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I woke up just after 9am much later than usual but being it was Sunday there were no big plans for the day. The events the previous evening instantly hit me. It wasn’t just some lurid dream or masterbation fantasy. “You fucked your daughter last night Jack.” As if to confirm as much the bedsheet momentarily stuck to my dick and the smell of various dried male and female body fluids was clinging to me. I immediately thought of Chelsey. “Was she still sleeping? Was she happily making breakfast eager to thank her father for the hot carnal incestuous sex? Would I find her waiting in the living room with my 45 auto only too eager to put several new holes in me? “Maybe teaching her how to shoot was a mistake…”
My old man had been a blowhard but one of the few good pieces of advice he had given me was when you had to confront something it was better to get it over with than to sit and worry. I put on a pair of sweatpants and walked out into the hall. Chelsey’s door was open-her room empty and the Mustang was not in the driveway. “Good, that gives me some time to think.” But my first thought was that maybe she’s down at the police station or hospital giving a statement to detectives and the end of this day would find me in a jail cell.
“Did I not deserve that though?” Yeah, my daughter had finished our encounter with an orgasm but I still had to face up to the fact that I had forced myself on her. While in the shower I ran through several scenarios on how to deal with this. Apologize profusely and beg her for forgiveness? Pretend it didn’t happen? Tell her she had it coming? I felt surprisingly good considering three quarters of the fresh liter of Jim Beam on the kitchen counter was now gone. After a light breakfast I was even able to hit the weights a bit and think some more about the dramatic and life altering change between us.
Just after noon I called her cell phone-it rang several times then went to voicemail. She doesn’t want to talk. Around three as I was at the kitchen table doing paperwork the security gate alarm chimed and I went to the window to see her car pulling under the carport. She just sat in it and after a couple minutes I went back to my work. Twenty minutes later she came in the front door we glanced at one another not making eye contact. Chelsey always dresses to impress but she must have left in a hurry because she was just wearing sweatpants and sweatshirt with no makeup on. She was in her room with the door closed moments later.
I went and knocked on her door still unsure of what to say. No answer. I knocked again and said, “Chelsey, I’m not leaving so open the door and we can talk.” I was just about to knock a third time when I heard the door unlock. Taking a moment and a deep breath I stepped in she was sitting on the bed staring down at the mattress. I could tell sure as shit she wasn’t happy. I stood in silence for a few seconds not really knowing what to do so I decided to just tell her what I felt.
“I’m not sorry about what happened.” Her head shot up and she looked at me angrily. “What!? Dad, you.. You fucking raped me!!” The words stung. And they were true. If some strange man had done what I had done to my little girl I would have gladly gone to prison for killing him. But forcibly taking her after being baited for two years, plus the thrilling taboo nature of it all made for the hottest sex I had ever had and I’d be lying if I told myself I’d take any of it back.
It was then that I decided how I would handle this:
“Two years you purposely teased me.”
“No I didn’t!”
“Two years you paraded every part of your body in front of me when I warned you not too.” I said a little louder.
“You’re my father you still shouldn’t have done that!”
“Then when I went to check on you what did I find? You, naked on the bed with your legs spread wide open! Is that how you like to be tucked in sweetheart?” As I said this I took a few steps forward leaning in aggressively as Chelsey responded by backing herself up to the headboard.
The naked with legs wide open part was a lie but how was she to know? I saw the indecision on her face now.
“I didn’t… I didn’t mean to…”
“You didn’t mean to what? Act like a whore to your own father!?” She didn’t respond just turned her eyes away looking somewhat guilty. I took an exaggerated deep breath and said. “We’re going to talk about this some more Chelsey and what you intend to do with your life. Dinner will be ready in a couple hours.” And with that I walked out and closed the door.
“Jesus, I can’t believe I may have pulled that off.”
The following days were tense to say the least and the two of us went about our business with minimal interaction. Later in the week she went to stay with her best and only real friend Alyssa for a few days and I worried about what she might tell her. Alyssa was the same age as my daughter and lived on a property with her mom. She had a thin athletic body with little six pack abs and toned, slightly muscular arms and legs. Her tits were small but perky with a pretty face all encased in olive colored skin and straight dark brown hair that hung midway down her back. I had gotten numerous views of her physical assets when the two of them would frolic in the pool or sunbathe in tiny bikini’s on the back patio and had jerked off several times thinking about her.
