strongest, and toughest stallion out here."

Matt went down to the stables, and brought out their stallion Hercules out, not hard to figure out why he was named that.

"Slut, go kneel under Hercules."

"Master...."

"Now"

"Hey Jason, how did you teach your mom to do that?"

"I will tell you later."

His mom went under Hercules, who by now was pawing so hard at the ground that it almost shook.  His huge 3 foot cock was now looking for some place to go.  He felt Jason's mom's ass hole, and charged into it.  She screamed so loud that Jason was afraid that the neighbors heard it.  Hercules had almost 1 and a half feet of cock in her!!!  He pulled his cock out of her, and she scrambled out.  Jason drove her home, and thought about how much fun he was going to be having the rest of her life!

“Mark thank god help me get out of here.”  She said as she struggled against her bonds.

“I don’t think so my dear Jenny, see you told me that you couldn’t wait to get married and have children.  Well I can’t do any thing about the marriage part, but me and my friends could do plenty for the baby part.”  Winking at her.

“No I’ll get rid of it.  I don’t want a baby now! AAAHHHHHHHHH” she yelled, as she felt hot cum shoot deep inside her womb.

“You wont get rid of anything you see, you have become our newest breeding mare. You’re going to stay here for a good long while, see we make specialty babies here.  If a couple wants a white baby or black, Asian or any other type we supply them.  And right now there is high demand for lots of mixed babies.”  His smile was pure evil.

“Someone will come looking for me, you cant hide me forever!” she exclaimed as another cock slipped in her, forcing her whole body to rocket back and forth but this time the guy reached down as he started to play with her clit it was only a matter of seconds before she came long and hard.  She was shocked she never came like that my god she was being used as breeder and yet she came.  She was so ashamed.

"No they wont everyone thinks your dead sweet cheeks.” softly stroking her head.  “We gave you special drugs to enhance your breeding that is why you will enjoy it so much. Now open up and say AAAAAAhhhhhhhhhh.”  As he pulled out his cock and pointed it to her face.

Her will was broken; she opened her mouth and accepted the throbbing cock into her mouth.  In and out of both ends pummeling her holes.  Filling her, stuffing her with the spunk.
Over time she wanted and need to be fucked to be filled with sperm so much that she thought she would pop.

A week pasted she had counted over 200 hundred cocks enter and deposit their spunk in her.  Mark came and told her she was pregnant, but that didn’t stop the men from using her over and over again.

Hell she asked for them.  She asked for it the day she went into labor, the guy she was fucking suddenly made her go into labor and as the baby was being born she was getting fucked in the ass.

That was her purpose in life to be gang banged and bred.
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May all your dreams be dark and sweet

 

XXX  Shamefulone OOO

Tom set his briefcase down, took off his shoes and jacket, and walked down the hall towards his daughters room. Her moaning was become louder, and the banging of the headboard faster. Whoever had his cock inside of her was about to blow it, and Tom barged in just in time to ruin the moment. The stud, who was a very muscular guy, with a crew cut and tatoos on his bulging muscles, went pale white with shock, and stopped in mid stroke. Tom could just see his prick shrivel up inside of her. She was lying on her back, hair a mess, fingers pinching her nipples, her long, slender legs atop his shoulders. Her back was bent, and her ass slightly in the air, letting the boy get a good amount of penetration into her sweet snatch. Tom stood there, and when she noticed her man had stopped thrusting, and was looking rather scared, she turned her head, and saw her father, looking supremely pissed.

She shrieked, and the boy pulled out of her (Tom noticed his dick was at least 6 inches and it was only half erect) and scrambled for his clothes. Tom said nothing, as the now beet red boy ran out of the room, trying to put his pants on while he ran. His daughter had grabbed her bedsheets, and pulled them over herself, trying to retain some sense of modesty.

"So how long have you known him for?" He asked

"I met him at the mall on the way home from school." was the reply.

"So you just let a stranger fuck you like that? It's that easy to get in your little panties?"

Being a smartass teenager that she was, even in this situation, she said "Well, I wasn't wearing any panties, so he didn't really have to get in them."

That was the final straw for Tom however. His slut of a daughter needed to be taught a lesson. He grabbed her sheets, and tore them off of her, exposing her naked body. This was the first time he had seen his daughter in anything less than fully clothed since she was around 8. The changes were readily noticeable. She had shoulder length brown hair, the same blue eyes as her mother, the same thin, sexy lips. Her breasts had the perkiness of a typical 17 year old, and looked perfect to cup in a hand. She had a very toned stomach, and her bush was a trim triangle, leading into her love box. He didn't get a very good look at it, because she darted her hands across her breasts and pussy, still covering them up. The brief look had startled Tom though, she was the spitting image of her mother, who was only 20 when she had died. Tom felt stirrings in his loins, but they were soon overwhelmed by his anger at the slut he had raised.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and grabbed her by the wrist. Yanking hard enough to make her yelp, he pulled her across his lap, with her feet still on the bed, and her head hanging down to the ground.

"Wait wait! What are you going to do!?" She was panicking now, squirming and kicking her legs. Tom held firm, not letting her escape.

"I'm going to teach you some lessons. I should have done this a long time ago. I ask a question. You tell me the truth, I ask another. You lie, or if I even think you are lying, you are going to get spanked. Comprende?"

