I wake up the next morning feeling sore and swollen between my legs. I roll over to cuddle up to Dan only to see he isn’t there – a note is all that remains.
“Good morning my love. I will be gone for 2 days. When I return, be ready. Love, your Daddy.”
I groan at the thought of him being away with his wife, but know he must keep up appearances for the time being. And honestly, he’d made no promises to me.
No pledges of faithfulness. He did, however, tell me that I was only his.
When I agreed last night, I naively believed he’d also be only mine. Reality always has a way of crushing our dreams.
Despite the soreness in my pussy, there’s a new ache that has awakened within me after last night with Dan.
I feel like a nymph emerging from her cocoon. For so long I’d wanted to be touched and fucked like that, now he wants me to wait 2 days while he fucks his bitch wife?
Why should I?
I get up from the bed, not bothering to make it. I slip on my white t shirt, but leave my panties behind. When I go into the hallway I bump into Brandon on his way to the bathroom. He turns bright scarlet immediately. I’m not sure if he’s embarrassed about being caught trying to molest me the night before, or because he heard me getting fucked by his dad – but either way, I feel empowered by it.
I shamelessly smile up at him and say good morning. I open my arms for a hug, the movement lifting my shirt. I hold back a laugh as he starts to back away, a war of fear and temptation etched on his face.
I know he must worry about any ramifications he may face from his father for ever touching me again, and it just makes me want to push harder.
I smile wider and close the distance between us and quickly wrap my arms around him before he can get away.
I press my body against his frozen frame, enjoying the feel of his slim but muscular build.
Despite his personal hesitation, his cock is eager and quickly springs to life. Feeling his hardness come alive from a mere hug gets me excited.
I grind myself into him and look up at his face. He’s clearly trying to decide his next move, but I don’t wait.
I can’t wait.
Dan never should have left.
He unlocked Pandora’s box, then left it unattended.
I reach down and grab the waistband of Brandon’s plaid pajama pants and quickly pull them down. Before he has time to think I drop to my knees and open my mouth.
I’m already drooling.
His cock is only slightly shorter than his daddy’s, but it’s thicker. I open wide and suck him in.
A guttural moan escapes Brandon and he grabs the back of my head.
All hesitation leaves him as he begins fucking my face. He stares down at me in awe as I readily take the pounding he’s giving my eager mouth. Drool drips messily down my chin and choking sounds escape me as his pushes deeper, but I don’t pull away. I’m loving it.
My mouth being filled out with his thick cock is making my pussy throb with anticipation.
Brandon grips my hair with force and pulls me off his dick and up onto my feet.
“Fucking slut.”
He slaps me across the face then pulls open my mouth and spits in it. I swallow.
Brandon growls at our matched debauchery then spins me around, bends me over, and shoved his dick in my already abused pussy. I’m soaking wet from my own need and still unwashed from the endless streams of cum his daddy had pumped into me the night before, so even though I’m still quite tight, Brandon slips in easily.
There is no gentleness to his fucking, as he pounds away at my pussy with the energy only an overly horny 19 year old can obtain.
The squelching sounds fill the hallway and I don’t hold back my moans.
I feel like such a fucking whore and I love it.
“You nasty fucking slut,” Brandon shouts as he fucks me, “did you like fucking my dad, slut?”
I just moan louder in reply.
Brandon begins spanking my ass with more force than Dan did, and I scream.
“I’m gonna cum!” Brandon suddenly yells as he shoves a finger into my tight asshole and begins cumming into my pussy.
I’m overcome at the thought of being filled up with both the cum of father and son and quickly find my release as well.
Once he’s done shooting his cum into me, Brandon pulls out and I crumple to the floor, my legs weak. Brandon grabs my hair and pulls my head back.
“Clean me off.”
He shoves his softening dick into my mouth and I love it.
He tastes salty and sweet, covered in a mix of cum and my own juices. I eagerly lick him up and he starts to harden in my mouth again. He begins pumping in and out, ready for round two when we both hear a noise from Molly’s room.
Fuck.
Brandon reluctantly pulls out and rushes into the bathroom, leaving me on the floor.
Molly comes out, looking sleepy then spots me.
Her eyes full with worry as she rushes over to me.
“Steph! What happened??”
She helps me up and with her support, I make it into her room. I feel warm liquids dripping down my legs and know that if she looks down the evidence will be damning.
“I’m sorry, Molly…”
I hang my head I shame as I prepare to tell her the truth.
Despite everything, she’s my best friend. My sister. We always swore to tell each other when we lost our virginity. I knew I could risk losing her forever, but I had to tell her the truth.
Starting from the beginning I launch into the tale. I tell her how I’d wanted her dad for a long time and how it felt when I finally happened. I even tell her about what I’d done with Brandon mere moments before she came out of her room.
