Subject: Anything For My Daddy
Story Codes: MF anal oral incest father mother daughter cousins
Diary Date: February 17, 2008
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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One of the reasons I have always been willing to submit totally to my
father is that I love him and trust that he will never ask me or force me
to do anything I do not want. What happens when the day comes there is
something he wants so terribly bad and there is only one person who can
give it to him – me, but it means I have to do something that I really
don't want to. We're not talking about cleaning my room either.
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 – My Father’s Sacrifice For Me
Chapter 2 – My Mom and Kristi Gang Up On Me
Chapter 3 – Kristi “Inspires” Me
Chapter 4 – Flirting With My Uncle Jim
Chapter 5 – Fathers and Daughters Again
Chapter 6 – The Ultimate Sacrifice For My Dad
Chapter 1 – My Father’s Sacrifice For Me
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If there is one tenant that has always determined my actions regarding
sex with my father, it’s that as his daughter, I willingly submit myself
to whatever desires and needs he has. I’m immensely proud of the fact
that I have NEVER refused to give myself to him no matter where or when
and what he has asked. At the same time, it’s NOT a master-slave
relation in any way, shape or form. Part of the reason I submit to my
father to a degree that I would NEVER do with any other man, at least
until I am married, is that I know he loves me unconditionally and would
never even ask me to do anything he knows I don't want or is not in my
best interest.
A good example of that is anal sex. While I know my father enjoys it, he
recognizes that I do not and he has never even hinted to me that he would
like me to do it. Many people have asked me if I would let him fuck my
ass if he asked. Sorry, I won't fall into that trap because It's a moot
question as he would never ask me in the first place.
All this is not to say that I thoroughly enjoy EVERYTHING he likes to do
with me. Like most guys, my dad gets off now and then spraying his cum
on my face and body. I blame the porn industry for putting that stupid
idea into guys' heads but regardless, I know it turns him on to do it and
it doesn't really hurt me, it's just annoying.
Probably the most difficult thing for me has been dealing with Uncle Jim,
my dad's younger brother. My dad has been infatuated with his youngest
daughter, Tammy, since she started to develop around eleven or twelve.
There were times my dad didn't dare get out of the hot tub when she was
over because of the huge erection he would get seeing her budding boobs
start to push out against her bikini top. Sometimes he would pat her
bottom as she went by and I knew he wanted nothing more than to squeeze
her cute little ass with its growing curves and ever shrinking bikini
bottom hiding it less and less every year.
Because I didn't give my virginity to my dad when I was fourteen but
rather to a boyfriend at the time, I have always had to bear the guilt
that comes from knowing how badly he wanted to be my first and how I
deprived him of his right to my womanhood. A case could be made that I
shouldn't feel guilty about because at the time I had no idea my dad
harbored those types of feelings for me, but the results are what they
are, regardless of how I may try to rationalize them.
Tammy provided me with an opportunity to make up somewhat to my dad for
what I denied him. Long story made short (the details are in my diary if
you're interested), I arranged for my dad to be Tammy's first when she
was barely fourteen. I think my dad thought he'd died and gone to heaven
that first time. Since then he hasn't had many opportunities to fuck
Tammy, but when he does, he tries to make the most of it. Honestly, what
older man wouldn't be thrilled to fuck his petite, fourteen (now fifteen)
year-old niece?
There was a price to pay for my father's early romps with Tammy although
at the time, I didn't realize it. Almost a year before my dad had Tammy,
I started having sex with her dad, my Uncle Jim. At the time, it was
sort of a thrill to do my uncle, even though he wasn't exactly the nicest
man in the world. What I think got me off the most wasn't my uncle
fucking me, it was that I was fucking my Aunt Shari's husband behind her
back. My aunt is a religious fruitcake who frowns on anything the least
bit sexual. She was always on my mom's case over how I dress, the way I
act around guys at school and even church. If she had ANY idea that I
was getting laid by her husband, she probably would have killed us both –
and I'm not exaggerating. I remember to this day the first time I saw
her just after my uncle had filled my pussy with his cum. OMG, the
thrill it gave me just can't be described!
Like many things, that thrill died away but my uncle's boorish manners
didn't. Eventually it deteriorated to where I hated it when he fucked
me. He was fat, rough and foul-mouthed (there's a difference between
talking dirty during sex and cursing), didn't bathe as he should, and was
just generally not someone I enjoyed being around. I put up with him
mainly because my dad loved fucking Tammy and although it was never said
so straight out, I was worried that if I cut off my uncle that he would
keep my dad from fucking Tammy.
Back in the fall of last year my dad and his brother re-enacted the first
time the two of the swapped daughters. The first time was fun and
exciting, most likely because it WAS the first time that Tammy was fucked
by her dad and I got to watch it. This time, though, was totally
different. Although I allowed him to fuck me, I detested him the entire
time and even though his dick felt good in me (you can't help but feel
good when you're being fucked, no matter the guy attached to the dick),
in the end I felt empty and used. Well, empty spiritually and
emotionally, not in terms of the contents of my pussy!
The more I dwelled on it the more it ate away at me. It got to where I
couldn't bear to even imagine allowing my uncle to fuck me again. For a
long time I put up with it but our last time went over the top and the
dam finally gave way. It took me a while but finally I worked up the
courage to go to my father and explain to him how I felt about my Uncle
Jim fucking me. After I'd finished my well-rehearsed but poorly
delivered speech, I just sat there across from him on the couch, wringing
my hands as I waited for him to respond, certain he would be terribly
disappointed in me.
Well, if there was ever even the slightest of doubts as to my father's
love and respect for me, his answer swept them aside. He reached over
and kissed me for the longest time, a deep, passionate kiss as our
tongues met and we pulled up tight against each other. Then he smiled
and told me I never had to do anything I didn't want to and that if I
didn't want my uncle to fuck me, then he would make sure I never had to
worry about it again. When I started to say something about Tammy, he
stopped me and told me to let him worry about that and that my need's
came first. Isn't my father a truly fantastic man?!
As things turned out, my fears came true. My mom told me later that my
dad had gone to my uncle and told him that he couldn't fuck me anymore.
My uncle immediately retaliated by informing him that his niece was
officially off-limits from that point onward. I guess for a while things
were tense between them but after all, they are brothers and brothers
work through these sorts of things. Besides, it's not like my dad had
nobody else to turn to. My mom was there for him not to mention my Aunt
Linda and cousin Kristi. Of course, there was me, even if I was living
in my own place now. The only thing is, the youngest of us is Kristi and
she isn't even a teenager anymore. In fact, she can legally drink in
just a few months. I can only imagine how it felt for my dad to see the
young girls at the mall and church and have to think about how fifteen
year-old Tammy was once available to him and now she wasn't.
My dad never mentioned anything about Tammy, at least from a sexual
perspective, after the day I told him about not wanting to be fucked by
my uncle. Even so, at Christmas and other family gatherings, not to
mention church and school activities, I noticed his eyes were always on
Tammy. I made it a point not to mention her either, not wanting to pour
salt in any wounds. At the same time, I noticed my Uncle Jim would leer
at me and grin when he thought nobody else was looking. God, he was such
a jerk!