"No! No! You can't spank me like this! I'm a grown woman! Please no!"

"Whatever, I'm your father, and I have to take drastic measures to change your attitude. Sorry if you don't like it."

With that, he raised his hand, and brought it down hard onto her bare ass cheek. She screamed in pain, and writhed in his lap.

"What was that for!? You didn't even ask a question!"

"That was for being a smart-ass about your panties. Now for some truth."

"How long have you been having sex in this house?"

"2 months" was the reply.

Immediately his hand came down, delivering five hard strokes to her tight ass. A large red handprint remained, as a tear quietly rolled down Amanda's face.

"Bullshit! I know you've been fucking longer than that! I've come home every day and heard it. I just left and came back later. So how about you tell the truth this time?"

"11 months! I started last New Years!" This was a truthful answer.

"So when did you lose your virginity?" The next question asked. Tom wanted to know how long she had been fucking around before she decided to do it in her room.

"That night!"

His hand came down once more. He slapped harder and harder, ten times, until she was openly sobbing, her tears falling softly to the floor.

"I swear!"

Ten more, on the other cheek this time.

"When I was fourteen! With Jim, that kid down the street! I went skinny dipping and we had sex in his pool!"

Tom was startled by that, he had always seen Jim as a nice, responsible kid, not someone to take his daughter's virginity away.

"So how many people have you had sex with total!?" Tom was getting upset at how much of a whore she was.

"I don't know. I....I...I lost count." She was having trouble talking between her sobs.

"How do you lose count?"

"Because there were too many."

"And what does that make you?"

"I don't understand dad"

"What do you call a girl who fucks so many guys she can't keep track?"

"A whore."

"What else?"

"A slut."

"So say what you are."

"I'm a slut." She was sobbing more from embarrassment than pain now. "I'm a dirty whore."

"Are you done being a whore? Do you think you've learned a lesson?"

"No daddy. I can't. I tried. But I need a cock in me. I can't handle having a boyfriend, I just need random cock. All the time. It's an addiction, I've tried to quit, I can't. Please, don't hit me."

By now, her squirming, her sexy ass, everything had given Tom a boner, which was tenting his pants, and poking into Amanda's stomach. She was in too much pain and torment to notice it now, but he was sure she would eventually. He couldn't believe the thoughts he was having about his daughter. The problem was, every time he looked at her, he saw his wife, and all that emotion came rushing back into him, especially the sexual emotions. He had gone unsatisfied for 17 years, because of this bitch. He decided she would make up for it.

"Did you always use protection? That kid didn't have a condom on."

"Yes daddy. I've been on the pill for a year and half, and I usualy use a condom too. I've been safe."

"Well, at least you aren't that stupid." Tom was slightly relieved by that fact.

"Listen up. You want cock all the time, you got it. My cock. You are gonna fill all of my needs, and you are gonna love it. If you have enough energy after that to handle getting fucked by some stranger, you go right ahead. If I can't make you stop having sex, I can at least get some use out of you. You've been pretty useless to me up till now."

With this, he released her, and she hit the floor like a brick. She spun around, and was sitting on the floor, staring at her father, totally boggled by what he had just said.

"You want me to what!? I'm not fucking you! That's fucking gross!"

Tom released his pants, and they dropped to the floor. His erection popped out of his fly, and his 8 inches stared her in the face. Amanda closed her eyes, and tried to scoot away on the floor. Tom would have none of that, as he grabbed her by the head, and slammed her face into his groin. Her mouth and eyes were shut, but he was rubbing his cock all over her face. He then plugged her nose, and when she opened her mouth to gasp for air, shoved himself inside of her. Amanda looked up at him, tears streaming from her eyes, and he palmed her skull, and began to pump her face on and off his cock. "You like that!? Huh bitch!? You like sucking cock so much, how about your old mans!?" He was absolutely skull fucking the shit out of her, and she just sobbed and took it. Soon Tom bored of her mouth, and decided he wanted some of that sweet pussy. Still holding her by just the hair, he picked her up and threw her onto the bed. She landed on her stomach, and screamed in pain from her hair being pulled so badly. Tom didn't wait at all, just grabbed her ankles, spread her legs, and thrust himself inside of her. She was not very tight, but so warm and inviting. Grabbing her waist, he pulled her onto her knees, and again took hold of her hair. Fucking her doggy style, he thrust in and out like a beast. She was crying , yet every once in a while a moan would be intermingled with the sobs. Tom could feel her walls milking his cock, and he knew she was a true slut, that getting fucked was all she needed, even if she said she didn't want it. This only enraged him further, and he pulled her hair even harder, driving himself further into her slit. After about 10 minutes of solid fucking, she was too close to an orgasm to cry any more. She was moaning constanly, and began to buck her hips to the rythm of his fucking.

"That's it bitch. You love my cock don't you. You fucking love it. You little whore."

"Oh yes daddy! Give me your cock! I love it! I fucking LOVE It! Fuck your little whore daughter! Fuck me! I'm such a slut!"

Hearing those word both turned Tom on, and enraged him further. "I got a surprise for you slut!" He quickly pulled out, and, cock coated in her pussy juices, slammed home into her asshole. He figured that since she was such a whore, she would have taken it in the ass by now, but he was wrong. He felt the tightness, and her pained scream as he ripped her open. The thrust cause his dick to spasm, as thick ropes of cum shot into her virgin asshole. He collapsed on her, cock still twitching inside of her.

