Ripe chapter three by Eric the Red
Experience the intense emotions and passionate encounters in 'Ripe; Chapter Three' by Eric the Red. This erotic sex story delves into forbidden desires and tantalizing connections, igniting your imagination and stirring your fantasies. Join the journey of love, lust, and exploration—dare to indulge in this captivating read!<br/>
An evening of firsts continues as Daddy and Uncle Phil do me every which way
~Sabrina
When dad reached the tub his cock was practically in my face as he slid his hand down to the base, then grasped the side of my head with the other hand and commanded, “Show daddy what you learned from your videos.”
Now I was really confused and with Phil’s cock sliding in and out of me I was having a hard time formulating words to express my utter bewilderment but finally managed to stutter in a breathy voice, “Wa-wa-what?”
Dad put his fingers on my chin, lifting it up to look me in the eye as he said with a sympathetic smile, “You really should have cleared your browser history sweetheart.”
Son of a bitch!
How long had my dad known about my little porn habit?
Uncle Phil then drove all the way in and stayed there, rubbing his hips against my ass in a circle, slowly stirring my little pussy as he commented to my Dad, “Oh yeah Mike, she definitely takes after her mother in the cock sucking department.”
“What?!” I blurted out, swinging my head around to look at Uncle Phil.
“Don’t you worry your pretty little head about that.” my dad chuckled, gently guiding my head back to face his cock. “You just show daddy what you can do sweetheart.”
I was leaning way over the side of the tub but somehow managed to keep my grip on the edge, however as I looked up at my father’s smiling face, and then down at his hard juicy cock my knees got weak.
If Uncle Phil hadn’t been buried inside me to the hilt, holding my hips so firmly, I’d have fallen down and I was suddenly weirdly grateful to have his strong hands and thick cock holding me up.
A tear rolled down my cheek and I felt, honestly I don’t know what I felt.
It was just a maelstrom of powerful and conflicting emotions that was threatening to drown me.
I had to reach out for help.
I had to control something in this scenario so I took a leap of faith.
I was honestly surprised that I had managed to hold myself up this long but my arms were giving out and I was about to double over if I didn’t make a move so I threw my arm out towards daddy.
Well quick as you like his hand abandoned his cock, he had been stroking it towards my face, and came up to catch my arm at the elbow allowing me to grip his muscular forearm to steady myself.
“Are you okay Sabbiecat?” Dad asked me kindly, using his pet name from when I was a little girl.
This may sound crazy but that’s what did it for me.
Right there this went from being weird and scary to sweet, and even kind of wholesome.
I recognized my daddy as the man who would always be there to catch me, who only wanted what was good for me, and would always love me no matter what.
If he’d really been tracking my porn history then besides the cock sucking videos he’d have seen all the MM/F threesomes, and all the incest porn, not to mention the rape videos.
My brain started piecing things together.
If Daddy knew what kind of porn I’d been watching then it was almost certain that Uncle Phil did too.
That explained everything from the moment he’d climbed into bed with me.
In fact it even explained why my daddy was now standing in front of me stroking his hard cock.
This was my daddy and my Uncle Phil giving me the gift I’d never dare to ask for.
The man who loved me more than any man ever could was in front of me offering to fulfill my sexual fantasies and I suddenly realized that I’d be crazy not to accept it, gratefully.
With Daddy firmly holding me I was able to release the edge of the tub with my other hand, reach up and grasp the base of his stiff shaft in my fist, pulling it down from it’s erect posture to point it at my mouth before wrapping my lips around the bulbous head.
I licked up and down, stroking the underside of his cock as I took it into my mouth before closing my lips and sucking as I slowly pulled back until just the tip was in between my lips.
Then I quickly began bobbing my head, sloppily sucking the head of his cock as my tiny fist pumped the thick root.
“Goddamn!” Daddy exclaimed proudly. “That’s my girl.”
I looked up at him as I continued sucking his cock, my chest filled to the bursting point with love.
As a people pleaser I always got a thrill out of approval, especially from my parents, but most especially from my daddy.
Like a lot of girls my father’s attention and approval were what I had always craved and this admittedly extreme instance was not unique.
My daddy had always been my biggest fan.
His hand gently stroked my cheek before slipping up to bury it’s fingers in my hair.
I pulled my mouth off with slurp, smiling up at Daddy and swirling my tongue around the head of his cock before cooing, “I love you Daddy.”
He practically beamed at me and I could see his eyes get a little misty as I took his cock back into my mouth and went to sucking him off again.
“I love you too princess.” he cooed in return.
Then I closed my eyes and really went to work on this beautiful cock in my mouth, doing all the things I’d fantasized about.
Then Uncle Phil picked up the pace, not really fucking me hard, but hard enough to pop my butt with every thrust.
I let out a gasping moan, removing Daddy’s cock from my mouth, saliva dripping down my chin as I threw my head back towards Uncle Phil, my mouth hanging open and my brow knitted as his cock repeatedly penetrated me, causing me to bark out little staccato whimpers.
Then my father’s hand gently guided my face forward again and I wrapped my lips around his manhood without hesitation, humming, “Mmmmmmm!” as I began sucking him off passionately.
I was taking as much of him into my mouth as I could, and the feeling of that ridge on the head of his cock rubbing against my tongue, the roof of my mouth, and my sucked in cheeks was turning me on almost as much as Uncle Phil’s cock pounding my little pussy was.
For a long while none of us said anything, completely absorbed in the task at hand.
The squishy sucking sounds, our pants and moans, and the steady slap of Uncle Phil’s hips on my ass echoed off the bathroom walls making a lustful cacophony.
I was gripping Daddy’s arm firmly for leverage and I didn’t have to move my neck so much to take in a good amount of cock because Uncle Phil was giving me a helpful little push every time he popped my butt.
So I just fell into that rythm of fucking and sucking.
Then I pulled my mouth from Daddy’s cock with a slurp, spitting on and stroking it as I took a good look.
If anything it was even more beautiful than Uncle Phil’s cock.
It had a slightly more curved shaft, with a darker, almost purple hue at the head.
I stopped stroking, gripping the shaft firmly in the middle, and wrapped my lips around him just past his purple helmet before sucking and slowly drawing my head back until it came out with a little pop.
I had always wanted to try that and it was just as fun as I’d hoped it’d be so I did it again, and then a third time, before I began bobbing my head like a demon, sloppily sucking my dad off, saliva streaming down my chin as I used my hand on his shaft to keep from choking myself on his cock.