Coming Home (MFg, inc, extreme-ped, oral, anal, ds) By Silent Steps --------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons living or deceased is entirely coincidental. If you are under eighteen years old, or if it is illegal in your community to read explicit stories depicting sex between adults and minors, or if you are offended by such material, close this and go do something else. Do not contact me attempting to arrange illegal activities or the trading of illegal material. In short, let's keep this legal - that way, we can keep it fun. Thank you. --------------------------------------------------- Today was one of those days. The kind that makes you think very long and hard about quitting your job without a backup plan, running off, and living under a bridge. Of course, you would never do that. You have a beautiful wife and a seven year old daughter to take care of. They are everything that matters to you in this world, but they are also more than enough. More than most fathers have, that's for certain. And they're waiting for you, right now. Waiting to ease your troubles. You enter into the hall by the stairs and kick off your shoes, locking the door behind you. You peel and discard your sweaty socks, bringing instant relief to your sore feet. The familiar temperature of your home is soothing, the cool hardwood floor most welcome. You almost don't feel like hurrying on to your family ... almost. There is no need to call out for them. Already, you can see their shadows cast into this hall from the den. You go ahead and unbutton your pants as you turn the corner to face them. Only a few feet from the entrance, your wife and preteen daughter kneel before you. Their knees are spread far apart, hands folded behind them at their lower backs, as if bound. They follow the same exact dress code: striped pink socks and matching pink dog collars. Nothing else. Absolutely nothing else. Both of the nude females are blonde, blue-eyed and pig-tailed, such that the child looks just like a miniature version of her mother. The latter even keeps her pussy perfectly shaven, just the way you like it. Obviously, your wife's C cup breasts don't quite match the flat little chest of your child, but all four nipples are the same soft, feminine pink. They are your family, and also your willing, obedient pets. Your sex slaves. Their lives revolve around you, just as yours revolves around them. They seek only to relieve you, to pleasure you with any hole you demand. As hard, or as gentle as you see fit. Everything, down to the most granular detail, is your call. There are no safe words, no agreed-upon rules, no contracts. Just the purest and most absolute submission to your needs. After a day of being treated like dirt, the authority you have here is most welcome. A lesser man might abuse it, perhaps, but there's a reason your pets are wearing big smiles right now. Since you're especially tired today, you turn and walk silently to the couch. The girls crawl behind you on hands and knees, their bottoms up in the air and swaying. They kneel before you as you peel down your pants and boxers. Their eager hands catch hold of the denim and pull everything down to your feet. Your prick is now fully erect, throbbing up in front of them. When you look down, you see that all of those beautiful blue eyes are fixed on it. You have a seat. They both sit and wait, staring. You have very simple commands you can give depending on which girl and which hole you want. If you say "daughter, cunt", she will climb up, push her little seven year old snatch down your cock, and bounce for you while you lay back and watch. If you say "wife, ass"... well, the lube bottle is always ready beside you. "Girls, suck." is what you do whisper. They each draw up over a knee, your wife's bousim resting on one while your daughter's smooth chest nuzzles into the other. Their faces meet at the middle, kissing both sides of your prick, gently, lovingly. Slowly, mother and child begin to make out together with your cock in the middle. One big tongue trading spit with a much smaller one, swishing around your pole together. The kiss slowly towards the head, enveloping it with warmth, and much of the shaft with their saliva. You don't have to do a single, solitary thing. This is their job, and they won't stop until you are done. You could turn on the tv and watch something, if you so desired. They would just keep going until you finish, no matter how long it took. But you prefer to watch them. Your daughter has begun to take in your prick in her mouth, her soft little lips opening to draw it in while your wife services your balls. They give each other just enough room that the seven year old is able to prove, once again, that she's a fully trained little girl. Her throat warms you as she takes you all the way to the hilt and sucks firmly there - so firmly a bit of scrotal skin draws up into her mouth and tightens your sac. It's so warm in the preteen's tight little throat. Your wife licks and sucks each of your testicles, then tilts her head and goes under. Her entire world must be nothing but your