She not only had a different body type from Chelsey but a completely opposite personality. My daughter acted like a regular teenage girl. Impulsive, carefree, needy, oblivious to the world outside of typical teen girl stuff. Alyssa was much more assertive, worldly, and self assured. Speaking with her you would think you’re talking to a 40 year old accomplished woman not some teen fresh out of high school. She would frequently flirt with me and had no problem calling me, “Jack” instead of, “Mister”. I had seriously thought of trying to fuck her since she became legal.
Chelsey:
I pulled my Mustang into Alyssa’s driveway and parked next to her RV. Her and her mom rented a little one bedroom house which was too small for the two of them so a year ago my dad and I had helped them fix up an old 35 foot 5th wheel the previous renter had abandoned when they left. She moved into the RV which left the house for her mom. It had a couple big slide outs and made for a pretty cool bachelorette pad. We had tried to fix her mom and my dad up but my dad’s freewheeling lifestyle didn’t seem to appeal to Alyssa’s mom and dad was so busy he didn’t really pay attention to her.
She and her mom weren’t totally hostile to each other but they went days without speaking. The rift between them started years before over the local evangelist church they belonged to and her refusal to attend services or church events any longer. The church’s promotion of a pious, chaste lifestyle wasn’t jiving with my friends burgeoning sexual lifestyle. Plus the pastor was currently under investigation for missing money and had allegations of impropriety with several women in the congregation. Her mom just turned 37 and had been a member and the pastor’s secretary since the two of them moved up from Florida after she got “saved” 10 years before. Alyssa joked that “Becky” wasn’t saved just felt guilty for being a single mom and whoring around with too many sunshine state Chads, and a couple women in her 20’s. She had been contemptuously addressing her mother by her first name for awhile telling her she was delusional to continue to follow that “disreputable hypocrite”.
Becky, as her mom had told me to call her, has fair skin and slightly lighter brown hair but otherwise is an older version of her daughter. She follows a healthy lifestyle of exercise and vegetarian food and it shows in her lean trim body. Outwardly she puts up a restrained, church secretary mom persona but just under the surface I can tell there’s the repressed former self that my friend told me about.
“Hey babe!” Alyssa said as she hugged me. “Did you and your hunky dad fuck again?” “No! I should have never told you.” After my dad had forced himself on me Alyssa had realized something was wrong and when I broke down and told her she just kept saying, “Oh my God!!” over and over. She peppered me with questions about what it was like and not only wasn’t disgusted with my tale but actually seemed turned on by it. And when I told her how conflicted I was about it she said if she had a hot dad like mine, she would have probably tried to get him to fuck her too. “Chelsey, you wouldn’t have cum if you didn’t enjoy it.” was her analysis. So much for a voice of restraint…
“Look what I got!” she said pulling out a big half gallon of vodka. “I jerked the dweeb that works at the liquor store off onto my tits and he gave me this and an eighth of weed. A couple minutes later we were both drinking tall, strong vodka and tonics and each took a couple hits from her favorite bong. All the while a porn flick was playing in the background on her flat screen TV. The volume was down but I could see two women obviously having a good time as they rode some guy’s face and cock while they made out and played with each other’s tits. Alyssa’s mom never came out to the RV she had given up trying to control her daughter and tried to ignore her lifestyle. When I told Alyssa that things were tense at home she put on a devilish grin and said, “I guess I’ll just have to help you relax.” With that she wrapped her hand behind my neck and pulled me in for a deep, wet, sensual kiss as her other hand pressed against my pussy.
One night months before, right after graduation, we had become lovers as well as friends. I was sleeping over and Alyssa had sweet talked some older guy into buying us a pint of rum, which we were drinking mixed with Coke. It was hot and the AC in the RV sucked so when Alyssa stripped down to her underwear I followed suit. I liked looking at her 5’8” track & field type body and darker skin that she had inherited from her Spanish father who had skipped out of the country after knocking her mom up in their freshman year of college. I’d rate my face about a 7 but Alyssa had the sharp symmetrical facial features of a model. About the only thing she lacked was tits with just an A cup but I thought they were cute.
I told her as much after she said how jealous she was of my “girls” and when she playfully reached out and grabbed them I did the same to hers. It quickly devolved into a wrestling match and soon I was on my back with Alyssa on top pinning my wrists to the floor. We laughed a bit and then she gave me a smooch type kiss which made us laugh harder. She paused for a moment before kissing me again closed mouth but this time slowly in a sensual way. I kissed her back.