Chapter 2 – My Mom and Kristi Gang Up On Me
===========================================
After this went on for months, I stopped thinking about it as much and
assumed life would go on as it was with regards to my uncle and niece. I
knew my dad still lusted for Tammy but then he lusted for Amanda Tapping
every time StarGate SG1 was on TV and he didn't get to fuck her either.
Then one day I was having lunch at the mall with my mom and she let me in
on the REAL situation.
"You know Kelly, your dad really misses fucking Tammy."
We had been talking about the new summer outfits in the store until then
when she dropped this little bombshell on my lap. Damn, talk about a
shift in the conversation!
"Oh really? What does he tell you?"
My mom looked around quickly to make sure nobody was standing behind her
listening. The food court was crowded but even though that meant a lot
of people were around, the general background noise made eavesdropping
all but impossible.
"When I came home from work last night he was jerking himself off so hard
he never even noticed I was in the room. He had his eyes closed and was
moaning for Tammy to suck him harder and the fuck him harder. He even
had some of her photos up on the computer screen."
"You sure it was Tammy he was thinking about Mom?" I asked, "I mean,
what's the big deal about him jerking off when you're out anyway. He use
to do that all the time if I remember correctly."
"Maybe it was the 'Tammy, oh god Tammy' part of the moans," my mom
responding with a wry grin.
"Well whatever. Heck mom, dad's been jerking off about Tammy since she
was twelve – at least that's when I first saw him. What's the big deal
now?"
"No, you don't understand," she replied, shaking her head with her eyes
looking down at the table as if she was afraid to look me in the eyes,
"It’s ALL the time now. It seems every time he masturbates, it's about
her. He has one of her bikini photos as his screensaver on the computer.
I had to poke him in church last week when he kept staring at her boobs
during the service. THEN, last night when he was fucking me, he called
me Tammy!"
"You're kidding!" I said, my mouth hanging open. If there as one thing
my father NEVER did, and that was put anyone before my mother when it
came to sex, not even me.
"No, I'm dead serious," she said in a low voice, "He's NEVER done
anything like that before. Hell, he never even did that with your name,
not even when the two of you were fucking like rabbits."
"Well, I knew he always liked fucking her, but I didn't realize he would
go this far overboard over it," I said apologetically.
"I could deal with it," my mom sighed, "except now he's gone to looking
at little girls on the web and even in public"
I sat there stunned as she delivered the final body blow.
"I'm really frightened at how fixated he has become with her," my mom
said, her voice starting to crack as her emotions came out, "I'm worried
he's going to get caught downloading porn - or worse. All I need is
someone turning him on for stalking little girls in the mall or God knows
what else."
"Oh mom, Dad would NEVER do anything like that!"
"I never would have thought so either," she said, the concern deep in her
voice, "But lately I don't know so much for sure. "It's almost
frightening. He's obsessed!"
"OK, but why tell me?" I asked, although I had this sinking feeling in my
stomach that I knew where the conversation was heading.
"You've GOT to do something Kelly," she said, almost begging me, "You've
got to convince your uncle to let John start fucking Tammy again."
There was no doubt in my mind that I could persuade my uncle, just as I
was sure there was no doubt in my mom's mind either. Why else would she
be asking me? Even so, my mouth went dry as I grasped the enormity of
what she was asking me to do and what I knew deep down was necessary.
"But mom... he's so gross," I pleaded, hoping she would have a Plan B
that didn't involve Uncle Jim's smelly dick.
"Kelly, you HAVE to let him do you," my mom pleaded again, "We both know
it's the only way he'll ever let your dad have her again."
"But mom, dad told me I didn't have to let him do me any more," I tried
to reason with her.
"I know, and that's the hard part," she sighed, "You can't let your dad
know about it. He would never let you do it."
"Well, he couldn't stop me if I really wanted to," I responded.
"Kelly, that's not the point and you know it," she snapped slightly at
me, "Oh sure, he'll fuck Tammy if he gets the chance; he's not THAT much
of a saint. It's just that he'll never feel as good about it as he would
if he hadn't found out that you had sacrificed that way for him."
At that point, what could I say? I knew it must have been terribly hard
for my mom to bring this up. Something told me she probably wasn't
telling me half the story as it had to be a lot worse than what she
described for her to ask me this. All my life my mom was the one who
protected me from my dad's sometimes "overzealous" moods, those times
when he would get really horny and almost do something stupid, like
trying to fondle me in public. Usually it was my mom saying "no" and for
her to even propose such a thing told me more than she could ever
explain.
The relief on her face when I agreed was instant, as if a huge weight had
been lifted from her shoulders. As much as my stomach was churning at
the moment, seeing her expression told me I had made the right decision.
Now the question was, how to get it done!
I suppose I could have just gone to my Uncle Jim and announced my
intentions. In retrospect, that would have been a better idea. My only
concern was that he was such a boor that he might say no just to be a
prick. He knew he held all the cards. How can you compare a fifteen
year-old girl against one who was almost 23 when it came to a swap?
Other than I weighed probably a hundred pounds less, I could have been my
aunt compared to how my dad would view Tammy laying naked on the bed. I
knew my mom would be too worked up to discuss it further with her and of
course, I couldn't ask my dad for his ideas so who do you turn to in
these times? Well, why not turn to the family whore? In my case that
was my cousin Kristi.
"You've GOT to be shitting me!"
Kristi's outburst when I first explained to her my plans was as
foulmouthed as it was predictable. Fortunately, at least in this case,
Kristi didn't have to worry about a father who had the hots for her
little cousin so she stayed a mile away from our uncle whenever she had
the chance. We both shared the same opinion of him.
"Kelly, you're a saint, you know that," she sighed as she sat back in the
overstuffed chair in her living room.
"Hey, a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do," I replied, shrugging
my shoulders.
I had called Kristi up and explained to her that I needed to talk to her
about something important. She wasn't working this particular evening so
I drove over and we shared a 2-liter bottle of Diet Coke.
"So what do you think I should do now?" I asked her, sipping from my
glass.
"Well, you COULD take off all your clothes and lick my cunt," she
replied, a big grin on her face. I threw a pillow at her and huffed.
"Gee whiz Kristi, is that all you ever think about? C'mon, be serious
for once. I have to figure this out and you’re not helping matters."
"Who said I wasn't being serious?" she replied mischievously. The
problem was, I knew she WAS being serious. If there was any further
proof as to how much this was bothering me, the fact I was turning her
down said more than anything.
"You know girl, this really IS all your fault," Kristi teased me.
"Say what??"
"Well, if you hadn't been so obstinate about living on your own and
stayed home to take care of your daddy's needs, he wouldn't be thinking
about Tammy so much."
I glared at her, trying to figure out from her impish face if she was
teasing me or expressing how she really felt.
