The Switch by sandstorm3636

“Why don’t you buy some lingerie?” Amanda suggested to her sister. “You’re going to be sleeping with Dad tonight, right?”

As there was only one guest bedroom, the two of them usually shared a bed when they came over, or one of them slept on the couch. When they were younger they used to fight over who would share the king sized bed with their father. Krissy usually won because she was smaller and took up less space. Krissy blushed as she looked at Marcus inquisitively. After this morning, sleeping with her father had taken on a whole new meaning.

Her mind was filled with images of her father tossing her onto the bed and pinning her down while he hungrily stabbed her anus with his large cock and stretched it beyond her limits; or worse her virgin pussy. Her expression suggested she was afraid but the sudden dripping of her cunt down her thighs suggested something else.

“If she’s unwilling, then maybe a collar and a leash or perhaps some handcuffs would be better,” Amanda suggested.

“If you’re going to be like that, then we need to get you a proper vibrator.” Krissy gestured to the flashlight on the floor. Her argument with Amanda was interrupted when she felt Marcus’s fingers prying her butt apart. She groaned when he slid his fingers into her asshole again and began to scrape the sides of her bowels playfully. She had to crouch down to keep from falling over as her eyes began to flutter. She looked at him miserably, pleading with him to leave her alone if only for a moment.

He smiled and ruffled her hair. “I’m gonna have so much fun with you tonight,” he assured her. She glared at Amanda again. All because she had a boyfriend, Krissy was now their father’s de facto sex outlet. She did not hate her father, or even getting fucked by him; she just did not like that Amanda got away scott-free after she was the one who started this.

Marcus scooped Krissy off the floor and carried her toward the bathroom so they could shower and get ready to go out. “I guess we know who is Dad’s favorite now,” Amanda laughed as she trotted after them. Waiting for each other to use the bathroom or shower was obviously a thing of the past now. It was doubtful they would ever be concerned about seeing each other naked in this family again.

Leave a Comment