The vibe between us changed in an instant and both of us understood that as we looked into each other’s eyes. The next kiss was hard and open mouthed with hands frantically groping each other-our underwear soon tossed aside. Neither of us had been with another girl before so that night was an exploration for us both but in the five months since we had become far more sexually familiar with each other than with any of the boys we fucked. All of our “sleepovers” were now lesbian lovemaking sessions. Alyssa is more aggressive than me and of the two of us she’s the leader in and out of bed. She isn’t mean or nasty but I’m the one that gets told what to do. And I really like it.
We made out for a couple minutes both of our hands running over each other’s bodies-a sexual heat building between us. “I want your ass tonight. Do we need to clean you out?” I nodded in the affirmative and she led me into the RV’s decent sized bathroom. Five minutes later my friend/lover had me stripped naked on my side and was inserting a tube she had jerry rigged to the faucet into my rectum. We had done this many times before. I sighed as I felt the cool lubricated tip worm past my anus. Alyssa had been an anal freak since freshman year and had learned how to give herself enemas and full colon cleanses. I had resisted her back door advances at first but after the first earth shattering orgasm with a couple of her fingers inside my ass I was sold.
The water slowly flowing into my bowels sent a tingle into my cunt and when Alyssa put her thumb up to my mouth I slobbered all over it before she placed it against my clit and started slow, circular motions. “Uuhhh” I muttered as the familiar cramping started inside me. “Let me know when you’re full” I just nodded. A minute later I asked her to stop the flow but in her commanding mistress voice said, “Come on you whore, you can take more.” And I did. When she saw me really start to squirm the water was stopped and Alyssa helped me to the toilet but told me to hold it as long as possible before I had to let go and the dirty water gushed out of me. We repeated the process two more times just clean water came out the last time.
“Strip me” she said and I pulled off her shirt, then jeans, then panties. Alyssa rarely bothered with a bra. I was now on my knees in front of her compact camel toed pussy topped with a small neatly trimmed strip of almost black hair. She lifted her leg up onto the toilet and without prompting I started long, bottom to top strokes with my tongue. “Uummm, oh fuck Chelsey…” Alyssa’s pussy smelled and tasted different than mine. More pungent but not unpleasant. I love it. She doesn’t get as wet as me-I get really saturated when aroused and although I’ve never squirted I need a doubled over towel under me when I rub one out in bed.
She grabbed a fist full of my blond hair and pulled my face into her vagina as I flicked her clit between my upper teeth and tongue. It would have been fine by me if she had cum right there but instead after a minute my friend pushed me away taking several heavy deep breaths. “Not yet” she said and turned around, bent over and spread her ass cheeks exposing her pretty brown starfish. Again I didn’t need to be told-my tongue slathered around her anus before I drove it as far up inside her as I could. Alyssa absolutely loved this and was soon panting like a dog in heat. I tried rubbing her pussy but she pushed my hand away.
She turned around and motioned for me to stand and we started making out again now sucking on the tongue that was just inside her ass. She broke our kiss and asked, “You like having your mouth on my asshole? I flushed myself out before you got here.” We then turned the shower on, climbed in and lathered each other down eventually rubbing our bodies together any way we could. I still love dick but the feel of another woman rubbing her slick soapy body against you is something every girl should have in her life.
The water turned cold was so we hurriedly dried each other off and bounded up the short flight of stairs into the front bedroom. I could see the toys Alyssa had laid out in preparation for our fun. “Sixty nine” was all she said as she pushed me on my back and mounted my face reverse cowgirl. I started in on her kitty but it wasn’t long before she lifted off of me slightly and handed back a three inch plastic hobby syringe that I knew was filled with liquid coconut oil. The tasty slick liquid is our preferred lubricant. “Put it in shallow.” I did as she said and I had a ultra closeup view of my girlfriend’s sphincter accepting then clamping down on the body of the syringe just an inch inside her. I pushed slowly on the plunger introducing the liquid just inside her anal passage then slowly pulled it out. A small dribble of the fluid escaped and I eagerly lapped it up before going back to work on her cunt as she in turn went down on me.