"Dad, that fucking hurt!" She sobbed. "Nobody ever put anything in my ass before. I don't want to do that. Please don't do it anymore. I'll suck you off and fuck you silly, but don't fuck my ass again. I think it's bleeding!"

"Fat chance of that bitch. You don't let anybody in your asshole but me, got it!? And I'm gonna fuck it every day. Better get used to it. I'll lube up a little better next time though."

With that, he pulled out of her, and noticed that the trickle of semen running from her was tinted with red. So she was bleeding huh? He got a sick satisfaction from it. He wiped himself off on her bedsheets, gathered his clothes, and went to leave. As he reached the door, he turned, and she was still lying on the bed, a finger prodding her asshole, to investigate the damage.

"Go get cleaned up, you're cooking dinner tonight. Make me a steak, medium rare. I want you in your sexiest clothes, and you better be ready for your dinner - a nice thick tube steak to suck on. Have it ready in an hour."

With that, he closed her door, and went to his own room. His life just got a little better.

Amanda realized that her dad had finally left, so she stood up, and gingerly walked to the shower. He ass was burning, and her pussy ached for another good climax. She began fingering herself under the water, and thought how lucky she just got, to have a cock at her beck and call. She knew she was a cock addict, a total whore. Smiling to herself, she thought about the yummy dinner she was about to get.

She acted like nothing happened.pretended like everything was normal and turned and went into the bathroom.I needed to think what was i going to do .in one hand it turned me on watching her fuck someone else. she was always so shy and never showed her body dressed conservative long dresses if she wore a dress and shorts half way to her knees.this was all going to change.now i need to change her mind set and make where she wont fuck her own son anymore.i'm going to have fun with my wife i might even make her a slut but not with her son.i go to the bathroom and walk in. the shower was on and she was about to get in.her back was turned to me and i looked her up a down. her butt was sticking out and i sudenly remembered my plans for today was to fuck the hell out of her before ben scewed everything up.i said come in and sit. she started to turn but froze and stared straight ahead.i shut off the shower and stand and stare at her .her tits where sagging slightly but her nipples pointed upward alittle i reach over and sqeeze them making them hard.her pussy was nice and trimed. just a little patch of hair above her slit the rest was bald.i could see a little of ben cum running down her leg.i took a towel and wiped it off.i then instrucked her she would not fuck ben anymore. it was a mistake. you will feel guilty for it but never tell anyone.from now on when its just me and the boys home you will wear that see threw nighty at night around the house with no bra or panties it covers you enough and you and barely see anything thew it if the boys have friends stay over you can still wear it. you will dress more sexy from now on wear short shorts and miniskirts or what ever i tell you too from now on.you will let me fuck you any time any way i want with out asking.123 wake up.she woke up and turned to turn the shower on i grabed her around the waist and stuck my fingure up her and pulled her back sat her on the sink she didnt resist i took out my dick it was rock hard from all this control over her i slamed it between her legs her pussy was still wet from her earlier time so i slide all 7 inches in slaming her into the sink and mirror.i came alot filling her and shot some on her stomach i pulled out and had her lick me clean then i told her to take a shower.after she got out of the shower she dug out her black see through nighty and sliped it on. and we went to bed.the next morning ben went to school and shortly after that i saw are neighbor walking up to the house.he was alright for a neighbor i guess but was kinda noisy like some neighbors are.he was about 55 years old  a little over weight and bald.he came to the door wearing a tee shirt and sweat pants.Barb still just had on her black nighty i had her put a robe on over it and go tell him i was not home.in vite him in for a cup of coffee and  leave him in the kitchen. come back to me for a minuite.she went to the door and let him in he sat down at the kitchen table and she came down the hall to are room.i put her under and instrucked her to go back out and flirt a little with him let your robe fall open a little and after 5 min come back to me for a minuite.she walked down the hall as ahe did i peaked out the door.she got him a cup of coffee and sat down at the table accross from him. as she did her rob fell open. you could see her tits pointing out and he was just staring at them you could tell he was nervous but had trouble keeping his eyes off her body she stood up and went too the sink to do dishes as she did i could hear her talking to him about the weather and everything else neighbors talk about.she had her back to him and all he was doing was staring at her butt as it wiggled as she dried dishes a few times her robe rode up and you could see the bottom curve of her butt. i could see under the table his hand was tring to hide his erection.barb came down the hall to me i told her to seduce him anyway she wanted to and she left. when she got back in the kitchen she walked over to the laundry room and took off her robe and put it in the washer then turned wearing only her black nighty and came back over to the table. dave thats are nieghbors name had sweat beads on his for head. said he had work to do and better go barb walked over and stoped him and sat on his lap stradled him in one motion pulled her nighty off and stuck her tits in his face. then she reached down and freed his hard dick it was only about 6 inches but big around.she raised herself up and slowly sank it into her pussy. dave said nothiing as she started geting into rythem she kissed him full on the lips as she wigled her hips back and forth on him he came first and tried to pull out before he did she just wraped her legs around the chair and made him stay in her.he was sweating bad but barb was'nt done she got him up and took him in the bathroom  continue this storry later in part 3 hope you enjoy

 From quite a young age I noticed how men looked and treated my sisters in a sexual manner. I didn"t immitate this and didn"t even know it was sexual,but I did copy little things,like making my dresses rise showing right up to my knickers. I also kept a sharp eye on my tits and pussy because being a large family we girls top to tailed in the same bed and being older they had tits and pussy fur at varying stages of development.

