“Sorry Dad,” Sidney said.
Dad leaned over and kissed her head. Sidney heard the camera clicking away, her hand still wrapped around her father’s member while he showed her such paternal affection. “It’s OK. But be careful. Don’t want me shooting too soon and ruining the shot. I don’t have your brother’s stamina. Not anymore anyway.”
“Danny, sit down on the couch,” Mom said.
Sidney moved automatically to be next to him. Just like Mom and Tom had done before.
“No, no honey,” Mom said, disdainfully, “Get down on your knees between your dad’s legs.”
Sidney nodded and slid to the floor, settling so her face was right at Dad’s dick. She could smell the testosterone wafting off of it, strong and heady. It pulsed, and a bead of precum leaked out. Without Mom needing to say anything, Sidney sucked her father’s cock into her mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” Dad said, “Princess that’s perfect.”
Click click click. Sidney heard the camera going off behind her. Distantly, she was aware that her mom and brother were both watching her blow her dad, but she didn’t care. She reached down, found her aching pussy, and plied it with her fingers. Fuck that feels nice.
Sidney had never given a blowjob before, so everything about the experience was new. She loved the way her father’s meat filled her mouth. The hardness of it, the shape, made it oddly satisfying to suck on. The taste and smell were so manly and alluring. There was something about the act of it, alone, too. Sucking cock had always seemed like a subservient act, when Sidney saw it. Now though, doing it, she felt powerful. In control. Already she was thinking about doing it again.
Suck suck suck. Snap snap snap. Slurp slurp slurp. Click click click.
For someone who claimed to have a hair trigger, Sidney’s Dad sure seemed to be letting her suck him off for a long time. Does that mean I’m bad at it? Sidney thought to herself. But she realized that if she was, Daddy would tell her.
She looked up at her father, eyes wide with love and desire. He idly stroked his fingers through her hair. There was something romantic about this. Oh sure, also broken and wrong and really, truly fucked up. But romantic, too.
“OK, I think we have enough of those,” Mom said. Neither Dad nor daughter moved. “Enough you two, time to move on.”
Finally, Sidney pulled her head off her dad’s cock with a loud plop. “Sorry Mom, got carried away there.”
“It’s OK, honey,” Mom said, smiling warmly, “I know what that’s like.”
Sidney wiped the drool from her mouth. A part of her wished she’d gotten to taste her dad’s cum, but she knew that she had a way better spot for it.
“Honey, get on the couch and lie back,” Mom said, “This is for the Christmas cards so make sure to get this right.”
Sidney lay down and spread her legs, raising her knees. She knew from watching her mom and brother what came next, and she couldn’t wait. Especially after sucking Dad’s dick, Sidney desperately wanted to have her father lick her pussy.
But when Dad climbed onto the couch, he was leading with his dick. Was he truly not going to return the favor like Tom had done for Mom?
“Your father doesn’t like to do that,” Mom said, looking at her husband ruefully.
“Sorry princess,” Dad said, “But don’t worry, I’ll make you feel extra good.”
“OK,” Sidney said, pouting. She couldn’t help but express her disappointment.
“I’ll do it!” Tom said, practically jumping up and down behind Mom, “I’ll do it. I’d be happy to go down on Sidney.”