We slowed things down a bit and spent about fifteen minutes just leisurely eating and fingering each other before Alyssa gently pushed on the inside of my thighs prompting me to spread my legs more and pull my knees back. I knew what was coming and it made it all that much more exciting. As I did with her, a syringe was pushing against, then past my anus and I felt the liquid lubricant flooding into my passage. Then she picked up my current favorite toy which was a 6 inch long, gently tapering butt plug that maxed out at 2 inches in diameter before narrowing in a thin hourglass capped by a pull ring.
Even with the oil inside me it would be rough getting the plug lodged inside my rectum so Alyssa first used it on my pussy running most of it in and out and sliding it along my labia to coat the toy with my slick juices.
“Are you ready baby?”
“Yes please.” I responded while reaching down to spread my ass cheeks as wide as possible. I love how she didn’t just shove it in but delicately circled my anus with the dull tip teasing me with shallow probing jabs. Only then did I feel constant pressure and the plastic toy ever so slowly invading me a few inches as my sphincter was forced open. “Oh fuck Alyssa! More…” I begged while lifting my pelvis to invite it inside me. A year ago I had only touched my back door for bathing and the girl currently on top of me was just a friend and now here I am pleading for her to sodomize me. My lezzie lover had to increase the pressure as my anal ring gave more resistance to the increasing width of the plug which was nearing its widest point.
“You’re making your own lube Chelsey” she said and swished her fingers inside my dripping cunt then ran them around my butt hole to ease insertion. I heard her spit on the plug. She pushed harder and I was now somewhat painfully stretched around the widest part of the toy but it just added to my carnal need. “Uhhh!” I could feel my heart pounding my breathing quickened and a light sheen of sweat had formed on my skin. We were still in 69 position my friend’s vagina hovering above me shining with her arousal.
My lover taunted me. “You love this don’t you-you little anal slut.”
“Uh-huh!” I gasped. More and more I crave being and controlled and verbally abused and a new genre of porn I surf is BDSM with guys and/or girls dominating and sexually tormenting hot chicks.
“You know Chelsey, I wanted to play with you since the first time I saw you in your cute little shorts and sport top in gym class. All the boys and even some of the girls were ogling you, but I’m the one that has you here with your pretty little asshole opened up for me. Do you want all of this inside of you sweetie? I bet you secretly wish it was your daddy’s big cock opening up your shit chute just like he fucked your pussy.”
“Please Alyssa!” I feel shame about it, but thoughts of how my father raped me have invaded my fantasies and I even woke up wet one morning after dreaming he came into my room and forced himself on me again. God, I may be as sick as he is…
The widest part of the plug was inside my ring and my body was now desperately trying to swallow it fully into my cavity. But Alyssa eased it slowly back and forth forcing my sphincter to expand and contract around either side of the thickest of the smooth plastic toy. She now rubbed circles with the tips of her fingers on my neglected clit which made me plant a foot on the mattress and drive my hips up searching for relief and to fully seat the plug inside myself.
“Uuuhh! Uuuhh! Please?!”
“OK-OK” she said and let go of the plug-my ass snapping closed around the thin section.
“Aaahhhh…” I breathed and exhaled and relaxed enjoying the feeling of it fully seated inside me. I could feel my vaginal fluids running down my crack onto the beach towel that my friend laid out on the bed beneath us. “Good girl, now your friend is locked up inside your hungry little ass isn’t it?” Her fingers continued to slowly massage lazy circles on my love button. “You’re so fucking hot you know that Chelsey? And now you got me so hot.”
With that she lowered her pussy to my mouth and I dove in like a starving animal. As I licked and sucked, Alyssa moved her hips to guide me where she wanted me. Sometimes leaning forward and pushing herself back to give me access to her clit or sitting more upright so I can worm my tongue up inside her vaginal opening. Her labia is more subdued than mine but I gave that attention too. I tried again to use my fingers on her but she pulled them away so I let my hands roam around her legs and torso. All the while she teased my clit. I wanted to rub myself to an orgasm but I knew my mistress wouldn’t let me. All in good time.
When she sat upright, I spread her globes and went after her asshole again. Alyssa’s body immediately tightened and she pushed back on me more. “Aahhh! Fuck, that’s it!” After running my tongue around her sphincter and getting it nice and wet, I spread her tan ass even more and delved inside her hole. “Fuck! Fuck!” My friend liked having her pussy eaten but absolutely loved anything anal. She also seems to get off on nipple play much more than I do. I had to fight to breathe through my nose as she squirmed on my face-my tongue wiggling inside of her and all while she let out a string of filthy expletives. “That’s good, tongue fuck my asshole you dirty fucking whore!”
