The Day My Daddy Trilogy (family taboo breeding threesome virgin) (3 page)

He kissed me
again and this too served as a minor distraction from his cock. His
body pressed against mine, as close as two people can be. I felt
him begin to pull backwards, again fanning the fire in my pussy,
but it was already becoming more than bearable, it was fucking
fantastic. He was almost completely out of me and I felt the
wonderful sensation of the ridge of his cock head tickling my pussy
lips when he began to push forward again, faster this
time.

His body hard
and mine soft, once more came to rest together and his cock was
completely inside me again. I loved the feeling of being so full,
so close to him. After a much shorter pause he retracted his dick
again. It was completely slick with my juices as well as his own
now and was sliding much easier.

Harvey was
almost out of me when he thrust in much faster and harder. I gasped
as our bodies met with a slap and under my ass the bonnet of my car
made a metallic crumpling sound. A different kind of fire sparked
in my pussy with that stroke of his cock, it was much more like the
pleasure that had recently rocked my body and I wanted it to
grow.

“Fuck me,
Daddy.” I repeated my earlier request and Harvey began pounding in
and out of me with no pauses, at a steady pace, changing the angles
of his thrusts every now and then and groaning at the pleasure he
was extracting from my body.

I was almost
drunk on the power I felt. This was
 
me
 
making a groaning man out of
this grown man. My pussy was the focus of his whole world. The
garage echoed with the sounds of the poor abused bonnet, it sounded
like a giant was crushing some huge empty cola can every time
Harvey bottomed out inside me, shaking my breasts and pounding my
ass into the car.

The fire in my
pussy grew and as Harvey began to breathe heavily and irregularly,
I felt myself once more pushed over the edge of some cliff. As I
fell into a sea of bliss I managed to squeak out a few words over
and over again before I descended into a pleasured
gibberish

“I’m cumming,
I’m cumming, Daddy, I’m cumming… uuhhhhhhhhnnn”

I wrapped my
arms around him again holding him close, crushing my breasts
against him as he thrust powerfully into my quivering pussy. I felt
a small gush of my juices leak out from around his pumping cock and
then he pounded into me with one almighty stroke.

“Oh fuck.” He
whispered, I don’t think he was speaking to me intentionally, but
his mouth was right by my ear. I felt a fluid squirt out of his
erection deep inside me, painting my pussy walls, and then another.
He did a few quicker thrusts and I felt a thicker flood of juices
ooze out of my slit, travel over my asshole and down the crack of
my ass where it would eventually drip off and pool on the bonnet
underneath us.

Harvey thrust
all the way inside me and stayed there. Each of us twitching
slightly, we tried to regain our breath. My ears were ringing,
either from the rush of blood to my head, or from the racket the
bonnet had made while I was getting fucked for the first
time.

His cock
shrunk and slipped out of me, but we stayed where we were. I didn’t
want to let go, I felt so close to him. I could have stayed there
forever.

“I love you,
Daddy, please don’t send me away.” I was on the verge of tears
again, I couldn’t stand the thought of moving out and not seeing
him anymore.

“I won’t,
princess. I love you too.” And then he kissed me again, slower and
with less wild urgency than before. It was the sweetest kiss I’d
ever had.

###

The Day My Daddy
Shared Me

It had been a
month since my Step-Father, Harvey, had taken my virginity on the
hood of my ruined car after I wrecked it driving drunk. He had
taken care of everything with an army of mechanics, body shops,
landscape gardeners and builders repairing all the carnage I had
wreaked upon the neighbourhood. That, combined with a heartfelt
door-to-door apologising campaign had saved me from any police
interventions.

By the time my
Mom got back from visiting sick relatives, you would never have
known anything had gone wrong. Harvey and I used every spare second
while she was away to fuck the living daylights out of each other,
but it became almost impossible once she was back. That’s the thing
about living with somebody, they’re always there!

I felt his
cock under the dinner table, he sucked my tits while my Mom was in
the shower, but we hadn’t been able to get each other off in a
couple of weeks. I can’t speak for him, but I was practically
climbing the walls. I began to notice things about my Mom too, and
I think Harvey had been right; She just loved him for his wallet.
Maybe she loved him at first too, but then she just became used to
the lifestyle and forgot about him.

Well she was
crazy, in my opinion. If she wanted to go out and buy shoes rather
than stay in bed and fuck Harvey then I thought she was probably
beyond help. When she announced she was going out with a friend one
Friday night and wouldn’t be back until late, I did my best to hide
my joy.

Friday night
rolled around and from my room I heard my Mom’s car back out of the
driveway and fade away as it drove down the road. I was already on
my bed by the time Harvey burst through my door. He dived on top of
me and my bed bounced maniacally for a few seconds as our hands and
lips roamed over each other’s bodies, urgently feeling the flesh
we’d been denied for too long.

As I’d known
in advance that my Mom would be out for the night I was wearing a
skirt of extremely naughty length, one that she would never have
let me leave the house in. My legs were wrapped around Harvey’s
waist and his hard cock was pressing against my slit through his
pants and my panties. I’d been mildly wet for a lot of the day,
anticipating this encounter and the smooth material of my panties
rubbing against me made me even more so.

I had an
overwhelming need that was blocking out everything, and I whispered
it into his ear.

“Fuck me
quick, Daddy, I need it.”

Harvey wasn’t
going to disappoint me, detaching himself from our embrace he
leaned back and reached the short distance up my skirt to grab my
panties and in an instant he had them down and hanging from one
ankle. He undid the button and zip on his pants, pulling them and
his boxers down to his knees in one swift motion. He grabbed the
shaft of his hard throbbing dick with one hand and aimed it at my
pussy, waiting for him eagerly between my spread legs. I felt the
tip of his cock part my pussy lips and I…

‘ding
dong!’