"Fuck you Kristi. That has nothing to do with this and you know it."
"Oh I don't know about that. He's been a LOT more horny since you moved
out," she countered and then grinned, "and if anyone should know, it's
me."
The dirty little whore! I knew exactly what she was referring to. It
was like when I was away at college and she "filled in" for me with my
dad. Now I wasn't almost four hours away, barely more than four minutes
if you hit the lights right. My dad could have me anytime he wanted and
I knew it. All he had to do is call if he needed me that bad.
"Well screw you Kristi!"
THAT certainly was an intelligent way to end the conversation but it
worked. Even though I knew all I had to do was spread my legs a little
and she would be on me in a second, she tried to be helpful, as much as
my blonde cousin can. Fortunately, we were discussing the ONE subject
she excelled at – sex.
"Well, first of all, you need to do the foursome thing again."
I looked at her and squinted, as if I was having a hard time hearing her.
No way did I hear her say THAT!
"You know, father-daughter, swap thing, all that," she went on, ignoring
the look on my face, "At least that way your dad’s around to keep him
under control."
Now THAT made sense finally. One of my fears was that my uncle tends to
get rough and with my dad there, even if he WAS busy screwing Tammy,
maybe my uncle would be a little less likely to go overboard.
"And you can't make it like you are doing this just so your dad can fuck
Tammy. You need to make him think you WANT him to fuck you."
Yeah right, and next I would convince him I was an alien from outer
space. She could tell from my expression that I was unconvinced.
"Look Kelly, Uncle Jim is a guy and a not too bright one at that. Just
get him horny and he'll believe anything if it means getting in your
panties."
She had a point. If Kristi knew anything, it was how to manipulate men.
As good as I felt I was sometimes at it, I had to concede that she was
the master!
Kristi went on like she was a professor giving a lecture, "The trick is
to make him think HE is the one initiating it. Then he'll never suspect
it is something you are trying to get him to do."
"OK, sounds good," I acknowledged, "Now just how the hell do I do that?"
"Fuck Kelly, I don't have to tell YOU how to do that," she sighed loudly,
"Just wiggle that cute little ass of yours in his face and make eyes with
him. It doesn't take much to get him going anyway. Just don't be TOO
obvious about it."
Chapter 3 – Kristi “Inspires” Me
================================
Then Kristi looked at me and I could see her mind had shifted gears. She
licked her lips subconsciously and I could see her staring at my boobs
and then my crotch. Something told me the conversation about Uncle Jim
was over!
Kristi got up from her chair and walked over to mine where she put her
hands on the back of the chair, one on each side of my head. She was
wearing a tight tank top but that didn't stop her boobs from hanging down
in my face as she leaned down to kiss me. Our mouths met and I felt her
tongue instantly reach out, searching for mine. God she smelled like
pussy! She must have been soaking wet already.
"Speaking of your cute little ass, why don't you get out of those clothes
and show it to me," she whispered huskily in my ear, her voice thick with
lust.
We both stood up and quickly stripped, leaving our clothes on the rug as
we sat on the couch and held each other in our arms. Our legs draped
over each other and I could feel her small boobs press against mine as
she leaned into me.
"I'm going to fuck you cuz," she said as she started to fondle me and
reach between my legs. God, she must have been super horny to go
straight for the crotch!
Suddenly she sat up and her eyes sparkled as she smiled at me and said,
"Hang on just a second, I have to get something."
I watched her naked little butt wiggle suggestively as she scurried up
the stairs to their bedroom (her mom and she shared a bed since she was
two). I heard a dresser drawer opening and then a couple of minutes
later she was running back down the stairs again, only this time there
was something different about her. My god, she had grown a dick! Well,
actually my naughty cousin was wearing a strap-on dildo.
"What the hell???" I started to ask but she cut me off.
"Not another word Kelly," she said, putting her hand over my mouth, "I
know what you've said in the past but today it's time you tried one of
these on for size."
It was true; I'd never played with a girl wearing a strap-on before.
Personally, I've always felt that if I wanted to get fucked, why not get
a guy and have him stuff a REAL dick in me. What was the point of having
a girl with a perfectly good pussy go and pretend she has a dick? The
whole concept never made much sense to me.
"Go on, get on your knees," she instructed me, twirling her hand around
to indicate she wanted me to turn and face the back of the couch.
"Bend over more," she said, a little more sharply this time, "Shit, how
do you expect me to get at that hot pussy with you standing up so
straight?"
My knees where barely on the couch but I tried to lift my ass up as I
bent my head down lower. It must have been enough for her because the
next thing I knew I felt her hands spreading my ass cheeks apart and then
her wet tongue was on my pussy. For a little girl she certainly had a
long tongue! God, it was like a miniature dick was up my pussy.
"God that feels good," I sighed. Indeed it did. One thing about Kristi,
when it came to sex; she was a professional – literally. When your
cousin is a whore by profession, you know you're going to be treated to
one heck of a pussy licking and Kristi was at the top of her game. No
wonder she made so much money! And to think, I get it for free!
It wasn't like she needed to lick me to get me wet, I was already horny
enough as it was from our earlier discussion. Kristi got her taste of me
and then stood up and took the dildo attached to her strap-on and started
to move in on me like any guy would as he got ready to fuck me. She
seemed awfully anxious to get started but then, I'd never been fucked by
a girl before so it wasn't like I had anything to compare against.
"Now didn't I warn you that I was going to fuck you Kelly?" she giggled
as she lined up the flesh-colored dildo with my waiting pussy. She
rubbed it up and down between my wet pussy lips, lubricating it with my
pussy juices and rubbing my clit with it at the same time. I tried to
imagine it was a real dick, like my dad's, trying to enter into me.
"Here it comes bitch," she taunted me as she pushed the dildo into me.
She was merciless, driving it deeper into me as soon as she pushed it
past the head. Once it was in me, she started stroking it in and out of
me like a guy was fucking me.
"Oh god, fuck me Kristi," I sighed as she pushed it in and out of me. I
wasn't too sure what SHE was getting out of it other than knowing she was
making me feel good. In any case, who cared? I felt good and at the
moment, that's what counted. Kristi started to smack my ass with the
flat palm of her hand, making more noise than pain at first.
"Yeah, you're a naughty girl for letting me do this to you," she scolded
me, "And naughty girls have to be spanked."
With that she smacked me hard such that the flat of her hand met my butt
and it stung sharply this time.
"Ouch!!" I protested, "Hey, THAT hurt dammit."
Kristi responded by smacking me the same way, only this time harder and
on my other butt cheek. God, my ass must be as red as a beet.
"Damn Kristi, what the hell are you doing?"
"Shut up bitch, or I'll REALLY give you a spanking," she snarled back at
me, "You've been naughty and I have to spank you."
Over and over she smacked my ass until it was stinging badly. At the
same time, she was pumping my pussy with her strap-on. It was like sweet
and sour, hot and cold, yin and yang, whatever you want to compare. My
ass was stinging while my pussy was loving it. There was something about
the contrasting feelings that set me off and I could feel my orgasm
starting to rise in me.