 I had also noted that my brothers depending on age took quite a bit of notice of my knicker displays especially when I let part of my slice peek out. Originally an accident but I soon made this an intended activity. When this happened some of the older ones found a need to sit me on their laps. Although this was casually done, I got to noticing there was always a hardish bump in their trousers that I seemed to land on.

 Sometimes I was bounced up and down on more than one lap and it gave me a funny feeling if the bouncing pushed my knickers into my slice. I loved this attention and came to realise boys and later men were very attracted to me even though I was quite plain in my opinion. So way before even knowing Richard,I had the makings of a cock teaser,whatever that may be in mens minds.

 Yes me and my friends did flirt at the swimming pool,but we didn"t know that was cock teasing then. I kept secrets even then,what girl/woman doesn"t? Although a certain amount of nudity was inevitable with a lot living in one moderate house,with only a tin bath facility. My mother being victorian in more than just her breeding habits managed to arrange bathing of us reasonably private. The bath was in a dimly lit alcove out of site.

 This particular day I was at home with just me and mother. The tub was made ready and I had just stripped and got in. Just into my teens I had big tits for my age and a pussy bush I was very proud of. I was all grown up because my bush was more than my older stick insect sister. So I though anyway. I wasn"t over modest if someone got a look at it either,after all I"d been trying to show it even when it was as bold as a coot.

 I heard the front door go, it was never locked anyway,it would have cost to much for all to have a key I supposed. I took no notice and heard my uncle Rupert heading down the stairs to the basement living room. As he progressed he called out to my mother his sister. Mother was a compulsive gambler of horse racing,(only small bets mind) so uncle asked if she"d done any for todays racing? "No money" came her reply,"Got any picked out" says uncle going on, "I"ll give you ten bob if you want to do them" She was off.

 "Just dapping to the bookies Jackie,I wont be long. Jackies just having a bath Rup,she"ll make a cup of tea when she"s done wont you Jack" OK ma! I had been soaping my breasts for awhile as I liked the way the suds let my hands slip so easily over them and the coldness when they became wet made my nipples stand up. These I was equally proud of like my pubes because even then they were rather larger than my peers at school and I wanted lots of babies so they"d need them. I didn"t realise they had another attraction.

 Uncles head came round the corner just as I stood up to wash my slice. "You alright there?" Yes thank you unc, do you think I"m growing? He took the opportunity to come closer saying "I"ll do your back and bum if you like but don"t tell your mother mind" "Ok,that would be good my backs hard to do" I jumped as he touched me,his hands was freezing,but I became conscious of my oreoles crinkling up very tightly as forcing my nipples even higher. "Wow your hands are freezing. "Sorry let me put them in the bath and I"ll soap you up" His rough hands were like magic,the more he rubbed the bigger my goosebumps got.

 As he done my bum his face was near my ear and his hands were trembling. "Open your legs a bit so I can get right into your bum groove,but for gods sake don"t ever tell your mum. Are you liking me doing it?" Yes its so nice and it was! I suddenly realised one of his hands was now soaping under my tits and down across my belly. He rubbed back up under my tits as I noticed his breathing becoming more laboured. Then the hand was on and over both my tits. I wanted to tell him to stop now,but it felt so nice I said only, "Do you like how big they are?"

 "God yes, they"re bigger than some womens" His hand left my tits and was on my pubes now,going even farther down I felt a finger start to go through my slice while the hand at the back started in from there. The sensation was that I wanted to pee. "Stop,You"re making me want to pee!" Go on then I"ll wash your legs after. "No stop now mum will be back" OK, was it nice? "Yes,but it made my slice go all tingly" Yes it would,thats because you"re getting older,do you always bath about this time on this day? "Usually,why?"

 Oh I thought you might let me do it again for you. "I might,it was very nice with your rough hands" While talking I noticed uncles trouser front was tented and I realised it must be like I felt in my brothers when they bounced me. "I"ll just go out to the lavatory while you get dressed" but he stayed put as I got out and wiped. When I unwittingly bent over to wipe the lower part of my legs and again when I put each leg upon a low stool to wipe my foot, I heard him make a strange noise,like he was being strangled sort of. Immediately by,"Must go to the loo now,cant wait,be back in a minute"

 I dutifully made our cups of tea just as mother reappeared. "Everything alright?" Yeah I"ve just done the tea. Uncle just sat saying nothing, but his bump was gone.

 All for now!

 

I walked across the grass and stood over her, displaying shadow over her sun-streaked brown hair, and big smile. “are you going to stop there mom?”

 

“Oh hahaha. Naughty.” Her back arches again, and she reaches under her back to undo her bra, and then those wonderful c cup breasts are exposed once again to the sun. I got on my knees and started kissing her chest. “Oh help me! These jeans are too tight.”

 

In the living room I was welcomed with two wonderful sights. Betty and Jessie were blowing my father on the living room couch. As I could see Sarah bucking uptops Mike’s monster slong. “Guess I should take a bath.” I said walking backwards into the room.