I couldn’t respond. I was being smothered and to get a few clear breaths I had to push her off of my face a little but used the opportunity to bring my thumb in and push it against her anus. I immediately pushed and watched it disappear to the first knuckle. “More Chelsey more….” she hissed. Alyssa had her head back and was energetically rubbing her pussy and when I shoved the rest of my digit in and curled it around in her passage she let several long moans. I thumb fucked my girlfriend’s ass as she worked her way towards the first of what would surely be several climaxes tonight. “Ummm! Ummm! That’s it you bitch-you’re gunna make me cum Chelsey!” Seconds later I watched her body start to shake and the two taut almond colored globes twerked above me her sphincter squeezing and relaxing around my thumb.
As my teen lover came down from her orgasm, I slowly pulled my thumb from her back door and with it came a small splash of coconut oil which I licked off my face before gently cleaning her pussy and ass with my tongue. As soon as Alyssa regained her composure she dismounted my face and positioned herself between my legs for the pussy eating I was eagerly awaiting. The feeling of her blowing lightly on my engorged clit was enough to have me driving my crotch towards her seeking relief. But what I got was more teasing with her fingers massaging my slick labia.
I wanted so much to reach down and rub my aching clit, but knew Alyssa wouldn’t allow it. “Oh sweetie, your love button is so red and swollen. It’s peaking out from under your hood.” With that she flicked the tip of her tongue across it igniting an electric shock of pleasure through me reflexively sending my hips up tying to get more stimulation. Two of her fingers entered and pushed up against my G-spot eliciting a deep throaty grunt from deep within me.
“Tell me Chelsey, do you wish your dad was here right now to fill your hungry little cunt with his cock? Don’t lie to me, I know you too well. You want your father to rape you again and fill you up with a big load of the same baby juice that made you.”
“Yes” I whispered..
“What!? I didn’t hear you!”
Alyssa’s thumb was circling my clit as my pelvis gyrated and uneven labored breaths came forth-my whole body was humming and on the edge of a big orgasm. I knew what she wanted to hear.
“Yes!!, yes! I want my daddy to take me, to fuck me-make me his whore forever! I wanted it since I first caught him looking at me!” With that Alyssa clamped her mouth on my pussy rapidly frigging her tongue across my clit and tipping me over the threshold into a long, hard cum. I grabbed her hair clamping her face to my cunt as her fingers fucked my leaking pussy and my anal cavity massaged the plastic phalic lodged inside me. As if she didn’t know, I shouted, “Oh fuck Alyssa, I’m cumming!!”
I am a depraved slut… I love cock... I love pussy… I love ass… And I loved having my own father rape me. My whole body convulsed in waves of pleasure.
My girlfriend knows my body intimately and as my orgasm subsided I looked down the valley between my tits as she slowly removed her fingers and pulled away from my ultra sensitive clitoris to gently lick the juices from my labia and hole. It seems like men shut off sexually immediately after they cum instead of enjoying the post orgasmic, contented bliss that I was feeling right now. But I was also thinking about what I just admitted out loud to my lover and myself. I loved it when my dad forced himself on me. “What if he never does it again?” The thought of it being a one time thing brought on a pang of fear.
Alyssa pulling on the plug’s ring diverted my thoughts away from dad. My body was resisting. “Wow, your hungry little ass doesn’t want to let go of this does it?” With a bit more force, my anal muscle reluctantly opened and then quickly ejected the toy once it passed the widest point. It made me feel both relieved and a little empty but Alyssa immediately replaced the plug with her mouth and lapped at my ass like a puppy licking a treat. I pushed and spewed some coconut oil into her mouth which she eagerly swallowed down. The thought of all the nasty sex she had turned me onto brought a sly smile to my face.
When she was done I lowered my fatigued legs and my girlfriend crawled up on top of me for a leisurely kissing and petting session. We would both cum again tonight but for now we would enjoy the closeness and warmth of each other’s bodies. Her, tan, lean, and chiseled and me fair, hourglass, and blond. We laid side by side Alyssa running her fingers through my hair while I casually caressed her compact sensitive breasts. It was then she leaned in, kissed me, and said, “God I love you.”