"Oh yeah, spank me, I'm such a bad girl," I panted as my breath was
getting harder to take as my orgasm began to sweep through me. Kristi
smacked me especially hard while at the same time she rammed the dildo
deep up inside of me and held it there so her crotch was pressed up
against my bare ass.
"Oh shit...," was all I could get out as my orgasm crested. It was
incredible, like my entire body was awakening after having fallen asleep,
like when your arm is twisted under you in the wrong position for a while
when you sleep. Every pore on my body tingled and I could feel my pussy
clamp down on the dildo, trying to hold it in me but Kristi insisted on
stroking it in and out of me as I came.
Kristi pulled out of me and grabbed me by the waist, literally flipping
me over on my back. I raised my inner leg up onto the back of the couch
while my outer leg hung over the side, exposing my convulsing pussy to
her. My slutty cousin didn't hesitate a second, diving between my legs
and burying her face in my soaking wet crotch, licking up my pussy juices
as they flowed out of me.
"Mmmmmmm, you taste so damn good," she moaned as she looked up at me from
between my legs. I grabbed her head and pushed it back down, my actions
demanding that she lick my pussy more and she was more than happy to do
it.
"God, don't stop now," I panted, "make me cum again." Kristi put two
fingers in my pussy and pushed them in as far as she could while she
licked my clit and between my pussy lips. Then she took them out and I
felt her press one of her now wet fingers against my ass hole.
"Don't you dare!" I hissed at her, barely able to move as my orgasm
threatened to rise again.
I looked down and she grinned up at me, that naughty grin she gets
whenever she gets her way –which was most of the time. She didn't say a
word but instead, pushed her index finger up my ass. I almost jumped off
the couch!
"Kristi!" I whined, squirming under her finger.
She totally ignored my protests and I have to admit I - didn't mind that
she did. She pushed another finger up my pussy and I could feel her two
fingers, one in my ass and one in my pussy, touching each other through
the flesh inside of me. God, nobody had ever done this to me before! It
was enough to set off my second orgasm, an even harder one this time.
When it finally subsided she pulled her fingers out of me and moved up to
kiss me. The fresh taste of my pussy on her lips was wonderful and so
sensual
Needless to say we didn't get much more planning done as we spent the
next couple of hours playing with each other. I even tried on the strap-
on for a while and fucked her. It was weird as I couldn't feel anything
of course but yet I was fucking her like a guy. It made me wonder what a
guy felt when his dick was in me.
As I drove home later that day, my pussy tingled the entire way as I
daydreamed about sex with my cousin. Mmmmmmm, talk about providing some
inspiration for fucking my uncle! By the time I got home I had my plan
all worked out, now I just need to put it into action.
Chapter 4 – Flirting With My Uncle Jim
======================================
There was only one place where I regularly saw my uncle and that was
Sunday morning services at church. Thus if I had any hopes at all of
following Kristi's suggestions, that was where I had to make my move. Of
course, there was one little problem – it WAS church so it wasn't like I
could dress like a hooker and seduce him. In the past I had done a lot
of things at church but the common factor was that it was usually the
thrill of not getting caught or being more flirty than outright sexual.
There was something about crossing your legs slowly in church seemed to
turn on guys more than anything some times, especially when they got a
look at your inner thighs in the process, just enough to make them wonder
if you were wearing panties or not.
My mother was already distraught enough over the whole thing so I decided
to leave her out of my plans. Besides, what could she do to help anyway?
No, I was on my own this time. The day started out as most Sundays do,
with me stopping by my parents to give my dad a little present before
church. Our tradition of sex on Sunday mornings was more for his benefit
than mine. Typically he would just lift my dress and fuck me without
taking anything off. Since I almost never wore panties to church, all he
had to do was lift my skirt and have a go at me.
It always seemed to be the same– I would show up late, my dad would be
rock hard waiting for me, my mom would fuss about us being late for
church and for him to hurry up, he would cum in me, and then there was
the mad dash to get to the service on time. Sitting in the pews with
your dad's fresh cum inside of you certainly makes the service a lot
easier to listen to!
With it being winter – and a cold day at that, it would have been a
little out of place to wear some frilly summer dress that exposed my
boobs and ass so that was out of the question. Instead, I chose to go
with the basics – a tight black skirt and a white blouse. The skirt
hugged my hips and came down to within a few inches of my knees – rather
long by my usual standards but actually it helped to show off my thighs
the way it hugged them. The blouse wasn't sheer but thin enough that it
wasn't a mystery as to what color my bra was underneath. Yes, I was
wearing a bra. With an outfit like this, I've found that wearing a
colored bra (black in this case) was actually more erotic and got more
looks than going bare breasted. Even back in grade school I realized
that there was something about seeing a girl's underwear that never
failed to turn on the boys. Grown men are no different as they're just
the same boys now with bigger dicks.
My uncle and his family were in a pew just in front of us. We were too
late to get a seat next to them but I think my dad actually preferred it
this way. I noted that he somehow managed to maneuver himself into a
seat right behind Tammy. Every time we stood up to sing a hymn
(Presbyterians STAND when they sing), his eyes appeared to be looking
down at the hymnal but I knew better. If you looked closely you could
have seen that they were focused not on hymnal but rather on the tight
little ass in front of him. Tammy was wearing a cute little denim skirt
and it showed off her bare legs nicely. I also noticed that when he sat
down, the hymnal stayed in his lap! Not too hard to guess why (sorry,
couldn't resist the pun.)
After the service I knew I wouldn't have much time so I was anxious to
get out of the pews before my aunt and uncle left. I tried to time it so
that I was stepping out into the aisle just as my uncle was walking by
and then I almost fell as I "accidentally" bumped into him. He grabbed
my under my arms and helped me up to my feet.
"Whoa girl, better be more careful there," he teased me. We were in the
middle of a crowd of people but as I regained my balance I managed to put
my hand on his crotch for just a moment, not enough for anyone to notice
but long enough for him to know it wasn't an accident.
"Now you better be careful girl, somebody might get the wrong idea," he
said softly as we worked our way up the aisle.
"Well, I was hoping you might get the RIGHT idea," I teased him back.
People around us were busy gossiping (well, in church that's called
"sharing") and I knew that even if they did overhear us, they would have
no idea what we were talking about. Who would ever even think that we
would be bantering about sex?
We were almost to the pastor so we couldn't continue our little exchange.
After shaking hands and telling the pastor what a wonderful service it
was, I headed downstairs to where our coats were hanging and waited for
my uncle. As he grabbed his from the rack, I slowly put mine on. There
was nobody within a few yards of us so I moved over close to him and
grinned.
"So tell me Uncle Jim, just what ideas were you getting back there?"
My uncle rolled his eyes at me and shook his head.
"Nope, not falling for it kid," he said, "Your dad gave me the lecture
already, remember?"