 

“From you Sherri. Only if you’re planning to hold on me.” Zip. My boner flings and springs off my body. I pull my shirt off. Bare chested, my pants practically fall from me. Again on my knees I am kissing my mom’s chest, my boner pushes into her hip curve. She just laughs in fun and caresses her legs.

 

“Come on boy, we gotta get registered.” My father says stand over the two of us. Jessie and Betty stand naked next to him. I grin: I can’t wait!

 

We approach the main plantation house. A woman walked out in a grand dress.

“Oh, welcome back, The McMurphy family!” We all waved to Ms. Carry.

Ms. Carry is the owner of the plantation. Her great grand father was the one who bought the surrounding property to create what he called a ‘nursing Eden.’

 

Sarah runs up with her ass swinging  in the summer breeze, “I missed you!”

 

Ms. Cany hugged her deep and remarked how much she missed Sarah.

 

“My, my, how you still grow my girl!” Ms. Cany’s hand rubs over Sarah’s tit, and cups for the full weight.

 

“Where are we staying this year granny?”

 

“In the cabin right down the trail. Hearts content.”

“Ohh really!?”

 

“Yes my dear, the one with the five queen sized beds.”

 

Here she beckoned my father into sign the paperwork. I looked at the big naked Mike who was trailing behind us looking a bit nervous. I just winked. As Sarah ran into his arms and rubbed her pelvis up against his, “we get our own bed sweetie!”

 

“I’ll race you!” I say to Betty and Jessie.

 

Those two both take off in a flash, our naked feet slapping against mossed over pavement. I was so much faster than them so I would run up and pinch at their butts as they would giggle and try to run faster. Once down the path I could see our cabin. So I sprinted ahead and opened the unlocked door, shutting the screen door in their face I remarked,

 

“You know what happens to loser’s don’t you?”

 

“No!” they both shouted, “you cheated!”

 

“Cheated with my longer legs!? Bullshit.”

 

I opened the door and walked into the second bedroom.” I get the bed by the window!”

 

“That means we get the bed by the door.”

 

“What are you going to do about it?”

 

I then tackle Jessie. And push her back against her bed. “Stop bully!”

 

I kiss her neck and pull at her chest. I pull up so the soft side of my cock rests on her slit.  I start rubbing back and forth. “I win, turn over.” 

 

Jessie submits. This must be too much for Betty who starts to rub her clit, just standing there in front of the window staring as Jessie submits.

 

Jessie’s ass points out over the bed, as her tippy toes push up so she can meet me. I spit in my palm as I rub around her asshole.

“no not there!” Jessie remarks as I lean in. The tight border line. She moans. Betty climbs on the bed. At that moment Sherri and my Dad come in. Sherri comes into the room to see me humping Jessie from behind. She sits on the bed leaning up against the headboard and pulls Betty’s arm to the bed.

 

Betty rides up between Sherri’s legs.

“will you go down on mommy?”

“Betty just nods.”,

 

Sherri giggles and laughs as Betty plays with her trimmed cunt.

 

I pick up Jessie’s legs and start pushing into her, she moans ‘i-uh uh uh.’

 

“Hey Davis, how about you come here and keep mommy company?”

 

“Alright.” I said pulling out of Jessie’s abused bumbhole.

 

I sat down next to Sherri and kissed her on the neck and cheek, progressing to move down to her tits, I suppled her nipples and caressed her tummy.

 

“Alright Betty. That’s enough.” Betty peered upbetween Sherri’s legs.

 

I remember when Sherri used to be my babysitter, when she lived next door, before she married my dad. And she used to play around with me while my baby sisters were asleep.

 

“I’m ready Davis.”

 

“Alright mom.” I said as I got between her legs and lined up.  It slid in as wonderful as all the other times.

 

I would pull out all the way till my head would rub up against her clit. Then I would slam back in. Then I would just grab on by her tits. She would just scream

 

“Oh Davis, oh son. Oh fuck me, harder- harder.”

My dick would get harder and push up against her cirvex, I would slam harder and harder into it until I pushed my hand over her face, and screamed as I pumped harder and held deep.

 

“IM CUMING MOM.”

 

I stayed inside her for a few more minutes and kiss her tits. And looked up pleasingly into her big smile. Her freckled 28 year old face. “I love you.”

 

“I know you do!”

 

“Wanna take a shower?” I said picking my self up off top her.

 

“I’ll see you in a few minutes.”

 

“If you insist.” I said unbuttoning her jeans, unzipping to flesh, she went commando this day in anticipation- her trimmed bush was substantial under her zipper. I grabbed the pantline from her ass and pulled it around her curves. And there was my mom, naked under the Spanish moss, her legs spreading as I stood over her brown bush with little blonde streaks… “are you going to hide that boner from me Davis?” she smiles up from the long grass.

            My wife, Tracy had consistently lied, snuck around, and cheated on me with several different me. From what I could tell, Tracy was not having affairs; she was just being a slut. I decided to check things out for myself following her around and watching her meet with one guy and then another. At first, I thought of confronting her and breaking off our marriage, but that would have only left me lonely and heartbroken. Tracy was still giving me great blowjobs and allowing me to fuck her doggie-style. Besides, Marie had a crush on me and I had showed her many favors. I started off with a hug, a kiss, and then got her naked and fucking her as hard as I could on my wife’s side of our bed.