smell and taste, and it's like a drug for her. All the while, your child's gorgeous little face is sliding up and down your cock, looking up at you with those huge, blue eyes. They are filled with such grace and submission. It was very hot outside, and the blowjob causes you to breath more heavily. You suddenly realize that you're feeling thirsty. "Wife, beer." You say, and just like that, your wife withdraws from beneath you. She bows her head in submission before rising to her feet and going to the kitchen. You watch with delight as her womanly ass sways with each step. Both of your girls are trained to be feminine and demure in every possible way. Once your wife has gone, you focus on the child. She is still going balls deep on you, sucking as hard as she can. Still watching you, even while you were looking away. Her small fingers reach up and tenderly begin to massage your balls. God, she looks adorable doing this. Children look so amazingly cute with a mouthful of cock. You still remember the days when she was only four years old, gagging globs of spit down your length when you poked at her little throat. But this is so much better. Being skillfully deep-throated is such a damn good feeling. "Such a good kitten." You whisper, and the youngster hums with pleasure to you. Your wife returns and hands you a cold beer, already opened. "Good girl" you say, which causes her to blush. Then she returns to her knees. As you take a long refreshing sip, your girls begin to swap positions. Soon, it's your wife's mouth wrapping around your cock while a child's tiny face burrows up against your balls. You are a bit anal about, well, anything anal... but you should be clean enough, you decide, if a little sweaty. Not that it matters to these two. You lean back and tilt your hips up some. Your daughter doesn't need any further instructions. Her tiny nose lifts your ballsac up, and her tongue rubs up against the ring of your anus, licking and probing. Your wife is still deep throating you just like your daughter had, looking up at you as both are instructed to do. In her eyes, you can see that she worships you. You own them both so, so completely. Feeling your preteen's tiny tongue massaging your ass has really got your prostate tensing up. In fact, you're approaching orgasm. You tilt back and murmur "Daughter, mouth. Wife, down." Your wife immediately releases her hold on your cock, withdraws, and rests her chin on your knee like a puppy. Your daughter, once again, sits up and engulfs your member to the hilt. You massage your wife's head, scratching through her soft blonde hair. She beams and sighs with happiness, watching her little girl work with a loving smile. Knowing you're close, the child is suckling harder and firmer, bobbing her little head back and forth. Her little pigtails swing in place. And then... ah... here it comes! The relief of orgasm! You let out a long sigh and close your eyes. You can feel your daughter's lips slide all the way up just beneath the head of your cock, yanking at it, as you unload your sperm. What a feeling, cumming directly in your child's mouth. You never get sick of feeling that tiny nose breathing heavily down your length as she sucks all the while, like a nursing infant. You certainly have plenty to feed her. It feels like a pint of the stuff is leaving your body. Nice, thick jets of pent up tension leaves you in the form of sperm, and your little girl sucks it all up. She neither spits nor swallows your load, and you can actually see her cheeks bulging slightly as she takes so much. At last, the fireworks settle. Relieved, you take another sip of your beer, and look down. Both females are staring back at you with big smiles. The child, your precious daughter, is still suckling at the head, making sure your balls and prostate are good and empty. Her cheeks still puffed up with a mouth filled with semen. "Show." You say. Your daughter tilts her head back and opens her mouth, showing the thick pool of sperm that has collected there. You really gave her a lot, this time. "Eat." You say, and her mouth closes. What a pleasant sound her swallowing your seed. She has to gulp multiple times, with a load like that. And as soon as she's finished, she smacks her little lips, making sure she didn't miss so much as a drop. "Show." You say again, and there's her open mouth once more - sans sperm. It's all gone down the hatch, down into her belly. After all, it's been a staple of her diet her whole life. "Good girl." You say. "Both of you. Good little girls." Oh, the delight in their eyes is precious! You reach down to pet them both your little toys on the head. They beam happily back at you. Then you pat the couch, and the two of them climb up into it with you, each kissing at either of your cheeks in unison. You lay back with them, hugging their soft, warm bodies close to yours. Life can be very hard. But you love your family, and your family loves you. You don't care what the world would say. They wear their collars with pride, and you couldn't be any prouder yourself. A hard working man like you deserves a family like this one.