"You know Uncle Jim, sometimes girls make mistakes," I said off-handedly,
"Sometimes you don't appreciate something until you don't have it
anymore."
"Oh? And just what might THAT be?" he said, starting to move over closer
to me.
"You know, sometimes a girl likes it a little rough, do you know what I
mean Uncle Jim?"
He looked at me with his eyes narrowed, probably trying to figure out if
I was just leading him on for the kill or what. I knew he was teetering
on the edge. I also knew just how to push him off.
"Don't you want to fuck me anymore Uncle Jim?" I said softly to him,
trying my best to sound like an eight year-old girl if you know what I
mean.
My uncle quickly looked around; as if he was afraid someone had overheard
me. Even with all the hustle and bustle after the service, nobody was
near us and when someone did walk by, they weren't paying us any
attention.
My uncle grabbed me by the arm through my coat and pulled me over to the
side.
"Now listen to me sister, if you're fucking with me...," he started to
say.
"Uncle Jim, don't you get it? That's exactly what I WANT you to do to
me," I giggled, acting more like a dippy teenage girl than a
sophisticated college graduate.
As usual when it came to men, Kristi was right - he WAS easy. God, some
men will believe anything if they think it will get them laid and my
Uncle Jim was probably one of the easiest in that category.
"So what do you say I stop by later this afternoon?"
God, this WAS too easy. There had to be a fly in this ointment
somewhere. Was he just setting me up?
"OK, how about a little father-daughter swap again?"
He looked at me narrowly and for a moment I thought maybe I'd come out
with that too quickly. Was he thinking now that this was my plan all
along? Well, it WAS but he wasn't supposed to know that. I quickly took
some action to put him off the scent. Moving in close to him so nobody
could see, I reached down and put my hand squarely on his crotch. Yep,
he was getting hard! The harder he got, the less he would be thinking
with his other head.
"C'mon Uncle Jim, I thought you liked it the last time we all did it
together, didn't you?"
It must have been hard for him to concentrate with my hand pressing on
his stiffening dick. My heart pounded as people walked by. God, here I
was in the church basement with just my winter coat hiding my hand on his
crotch from view! Obviously my uncle was as turned on as I was but my
pussy wasn't sticking out for all to see the way his dick was. Good
thing he had a large overcoat on to hide it.
"Yeah, that WAS pretty hot, wasn't it," he mused.
"So you gonna set it up with my dad then?" He looked thoughtful for a
moment, as if just one last time he was wondering if he as being set up.
Maybe he was thinking it was too easy as well.
"You're really something else, aren't you," he sighed, "Yeah, I'll talk
to John now about it."
He disappeared from sight so I didn't get to see him talking to my dad.
I met my parents in the parking lot at our car and at first I wondered if
my uncle had said anything because my dad acted as if everything was
normal. It wasn't until we were about half way to the restaurant where
we were going to have lunch that suddenly he turned his head towards the
back seat where I was sitting and called out to me.
"OK girl, spill it!"
I acted as if I had no idea what he was talking about. I could see his
face in the rear view mirror as he looked back at me and grinned.
"Don't give me that innocent face," he scolded me, "I KNOW you had
something to do with this."
"With what daddy?" I asked innocently, still pretending I had no idea
what he was talking about.
"What's up John?" my mom asked.
"Oh it's our horny little daughter, at it again as usual," he sighed.
"You'll never guess what Jim asked me after the service."
My mom looked sharply at me in her visor mirror. She must have realized
instantly that I was up to something and she probably already knew what
that something was.
"John wants to do another father-daughter swap this afternoon," he said,
as if he couldn't believe what he was saying, "Can you believe it? After
what I told him about Kelly, I can't believe he had the nerve to ask me."
My heart sank as I anticipated what he was going to say next. Damn,
after all that work and he turned my uncle down. On the one hand, I felt
good as I knew what a sacrifice that was for him just for me. On the
other, I hadn't expected him to be so chivalrous!
"As if that's not enough, THEN, he tells me it was all our Kelly's idea,"
my dad continued. My heart started beating again. Maybe there was hope?
"So what's the story girl?" he asked again.
What could I say at that point? There was just no way he was ever going
to believe that I really wanted my uncle to fuck me just for my own
pleasure. I had made it pretty clear how I felt about him when I finally
worked up the nerve to ask my dad to keep him from me. I made a quick
decision to come clean and let him know what I was planning. By the time
we reached the restaurant, I had spilled my guts. The only thing I left
out was my mom's role. The last thing I wanted my dad to know was that
his wife had to ask his daughter to help him with his sexual needs!
We didn't say a word until we were seated. It was a Chinese buffet so we
all got our first helpings and returned to the booth. After my dad gave
the blessing, he looked up over the table at me with a puzzled look.
"OK, I buy everything that you've told me about WHAT you have done so
far, I just don't get the WHY," he mused, "Not long ago I went to my own
brother and had to tell him my daughter didn't want him doing her
anymore. Any idea how that made me feel? And now you're coming on to
him like a teenager in heat. I KNOW there's more to this than what
you've told me."
As I sat there wondering what to say next, my mom came to the rescue.
She put her hand on his arm and squeezed it gently.
"Now John, can't a girl change her mind without you having to cross-
examine her?"
"Yeah but..."
My mom cut him off and gave him that look she does when she wants him to
shut up.
"Enough already honey, why not just enjoy the afternoon?"
That effectively ended the conversation and we finished out meal without
anything else being said about it. Even on the ride home, when my dad
tried to mention it my mom would shush him and tell him to be quiet.
Back home I went straight to my room and undressed. I pulled out one of
my nightshirts, the one that barely covered my ass when I was standing up
and exposed about everything any other time. On a whim, I pulled my hair
back into a ponytail and looked at myself in the mirror. After all, I
would be effectively competing with a hot little fifteen year-old and I
didn't want to look any older than I had to. Wearing a ponytail always
to take a few years off of me.
Although the nightshirt was loose on me, my boobs poked out nicely. At
least I had bigger ones than Tammy who was still probably an A cup
although lately I had noticed she was getting a little bigger in the
chest. If I noticed them, I was sure my dad had so anything to make mine
look better was fine with me.
Chapter 5 – Fathers and Daughters Again
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It was about 3:00 when my uncle arrived with Tammy in tow. My mom
greeted them as they came in and commented on how hot Tammy was looking
these days. Indeed she was. Under that thick winter coat she was
wearing a tight sweater than seemed to magnify her boobs and a pair of
jeans that had to have been hell to get on they were so tight. The
sweater was short enough that her tight little belly peeped out when she
stretched or moved. It wasn't anything risqué but yet at the same time
seemed to accentuate her natural sexuality. God she was a hot little
vixen! Needless to say, my uncle couldn't take his eyes off my ass as I
walked in. He had always been more an ass man than a legs or boobs guy
and I knew all it took to get him going was to flash my butt at him –
which I naturally did.