            I continued the marathon fuck way passed the point where the pain had taken over Marie. I kissed her hard pushing my tongue into her mouth and whispered that I loved her over and over until she began to repeat it to me. I beckoned her to promise her pussy to me. I wanted Marie to fall completely in love with me, and I could feel it from her.

            I pulled my sopping cock out of her worn tight cunt and pushed it in her mouth. I cheered her on as she cleaned the sex completely from my cock. My cock was still straining. I took Marie into the master bathroom and got in the shower with her. I continued professing my love for her and kissed her while working my cock back in her tight cunt.

            I stayed on Marie until Tracy pulled up the driveway with Megan in her mini-van. I could see the love and lust in Marie’s eyes while she stared at me whenever she could without being detected.

            As usual, Megan demanded all the attention. I wasn’t put off by Megan’s spoilness. I decided to use it. I suggested that we rent a movie. I knew that Tracy would reject that idea, and that Megan constantly got on Marie’s last nerve. I let Megan beg me, pulling on my arm before I gave in. I wanted her begging me.

            “Can I drive?” Megan said pulling on my arm as I opened the driver’s door to my SUV.

            “You’ll have to sit in my lap,” I said.

            “I know,” she replied.

            Megan had on her favorite mini-skirt that Tracy swore that she would never let Megan wear. I assumed that it went like it always did with Megan. Megan argues and gets her way with Tracy. I stopped caring about a lot of things once I felt the love leave between me and Tracy.

            I adjusted my seat and Tracy climbed in my lap. We moved around a bit until Megan’s skirt was up and her little panty covered ass what sitting on my hard cock. That was good enough for me. I controlled the gas and breaks and allowed Megan to do all the steering. I did assist a little getting the SUV into a parking spot. As I expected, Megan didn’t know what she wanted. I was patient and let her pick and choose what she wanted. A few of the movies I knew Tracy would not approve of, but I really didn’t give a fuck what Tracy liked. Megan was happy for the moment and that was good enough.

            We got back in my SUV and I told her to hold herself up while I adjusted my dick for her to sit on. I was straight with my intensions and she didn’t protest at all. I pulled her down on it and rolled it against her butt-cheeks. “That feels real good,” I said. “Do you want to go get ice cream or anything?”

            “Can we go get me a new bra?” she asked.

            I knew that she and Tracy had been fighting over a larger bra for Megan. Megan wanted an extra padded one, but Tracy had refused. “Sure, do you want to get a thong too?” I asked knowing that it would get under Tracy’s skin.

            “Yeah,” Megan accepted.

            “Keep steady on the road,” I said moving my hands down to her hips. “Your butt feels real good on my dick. You keep making my dick feel good like this and you can get two bras.” I knew that it was a bribe. The way I looked at it was that I was paying the spoil brat for that ass.

            I had Megan to park away from other people, so I could hump her butt before we went into the store. As I humped Megan moved her ass with me. I moaned letting her know that I enjoyed the feel of her bottom.

            “Ok, let’s hurry up because I’d like to feel it again on the way home,” I said and opened the door.

            Her panties were wedged between her butt-cheeks which made my cock jerk. I made up my mind to address Megan as I would an adult. I asked her if she had seen me fucking Tracy. She said that she heard us. I told her that I could show her how good it feels if she wanted me too. She responded only to the sight of the bras that she wanted. There were three padded bras of the same style but different color with matching thongs. She began begging because it was more than we had agreed too.

            “Ok, you’ll just owe me a favor, okay?” I said.

            “Ok,” she agreed blindly I knew.

            When we got back to my SUV, she held herself up and waited for me to adjust me cock before she sat down on it. I told her that I wanted to be more than her step-dad. I told her that I wanted her to be my mistress, meaning that we would be lovers when we were alone like this. She agreed, but I knew that she didn’t care about anything other than she got what she wanted.

            I grind a little harder before letting her out the SUV when we got home. I knew that she would run to Tracy and rub her noise in the garments that I had bought for her.

            As soon as I walked in Tracy cut me a mean look. “Why did you buy these things for her after I already said that she would have to wait!” Tracy barked.

            “Hey, she sat her cute butt in my lap and batted her eyes….I was I going to resist that,” I chuckled musing over how pissed off Tracy was.

            I slipped in the bathroom with Marie and tongued kissed her firmly while squeezing her soft ass, and slipped back out without being detected. My cock was throbbing. I knew that I would have to molest Megan slowly before stretching her young pussy open with my big cock. I was confident that I would be fucking Tracy before we go to bed, but I wanted to get my cock in another piece of Tracy’s offspring.

            Lisa, the oldest of Tracy’s kids had a drug problem which she hid very well from Tracy, but I saw it. I figured that all I needed to do was to catch Lisa while she was high and her pussy was mine. As my luck went, Lisa wasn’t at home.

            The more I thought about what I was doing the deeper my plans for my revenge on Tracy became. I made up my mind to get her daughter’s pregnant. I would convenience her daughters to have their babies, and I would bare the responsibility of taking care of them. Having a child is something that I really wanted to have with Tracy.

            I openly flirted with Marie and Megan in front of Tracy knowing that she would only see it as me playing with her daughters.

By the time Tracy and I went to bed, I was about to pop. I fucked Tracy hard and shouted obscene things about her wanting to be a better piece of ass than her daughters. Tracy got off on the humiliation and it fueled me to no end.