The fucking
doorbell rang. Harvey just about fell off the bed in surprise, not
able to register exactly what the sound was for a moment, perhaps
thinking that my Mom had come home because she forgot something and
found him with his dick about to penetrate her virgin (so she
thought) daughter’s vagina. We stayed as still and quiet as
possible, hoping that if we ignored it, the person would go away.
It wasn’t fair, I had
 
felt
 
his cock about to fill me up
and now I had to wait
 
again
.

“They’ll fuck
off, right?” Harvey asked.

“Please let
them fuck off.” I answered.

‘ding
dong!’

“Fuck off.” We
quietly whispered to our unknown antagonist and waited.

‘ding
dong!’

“Jesus
Christ.” Harvey said and stood up, pulling his pants back to his
hips and awkwardly trying to stuff his uncooperatively hard dick
back into his underwear so he could answer the door. I stood to
follow him, I wanted to see just who was being so inconsiderate of
our needs. Also, I planned to fuck Harvey on the floor in front of
our door the instant it was locked again.

We
straightened our clothes as we walked down the stairs and to the
front door. Harvey looked through the peep hole and turned back to
me.

“It’s Steve.”
He said, frowning.

“Middleton?” I
asked and received a nod in reply. My Mom was going out with
Steve’s wife this evening, so what was he doing on our doorstep?
Harvey opened the door and pretended to be glad to see
him.

“Steve! Good
to see you! What’s up?” Harvey smiled out the door.

“It’s over,
Harv!” Steve said “Sharon is leaving me. She’s out with your wife
now, gone to a fuckin’ male strip club I think. Probably going to
try to fuck one of ‘em too.”

I shook my
head. What was wrong with the women of the older generation? Didn’t
they know when they had a good thing at home? The two men in front
of me were both
 
hot
 
and their wives were happy to
ruin a good thing. Nobody noticed my internal monologue, of course,
and Harvey expressed his sympathy.

“Oh, god damn,
Steve, I’m sorry. Come in, are you OK?”

“Yeah, fuck
it.” Steve said, stepping into our house and spotting me. “Oh shit,
sorry, I didn’t mean to swear in front of you, Anna.”

I didn’t point
out his second error, he obviously had a lot on his mind. I was
more put out by the fact he obviously thought I was a little girl
that he couldn’t swear in front of, didn’t he see my big tits and
my short skirt? Harvey said I was built to be fucked, he didn’t
treat me like a child anymore and it annoyed me when anybody else
did. Still, he was going through a rough time, so it was difficult
to be angry with him.

Harvey led
Steve to the living room and we all sat on the couch, Harvey in the
middle, Steve and I at opposite ends. Steve began telling a tale of
woe and misery, Harvey and I nodded at all the right parts, trying
to make him feel better. After a while, Harvey turned to me and
winked conspiratorially.

“Anna, would
you help me track down that bottle of whiskey? I know it’s in the
kitchen somewhere.”

“Sure.” I
said, wondering what he was up to while I followed him into the
next room. I had to pull my skirt down as I walked, it was short
enough that I was in serious danger of exposing my pussy to our
guest, having neglected to put my panties back on in my room. I
wondered if Steve had noticed me yet, you know, in that kind of
way.

As soon as we
were in the kitchen, Harvey wrapped his arms around me and kissed
me as my breasts squashed against his hard chest. I returned his
kiss, forgetting for just a moment that we weren’t alone in the
house anymore. I felt his hand slide down my back, and his fingers
hooked under the hem of my skirt, pulling the material up. His
fingers gently rubbed at my pussy from behind and I whimpered as
quietly as I could.

“I need to
fuck you, Anna, I’m going crazy here.” He whispered into my
ear.

“How can we
get rid of him?” I whispered back.

“I’m not sure
we can, he’s all cut up. I’ve got an idea though, kill two birds
with one stone, if you’re up for it.”

“What do you
mean?” I asked.

“Well, I know
from personal experience that the best cure for heartache over your
wife is eighteen year old pussy. How about Steve and I both fuck
you tonight? What do you say, Anna?”

“Daddy!” I
exclaimed then hushed my voice again. I thought of the handsome man
in the other room. He was around the same age as Harvey, but had
much lighter features. Shorter and stockier than my Step-Dad, I’d
always thought he was cute but he had never seemed to notice me
much.

“Do you think
he’d go for it?”

“Look at you,
Anna! If he’s still got a dick he’ll go for it.” Harvey
said.

I bit my lip
and then smiled up at Harvey as his fingers continued to rub my
pussy.

“OK. What do I
do?”

“You can start
by actually helping me find that whiskey, then give him his drink.
The rest of it, I’m sure will come to you.”

We eventually
tracked down the whiskey, Harvey mixed it up three drinks with cola
and ice cubes and sent me back into the living room with two of
them. The alcoholic beverages tinkled as I walked and I saw Steve’s
eyes look over at me when I appeared, and I was gratified to see
him give me a full length scan. At last, he was noticing
me!

I’d given my
skirt a firm tug downwards before coming back, I was reasonably
sure my slit was not visible to him. Reasonably.

“Here you go.”
I said, handing him his drink before sitting down next to him, much
closer than I normally would have. I crossed my leg away from him,
so he would be able to see the bare skin of my thigh basically all
the way to ass level if he dipped his eyes.

“Cheers.” I
said and held out my glass.

“Heh. Cheers.”
He said and our glasses clinked. We each took a sip. “Sorry to be
burdening you with all this. I didn’t know where else to go, had to
get this off my chest, you know?”

“It’s OK,
Steve, I understand.” I placed my hand on his leg as I took another
mouthful of my whiskey and cola. I saw him look at my hand, then up
my leg and his throat moved as he swallowed nervously.