As my mom took their coats, my dad joined us and greeted them. He took a
long look at Tammy and just grinned. I could only imagine what thoughts
were going through his head at that moment, knowing in a matter of
minutes he would be fucking her cute little pussy again. He shook hands
with his brother and asked him what excuse he had used to get out with
just Tammy under his wing. Uncle Jim explained that he was coming over
here to watch the race (I had no idea if there really was one on TV) and
that Tammy had begged to come over and see me since it had been ages
since the two of us had spent any time together. Apparently my aunt had
bought the story since they both were here.
My dad looked at Tammy and then at his brother.
"She knows?" he said cryptically. Tammy must have overheard because she
giggled and replied before her dad could say anything.
"What, that you want to fuck me today Uncle John?" she said with this
impish grin on her face. That was my little cousin for you! I could
only imagine the reputation she was building in school these days.
My mom just sighed and waved us upstairs saying, "OK, you guys go have
your fun, I have laundry to get done."
In a way, it was sort of surreal. It was as if she had told us all to go
upstairs and have some ice cream she was so nonchalant about it. I could
only imagine what Tammy's mom would say if she had any idea whatsoever
what her husband and daughter were REALLY planning when they left the
house. Aunt Shari was such a pain in the ass sometimes. It was such a
shame she didn't approve of even premarital sex, let alone incest.
Things would be so much easier if we didn't have to worry about her all
the time.
We ended up in my parent’s bedroom as they had the biggest bed in the
house. For a moment the four of us just stood in the room so I decided
to take the initiative and get the ball rolling – or should I say
"balls"? I reached over to my uncle and started undoing his jeans,
quickly unbuckling his belt and undoing his zipper.
"Damn, look like someone wants something bad today!" Uncle Jim laughed,
"Damn John, haven't you been taking care of your daughter?"
"Hey what can I say?" my dad shrugged his shoulders. He sat on the edge
of the bed and Tammy quickly perched on his lap, her arm around his neck
as she hugged her uncle and watched her dad's dick emerge from his
underwear as I pulled it down to his ankles.
"Hmmm, looks like someone else wants something pretty bad too!" I
remarked as his hard dick flopped out once I pulled his underwear down.
There was no need to coax him at all, he was already stiff as a rail with
his dick slightly curved such that it stuck out but pointed up to the
ceiling.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" he said harshly, "Get down on your
knees and suck it!"
Something told me today was not going to be one of these slow, romantic
times where there is lots of cuddling and foreplay. Nope, today it was
going to be all about sucking and fucking if I knew my uncle at all.
Of all the guys in my family that I have sex with – my dad, my cousin
Rick, and my Uncle Jim, my uncle's cock is the smallest. Now normally
cock size isn't an issue for me, but I couldn't help but notice how
easily his entire dick fit into my mouth without me even having to take
him down my throat. I slipped my mouth over him and immediately ran all
the way down his shaft until my face met his thick bush of hair that
surrounded his dick.
"Damn John, your girl isn't wasting anytime today is she?" he commented.
My dad laughed and said, "Well, how many times have I told you know how
she gets when she's good and horny?"
As I worked on his dick, I was positioned so I could watch my dad and
Tammy at the same time off to the side and behind my uncle. My dad had
his hand on Tammy's thigh, rubbing her and letting his hand wander to her
crotch where he pressed his fingers in against her pussy through the
tight denim. He rubbed her through her jeans and she started to squirm a
little bit. He had his other hand around her, pulling her up onto his
lap.
I watched as he started to play with her boobs through the sweater,
rubbing them and cupping them in his hands. Eventually his hand moved
down and then up under her sweater. The outline of his hand was visible
as he stretched it out to grab her small breast in the palm of his hand.
In a way it was like watching two teenagers making out. They started to
kiss as her back arched and she pressed her chest up against his
wandering hand.
"Shit John, quit making out like some kid and fuck the girl! That's what
you want anyway, isn't it?"
"Oh go fuck yourself Jim," my dad responded.
"Now why would I do that when I've got your lovely daughter girl here for
me to fuck instead?" my uncle returned with a deep laugh.
Uncle Jim looked down at me then and grabbed my head in his hands,
pushing my face into his smelly crotch. One of the many things I
disliked about my uncle was he didn't keep himself clean. It was one
thing to fuck a guy who had been working out and was a little sweaty. It
was another when the odor was simply umpteen days without a shower.
"Damn you give one hell of a BJ; I'll give THAT to you," he chuckled,
"You need to give your cousin over there some more lessons."
I did my best to ignore him, concentrating instead on watching my dad as
he slowly pulled Tammy's sweater up and over her head, exposing her bare
chest with her small nipples poking out like tiny pencil erasers. God,
talk about small but perky! Her small boobs were perfectly shaped
without a hint of sag to them. She had the most incredible nipples, dark
and round, sticking out all nice and hard when she got excited. My dad
started top play with them like some boy getting his first feel, savoring
them and taking his time. Well, my uncle wasn't interested in taking his
time that was for sure.
"Stand up," he demanded, pulling me roughly up by my upper arms.
He lifted my nightshirt up and off of me, leaving me standing there
totally nude on front of him. It wasn't like it was anything new for me,
but this time I felt like a piece of meat and the butcher was there
sizing me up for dinner. My uncle dropped the rest of his clothes to the
floor without making any effort to fold them. His dick, still wet from
my mouth, was poking out, ready for action.
"Turn around and bend over," was his next command.
Actually, what I did was face my dad and Tammy as I leaned over and put
my hands on my knees, spreading my legs for my uncle. By now, my dad had
undone her jeans but they were way too tight to get his hand inside of
them so she stood up to help him get them off. As tight as they were,
there was no way my dad could have pulled them off on his own. She
wasn't wearing any panties underneath so once they were off and she
slipped off her socks, she was nude. God she look so cute and adorable!
I never looked the way she did when I was her age. No wonder my dad
wanted so bad to fuck her, she was the epitome of every man's wet dream,
a cute fifteen year old with perfect perky boobs, curvy waist, tight
smooth butt, and a pussy with a light covering of brown curly pubic hair.
Her legs were velvet smooth and so much sexier than they had been even a
year ago. There was just something about the way she stood there, her
attitude, her posture, that told everyone that saw her that she was hot -
and she knew it!
My uncle wasn't evidently interested in his daughter at the time. I have
no idea how often he fucked Tammy at home but he could have her whenever
he wanted. Something told me that was as often as he could get away with
it and not let his wife find out! In any case, at the moment he was
interested in fucking someone else - me. He parted my firm butt cheeks
with both hands and pushed his warm hard dick up against me like a rod
poking into a fire to stir the ashes. Fortunately I’d been touching
myself while I had been sucking his dick and my pussy was dripping wet
already – a lesson learned from previous sessions with him and other
dominate men who didn't care if the girl was ready or not when they were
ready to start fucking her.
I grimaced and groaned as he thrust his dick into my pussy. There was no
lining himself up and pushing in his head first, and then slowly entering
me the way my dad would have done it. No, he just wanted his dick in me
all the way and he wasn't ready or willing to waste one second getting it
there.