John a good looking although extremely shy young man. He has a lot of friends but has never had a girlfriend. From talking to the other mothers at school events it seams that John is the last of his group to be dating. Hearing them complain about the girls calling and coming over made he glad that he was less outgoing.

 

Then “it” happened. It was a Saturday and John and I were having breakfast. I had just put his plate in front of him and when I looked up he was looking down my blouse. “What are you doing John” I said. He didn’t or couldn’t answer but I kept asking questions.

 

 “Were you looking down my blouse?”

 

 “What did you think you would see?”

 

“Why would you do something like that, I’m you mother”

 

 There was still no response from John, and then I asked “Is there something you want to say to me?”

 

He looked me in the eyes and said “Can, can I see you”. “Can I see you naked?”

 

Now I was speechless. After a few seconds that seamed like minuets I gathered my thoughts and asked him what he was trying to ask. He made it crystal clear. “Mom, I want to see naked, see your body, the female body”.

 

His response made me think there was more to this then just seeing his own mother naked. We talked and he told me about his friend catching him in a lie. A few months ago. He had told his buds that he had gotten to first base with a girl he meet on vacation. Evidently when he could not answer their questions he was caught and they were teasing him about being a total virgin.

 

“How would seeing me make this situation better?”

 

“If I could talk in detail about what a woman looks like and moves when naked they would leave me alone and I’m to shy to ask any of the girls I know”.

 

As his mother I felt sorry for him but there was no way I could let him see mw naked. I needed to tell him that and let him down gentley. “John that explains a lot and you need to know that I’m not mad, but I just can not do it”.

 

“Please mom, this is a real problem for me”.

 

“No John, I can not do it, you’re my son”.

 

“Please mom!”

 

“John lets just forget this and I will try and help you in some way, OK.

 

Well every day for the next week John would ask if he could see me naked or watch me changing clothes. He also tried to look in my bathroom window when he thought I was taking a bath, His persistence was getting to me and I did think about letting see me but I could not bring myself to do it.

 

One evening as I was changing for bed I put on a negligee that was almost see through that came to about mid-thigh. Looking at my reflection my son’s request came to mind. Would seeing me in this satisfy his curiosity? My nipples and hair were noticeable but I felt covered. My husband was already asleep so I put on a robe and headed to John’s room.

 

John was in bed watching TV when I asked to come in. “John, I have an idea on how I can let you see me but not naked”. “I will let you see me in a negligee that is somewhat see through”.

 

This perked his attention. “When” was all he said”.

 

“Now, before I come to my senses about this”. I reached for the tie on my robe and with a deep breath opened it and let drop to the floor. John eyes popped wide open and jaw dropped. He was looking me over when he asked me to walk around. As I started to move about his room my breasts swayed rubbing the nipples on the material causing them to stiffen, a fact he quickly noticed.  I felt a bit like a runway model as I turned about the room for my son’s viewing. When my back was to him he asked if I would pull my negligee up so he could see my butt. Looking over my shoulder I pull the hem up to my waist exposing my bottom. “Wow, you have great ass mom and your pussy looks better that I imagianed”. Shit, I forgot that there was a full length mirror on the wall next to the door and he a clear view. I dropped the hem and told him he got to see more that I was planning and proceeded to leave.

 

“Mom, can I have a hug before you go?”

 

I turned back to my son as he pulled the covers off and stood up. Now it was my turn to have my eyes pop out of my head. He did not have his normal sleeping shorts on and was naked from the waist down. My eyes were drawn to his dick and what a dick it was. It was at least 8 inches long and still not erect as it was hanging down his leg. I was frozen like a deer in the headlight of an oncoming car and stood there as he approached me. He embraced me and I could feel his dick throbbing as he became fully aroused. I moved slightly to try and break contact with his growing erection but it only made it worse. As I moved my legs parted and his manhood slipped right between my legs. It felt like I had a baseball bat between my parted legs.

 

I was becoming more aroused and I knew that I must leave before things got more out of hand. With all the will I could muster I asked John to let go so I could leave and return to my room and his father. John let go but did not move. Backing away from him I could feel the head of his dick as it slid from my ass to my pussy even parting the lip a bit. When it broke its contact with me it sprang up catching the hem of my negligee. Backing away further I pulled my negligee free. I could not stop myself from looking down and there before me was the largest dick I had ever seen. Now full erect my son’s dick was at least 10 inches long and as thick as my wrist. As I stared John put his hand on my shoulders and applied genital pressure as he said “take a closer look”.

 

Dropping to my knees before my son I knew I was in trouble. As I looked at his massive pole he stepped forward and brought his dick in contact with my face. Gripping it at the base John rubbed his dick all over my face. On the third pass over my lips I opened my mouth and took him in. Now I’m not a fan of giving head but knowing that this was my son made it more erotic and I wanted it in my mouth. I could fit only half of his dick into my mouth but John seem to like it. Then without warning John let loose with a huge load that I drank down.

 

My son lifted me to my feet and took my hand leading me to his bead. He lay down and pulled me on top of him. I reached between my legs and guided him to the opening he came from. I had my first orgasm as my son entered me. Never had dick like this in me! My son’s manhood was reaching places that were never touched before. John started to fuck me hard, forcing more of his dick into me with each powerful thrust.  His hard fucking forced his dick into my cervix and I was finally able to take the last of him in, all 10 inches. As we fucked for more than an hour I had multiple orgasms. The best his father could do was 30 minuets and that was a rare event.