I sit on her chair as she sits on her bed and listens with wide eyes. I watch as her cheeks flush with each added detail, and her nipples hardened against the fabric of her shirt.
She was getting turned on by this.
I told her how it felt when her brother shoved his dick in my mouth. Explained the size differences between the cocks of her daddy and big brother. I watched her squirm, her thighs rubbing together tightly. The affect the story was having on her was obvious.
Finally, I told her that right before she came out, I licked her daddy and brothers cum off of her brother’s dick and it tasted amazing.
“In fact, both of their cum is dripping down my legs out of my pussy right now.”
To punctuate my statement, I spread my legs wide showing off my wet, hairless pussy. Messy with cum and my own excitement.
Molly swallowed audibly as she stared – eyes wide in surprise.
“Do you want to know how they taste?”
“Wh-what?”
“It’s not incest if you taste it from me, you know. They never have to know.”
“I….no…no way. That’s gross.”
Molly’s rejection wasn’t convincing as she openly gawked at my puffy pussy.
Her breathing was uneven and her nipples seemed ready to rip through her shirt.
“Please, Molly?” I said as I wiped up some of the cum on my leg and brought it to my mouth. “Don’t you want to know how good this tastes?”
Molly licked her lips, betraying her need to seem uninterested.
“Well, okay… if you really don’t want to.”
I slowly closed my legs.
Molly hopped off the bed and knelt before me, grabbing my knees.
“Wait!”
I smiled, looking down at her sweet, innocent, and bewildered face.
She looked deliciously hungry.
“It’s not incest, right?” She asked.
“It’s not.”
Needing no more encouragement, Molly bent her head towards me. Starting at my calf where the lowest drip was, she began to lick.
Her tongue was soft and warm, more gentle than anything I’d felt before.
She worked her way up my thigh, leaving nothing behind. When she finally made it to my pussy, I thought she might stop. We’d never crossed this line in our friendship. We had practiced French kissing at sleepovers, and even had played with each other nipples. Once, we took a bath together and I’d slipped finished into her pussy “accidentally” but that was all.
She didn’t stop.
She shoved her tongue deep into my pussy and swirled it around, letting all the cum fill her mouth.
“Mmmm.”
She pulled away and looked up at me.
“Fucking delicious.”
Then she went back to work. She clamped her mouth over my opening and sucked, getting all the juices she could. My hips began to buck at her attentions. It was so different from how it felt when Dan licked my pussy. Molly knew my pussy in the way a girl knows to touch herself. I came quickly and squirted more cum into her greedy mouth. Molly pulled away for a moment and pulled her shirt off, revealing her cute perky tits.
She went back to licking my clit while also pinching her now exposed nipples.
I hear a creaking sound and turn to see the door slightly ajar.
Brandon is watching us, his dick in his hand.
He is rubbing furiously at his cock while watching his sister lick my cunt and at with her tits.
I can tell he’s about to cum.
“She likes the taste of your cum, Brandon. Don’t let it go to waste.”
Brandon looks surprised, realizing he’s been caught. Molly looks towards the door and her eyes widen at the sight of her brother’s thick cock.
Brandon walks in and I get down on my knees next to Molly.
He steps in front of us and I start licking his hard cock.
Molly hesitates, so I push the back of her head, bringing her mouth closer to the head of his dick. I kiss her, slipping my tongue into her mouth like I’d done before when we would practice. As her tongue slips out to meet mine I guide her towards Brandon’s throbbing rod, and soon our tongues are dancing along his shaft. Brandon groans loudly, overcome by the sight of the two young girls licking his dick.
I want to see Molly take her brother’s cock fully into her sweet mouth, so I pull my mouth away and guide her head to the front.
No longer holding back, Molly opens her mouth and takes his cock in.
Brandon begins pumping and the taboo sight makes my head feel lightweight.
Is there no line I won’t cross anymore?
I crawl behind Brandon and put my hand on his hips. His movements stop, but Molly takes over.
I spread his ass cheeks and press my face between them. The musty smell of his forbidden hole greets me, and I stick my tongue out to taste it.
Brandon’s entire body shakes at the new sensation.
I’m moving by instinct, letting my wildest fantasies take over as I begin lapping away at his rosebud. I let my saliva lubricate him as I wiggle my tongue into his puckering hole.
Molly sucks expertly as his dick, our mutual sensations bringing him painfully close to release.
I replace my tongue with a finger, repaying him for the same excitement, and shove it in deep. His hole readily accepts my digit, and Brandon screams.
He holds the sides of Molly’s head tightly as he releases stream after stream of thick ropes of cum deep into her throat. His ass tightens and locks my finger into place, so all I can do is wiggle it up and down while it’s still inside of him.
When his orgasm is fully spent, Brandon relaxes enough and I can free my now dirty finger.
We all collapse to the floor and hold each other.
“I’m so fucked when Daddy gets home,” I whisper.
“We all are,” Brandon replies.