"Fuck, you're still pretty damn tight," he groaned as he pushed his dick
in me, his crotch meeting up against my bare butt until I could feel his
coarse pubic hair brushing against me.
Of course, there was no way I was as tight as Tammy must be but then, how
can you compare a 23 year–old with my sexual history against a cute
teenager with only a handful of dicks in her resume?
Tammy was back on my dad's lap now, the difference being they were both
nude and she had his hard cock poking up between her legs with his dick
head nestled against her crotch. My dad's hands were roaming all over
her, running them over her legs, her body, even her hair. Of course they
were mostly between her legs and on her boobs, like any guy would be
doing had he had a cute girl like her sitting naked on his lap.
As my uncle pounded away at my pussy, my dad picked up Tammy and laid her
back on the bed with her legs hanging over the side. He grabbed her
ankles and pulled them up and over his shoulders as he kneeled on the
floor by the bed and lowered his head to her tiny crotch. Tammy moaned
as my dad started to lick her pussy. Mmmmmmm, what I would've given at
that moment to trade places with her! She was holding her boobs, one in
each hand, with her legs up and over his shoulders as she moaned and told
him softly how good he was making her feel.
By now my arms were getting tired so I turned my head as far back as I
could and told him I wanted to move over to the bed. He pulled out of me
long enough for me to flop on the bed on my stomach next to where Tammy
was laying on her back with my dad still eating her tiny pussy. My uncle
didn't waste any time shoving his dick back in me and going back at it
again. It was actually a little boring for me, like he was just pumping
himself in and out of me over and over with nothing else to offer. In
the meantime, Tammy was in the verge of her first orgasm – lucky girl!
"Don't stop Uncle John!" she gasped as her eyes were shut tight and she
bit her tongue between her lips.
I turned my head and watched as her back arched and she suddenly thrust
her hips and pussy up into my dad's face. For once my uncle had nothing
to say as he slowed down his pumping in me and must have been watching
his daughter as her orgasm struck her. Tammy was never much of one to
say a lot during sex but her breathing and sighs told me everything I
needed to know, she was cumming – and cumming hard!
My dad never stopped until she finally relaxed and her back stopped
arching upward. He stood up, his face covered with her pussy cream and a
wide grin that stretched from ear to ear as he looked down at her with
her legs spread apart, her wet pussy wide open and waiting for him,
totally unashamed. She put one hand between her legs, rubbing her clit
as if she couldn't bear for it to be not touched even for a moment.
"Well, you gonna fuck my girl or not?" Uncle Jim teased my dad.
He was just rocking himself in and out of me now, not putting a lot of
effort into it, just letting his dick enjoy having my pussy around it.
One good thing about the way my uncle was fucking me, I could watch my
dad as he got ready to put his dick in Tammy. As always, I couldn't
believe his hard dick was going to fit inside that sweet little pussy of
hers. If course, I knew from past encounters that it would, but it was
still pretty amazing that she could stretch out that much. Her brother
actually had the biggest cock in the family, at least that I had seen, so
if he could get his thick dick inside of her, my dad certainly could.
Chapter 6 – The Ultimate Sacrifice For My Dad
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I wanted to say something, to cheer him on, to tell him how happy I was
that he was getting to do what he so desperately wanted to do. After
all, wasn't this why I was putting up with this useless dick in me now?
Still, it was all worth it as I watched his hips thrust forward and his
cock head disappeared inside of her. Tammy grunted and bit her lower lip
as she waited for the next thrust which he quickly gave her, driving his
dick into her in one smooth motion all the way up inside of her pussy.
"Fuck she's so god damn tight!" my dad groaned as he just held himself in
her, savoring the feel of her tight pussy as it gripped his dick.
As my dad started to fuck her, my uncle started getting more into it as
well. Then, just as I figured he would cum and maybe I would get out of
this relatively unscathed, he pulled out of me and started to push his
dick against my asshole. Oh god, he wanted to fuck me in the ass. I had
NEVER let him do it in the past so why did he think I was going to let
him do it now?
"Uncle Jim!" I exclaimed, reaching back with my hand to push his
wandering dick away from my butt hole. I felt the weight of his fat
stomach press against my back and then his hot breath on the back of my
neck as he whispered into my ear.
"You must think I'm really stupid, don't you?" he whispered so softly I
could barely hear him, "You don't think I bought all that crap about you
wanting to fuck me, did you?"
I squirmed under his weight as it was a little hard to breathe with his
fat stomach on me.
"Look at them, see your dad fucking her? Do you want me to tell him why
I'm letting him fuck her? Especially after that crap of you not wanting
me to fuck your whore pussy anymore?"
I looked over at my dad but he was too engaged in Tammy's pussy to pay
any attention to us. No doubt he just figured his brother was being
dirty with me as that would have been typical of him. If he only knew
HOW dirty he was being this time though! I couldn't let my uncle know
that they dad knew all along what the story was.
"Well, if you want me to shut up and let him keep fucking her after this,
then you're getting it up the ass – got it bitch?"
What could I do? My dad was in heaven. He looked so happy fucking
Tammy. As I watched he climbed up in the bed behind her and spooned her.
They were facing us and I could see his dick sliding in and out of her
wet pussy while he reached around and fondled her little boobs. How
could I deny my own father this? How could I betray him by resisting my
uncle and this depriving him of something he clearly craved so badly? I
knew all I had to do was cry out and say I didn't want it and my dad
would stop fucking her and protect me but I could never impose on him
like that. No, I was his daughter and if I had to do this to make him
happy, then I would do it.
"Alright you bastard, go for it," I said grimly.
"Nahhhhh, not that easy bitch," he hissed, "You gotta beg for it….loud.
I want them both to know you want it up your ass. You can do it you
filthy whore."
I was almost in tears but I fought back my feelings of revulsion as he
stood up and started fucking my pussy again. I knew what he was waiting
for and I wanted more than anything for a miracle to occur and take this
from me. Tammy was riding my dad now, facing him and leaning over so he
could lick and bite her nipples as she rocked on his dick. He looked SO
happy and the lust in his eyes was unmistakable. I had to do this. I
had to do it for my father.
"Oh god I love it when you fuck me Uncle Jim," I started out, moaning and
groaning like I was actually enjoying it, "I want you to fuck me in the
ass... fuck my ass Uncle Jim."
I said it loudly and as much as my father was concentrating on Tammy, he
still heard me and I saw his eyes widen as he looked at me. Actually, my
dad would have loved to fuck me in the ass years before but he knew how I
felt about it and never pressed me to do it. What must he be thinking
now to hear me ask my uncle to do it after all those years of me turning
him down?
My uncle pulled out and stretched my butt apart wide to get a good luck
at my asshole.
"Oh yeah, I've been wanting a piece of that tight hole for a long time
now," he said roughly.
"Give it to me Uncle Jim, stick it in me, I want you to cum in my ass."