 

            John was nearing his own climax and rolled us over to be on top. His fucking was almost violent as he got close to cuming. I could feel his dick swell even more and then he let loose. I could feel the white hot cum filling me to overflowing.

 

He fell on top of m and we held each other for a long time before I realized that needed to get back to my room before his father woke up and might come looking for me. John rolled off and his limp dick exited my well fucked hole. As I reached the door he spoke his first words in an hour. “Mom, can I see you naked?” The whole time my negligee never came off.  I pulled it off and posed for my son.

 

“You look better that I ever imainaged mom, thanks.”

 

I smiled and headed for my room.

 

As I lay in bed I thought about what happened and how it would affect our lives, but I knew it was going to happen again and soon.

He started tugging the little girls panties down her hips again, she smiled. Her daddy whispered "Has a guy touched your pussy before?" Kellys response wasnt't more than a breathless whisper, she said "No daddy, I want you to be the first guy to touch my tight wett pussy. Please daddy feel how wett it is." WHile they talked, Kelly's panties were at her knees, her father stopped at looked at her. He couldn't believe his 13 year old little girl was laying naked in front of him talking about acting like a total slut. He thought to himself, if this is how she wants to act then I'll treat her like a little slut. And he tore the little girls panties off, ripping them; this scared Kelly for a second. But for some reason she liked it, it excited her. Then her dad said "Kelly are you daddys little slut?" She didn't know what to say, so she stayed quiet, her father said "Tell me your my little slut Kelly." With this  Kelly whispered "I'm your little slut daddy." He said say it again but tell me you want to be daddys little slut. He put a finger into her pussy and started fingering the little girl hard. Kelly closed her eyes and moaned loudly, not caring who would hear. While her daddy continued to finger fuck her, she said "Yes daddy, I want to be your little slut! Treat me like a little slut daddy. Play with my 13 year old pussy. Do what you want to my pussy I'll do what you say daddy. Just don't stop. Put your big dick in me daddy Please! Please do it..make me your little slut daddy, I won't tell me mommy!"

Kelly was so horny and wett she was saying this with tears in her eyes. She was begging her father to put his dick into her. Her father said "Will y u suck my dick whenever I want you to?" Kellys said "Yes as long as mommy won't catch me." Her father moved in closer between her legs, his hard dick just inches from the young girls pussy. Her dad asked "Do you want to feel my dick in you slut?" Kelly said "Yes daddy fuck me like I'm a slut." She felt her dads hard dick touch her pussy, she tensed up. She was so ready for this. Her father asked her "Will you pose for me? Let me take picture sof you so I can always remember my young little slut?" "Yes  daddy, please put it in." She felt the head of her fathers thick cock focing its way into her young pussy with no mercy. She shut her eyes and clenched her teeth together tightly to ease the pain. Once he popped her cherry, the pain subsided a little and she started to enjoy it. Her father was fucking her hard now, everytime he shoved it in she would raise her hip up to meet his thrust, enjoying the feeling of his thick member slamming into her. He was up on his knees with his dick buried in her, now he held the little girls thin ankles in the air, forcing them up extended over her chest.  He was giving her the full 8 inches with every thrust, all she could do was grip the sheets tightly. She whispered to her daddy "Harder, I'm a little young virgin daddy, make this pussy yours." Then she felt an orgasm like she never had before. Her whole body shook violently, her legs went weak. She put the pillow over hre mouth and screamed into it. Then her body went limp, her father didn't seem to notice; he kept driving into his little girl all his might until he felt it rising in him.

He pulled out, still on his knees, he moved up the bed near where Kellys head was. He grabbed her by the hair and turned Kellys face to his dick. He pulled her hair gently and whispered "Now baby, suck daddys dick and make him cum, like a good little girl." Kelly smiled and said goody and started sucking his dick like a pro. Not only sucking, but jacking him off at the same time until she heard her father say "Yes that's it, make daddy cum like a good little slut." He exploded into Kellys mouth, she tried to swallow all of it, but there was so much it began to come out of her mouth and drip down her chin. She couldn't get enough of it, when he was done cumming, the little girl kept sucking her fathers now limp dick. Until she pulled away from it and innocently looked up at her father asked in a shy little voice "Did I do it right daddy? Am I good girl?" She smiled, her dad said "Yes baby, your a good little girl" and kissed her. Then he put on his PJ bottoms and asked "REmember all the things you said you would do?" And she said "Yes daddy, I promise to keep my word. All of it." And her dad said "Wll talk tomorrow baby, good night. I love you." And he left.

When her father left her room, Kelly laid in her bed trying to believe what just happened between her father and her. It all felt so good, she couldn't wait for the following day, for the first chance she would get to be alone with her dad. Just so she could act like a little slut for him. It was all so exciting, she knew she couldn't keep it all to herself. She knew she was gonna end up telling her best friend Jessie about it. It was only fair because Jessie told her the secret about when she played strip poker with her grandpa. They told each other everything and never judged each other.

The next morning when Kelly woke up, she noticed hse had an instant message, she couldn't wait to read what her daddy had to say. When she clicked on it, it read "I heard you and dad last night. Come to my room after everybody goes to sleep tonight. We need to talk little slut, and just wear a t-shirt-no panties. I'll be waiting. Scott".......

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