Well, in for an inch, in for a yard they say, and if I was going to ask
him to fuck my ass; I was going to make it sound good. I had to convince
my dad I really wanted it or else he might catch on to what was really
going on here.
My uncle lowered his head and spit onto my asshole and then worked up
another one and spit again. I could feel his warm spit on my ass and
then it drained down and must have dripped to the floor. He put his
finger up to my asshole and I felt him push it roughly into me and then
back out again to wet and lubricate me.
OK, so I'm not an anal virgin but I've never asked for it nor have I
enjoyed it. The only time a dick has been in my ass was when I was in a
situation where I couldn't control the guy fucking me. The last time was
when I went out with Kristi on one of her assignments and ended up
getting fucked by at least a couple of dozen guys (or maybe twice that, I
don't know for sure). A few of them took advantage of the situation and
fucked my ass despite the fact I didn't want them to.
This would be the first time in my life I had ever "asked" to be fucked
in the ass but I wasn't looking forward to it. Each time his finger
pulled out of me I could have sworn I dumped a load of shit. I hated
that feeling. Well, as it turned out, it was nothing compared to what
was coming next.
"Watch John," Uncle Jim bragged, "Don't you want to see your daughter
taking it up the ol' bung hole?"
Again my dad looked at me as if he couldn't believe what I was doing.
Actually, I couldn't believe it either but I couldn't say that. I did my
best to force a smile and pretend I wanted it. Just then I felt his hard
dick press against my tight asshole. It was a good thing I was already
on my stomach as he was pushing really hard to get his dick into me.
"Damn, talk about being tight!" my uncle gasped, pausing his efforts for
a moment, "Tammy's cunt is as loose as a whore's compared to your
daughter's asshole!"
He pushed hard again and I felt the pain increase as his head forced its
way into my ass. I put my head into the bed so my dad couldn't see the
tears streaming from my eyes as my uncle's dick violated my ass. God it
hurt! Losing my virginity was a walk in the park compared to this! I
wanted to cry out for him to stop, to take it out of me and never put it
in me again but I knew I had to take it. I had to do this for my father.
"Damn, all that and only half way in," Uncle Jim said as he panted from
his efforts.
He grabbed my hips and pulled me back into him as he pushed harder
against me and forced his dick deeper inside of my ass. God, would he
ever get it all the way in me?
"Ahhhhhh, there we go," he finally got out as his pubic hair tickled my
ass like a coarse hair brush.
Now that he was in me, he started to stroke his dick in and out of me.
At first he only pulled out a little bit so he could easily stuff it back
in me all the way again. As things went, he kept pulling out more and
more until finally he was fucking my ass like he fucked my pussy –
nothing but long, hard, rhythmic strokes. There was no way I was going
to cum being fucked this way. Indeed, it was all I could do to not cry
out in pain and beg him to stop. My only hope was that he would cum and
cum fast so I figured it was in my best interest to help him along.
"Oh god, that feels so good….fuck me ass Uncle Jim…cum in my ass," I
pleaded, lying my ass off but they didn't need to know that. At least
all my dirty talk seemed to have the desired effect.
"God damn... almost there," he groaned, pumping his dick stiff hard into
my tight ass. Suddenly I felt his cum in my ass, like an enema which for
me, is NOT a cool thing.
"Oh yeah, here it is baby, take it all up your butt!"
Well, he certainly seemed to be enjoying it. It was all I could do to
hang in there until he had expended himself and withdrew from my ass.
"Now THAT'S what I call a good fucking," he bragged, patting me on the
butt like he was petting a dog after performing a trick for him. In a
way, I guess that's all I was to him, some pet trained to do tricks for
him.
My asshole felt like I had just forced out a big turd after being
constipated for a week – not a good feeling by any means. It felt so
good to have him out of me though, the relief was almost enough to make
me forget about the pain. Meantime, my dad was in his favorite position
to finish off – missionary style. Tammy has her legs around him as best
she could but they were too short to really wrap around him. He was
pumping her like one of those little oil rigs you see in a farmer’s
field, quick, long strokes in and out of her wet pussy.
"Fuck me Uncle John," the little slut was saying, over and over again
like a broken record. It was like some sort of chant, repeating it in
some endless loop as he did exactly what she begged for – fucked her
good.
"Oh god!" he cried out as he stiffened and held his cock still, deep
inside of her pussy. I knew he was cumming and I tried to imagine what
it must be like for her to feel his warm cum emerging from the end of his
dick, deep inside of her and all that sperm being released inside of her.
"Oh Uncle John, I love it when you cum in me!"
I couldn't help but think that Tammy sounded like me when I was younger,
begging my daddy to fuck me more and more. I wondered if my dad was
thinking about those days long ago as his little niece made out like some
whore as she kept telling him how good his dick felt inside of her.
"How's it going up here?" I heard my mom at the door. "You two horny
dogs get off yet?"
Neither of them responded but the looks on their faces and those on Tammy
and mine told her all she needed to know.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that since Shari just called and was asking if
you were on your way home yet. She mentioned something about stopping by
if you hadn't"
Just like my mom to drop a bomb like that as if nothing was wrong. My
uncle swore under his breath and started to get dressed.
"C'mon Tammy, get your clothes on," he growled at her.
I never thought in a million years I would have something nice to say
about my Aunt Shari but today I was thrilled with her. God only knows
what my uncle would have done to continue his blackmailing of me.
Everyone got dressed and I went to my room to put some clothes on myself.
As I did, I heard someone enter my room and turned to see Tammy standing
there in the doorway.
"You really love your dad, don't you?" she said softly, looking at me
with those large doe eyes she could melt steel with.
"I don't understand… what do you mean Tammy?"
"To let my dad do THAT to you just so your dad could fuck me?"
"I don't know what you're talking about?" I said briskly.
"Hey, I may be only fifteen but I'm not stupid," she said tersely, "You
hated it when he fucked your ass, didn't you?"
I went over to her and gave her a big hug.
"Tammy, let's not talk about it, sometimes you just have to do things for
your dad."
"Yeah, I know...," she replied, her eyes went to the floor as her voice
trailed off.
Just then her dad came to the door and pulled her away.
"Let's go girl, we need to get going before your fucking mother gets
here."
They went down the stairs, leaving me to wonder what Tammy meant by her
last comment. A chill went down my spine as I wondered what her dad made
her do for him. For me, this was a onetime thing and I would like to go
on for another day. Poor Tammy, though, had to live with this monster
every day. What was she trying to tell me? Should I have been more
understanding? I knew I had to try to see her again sometime - soon.
Something told me she needed someone to confide in and her mother
certainly didn't fit the bill, that's for sure!
Meantime, my dad came into the room and hugged me and kissed me.
"I can't believe you did that for me," he said, hugging me close to him.
"What do you mean daddy?" I asked in my innocent voice.
"Enough said, I just wanted to tell you how much I loved you and how much
I know you must love me to do what you just did for me."
"Oh daddy, I love you!"
Yes, I would do ANYTHING for my daddy.
THE END