Day One

"daddy ?"

"Yes baby girl ?"

"Are you going to fuck me ?"

Daddy's forking stopped halfway to his sassing at the kitchen table, surprised etched across his face.

Let me take off at the origin ...

My name is Missy and I grew up in a loving menage in a big city. My mother was fit and active voice, going to the gym regularly each calendar week and enjoyed being a housewife. My dada worked hard for a support as a lawyer and also kept himself in dandy anatomy. His consistency ripped with muscle and a make six mob. Everyone always said Mommy was a favourable peeress. Daddy always corrected them and said he was the lucky one with a looker for a married woman. mommy had long stage, a footling waist and big boob that were always bouncing a little when she walked. I can't waiting for mine to do in. At 17 my body was still more miss than woman and I was growing impatient.

As sexuality became celebrated in the man sex in general became more widely accepted and common property. Soon what was once taboo behind close down room access, was publicly available for all to see - and guide part in. Sex in public, radical sex, incest, pack bangs and even beastiality became widely accepted and even encouraged. Mommy and Daddy made sure I was raised in a house filled with sexuality, set up to encompass a sexually charged world.

I was exposed to sex at an early age. I can call back the first-class honours degree clock time I saw Daddy fucking Mommy. She was set over the washing auto, her knickers around her ankles as Daddy fucked her from hindquarters. She caught me peeking in through the door and calmly explained that her and Daddy would be a few minutes but that dinner would be on the table at six. After that it became more and more commons for them to have sex in front of me.

pic night with us all snuggled on the couch would end up with Mommy sucking on pappa's peter or him fingering her twat under the cover. Every nighttime I would go to sleep hearing them and in the morning I'd wake up to them fucking in the shower or in the kitchen during breakfast. pappa could go for what seemed like hours.

At some point I started to get turned on when I watched them. My little nipples would get hard and what pa called my cunny would tingle. Soon I was rubbing it to score it feel better when I watched them.

One day after schoolhouse I came home upset, refusing to talk to mamma on the ride home base. One of the boys had made fun of me and my outfit, saying it wasn't slutty enough. I ran to my way rallying cry and Mommy came into my room to see what was amiss. She sat adjacent to me and rubbed my spinal column as I sobbed on her shoulder and shared all the mean things that the bully said. Once I got it all out she leaned back, calmly unbuttoned her shirt and took out one of her bare tit.

"What are you doing mamma ?"I asked her, looking at her nipple as she played with it a little.

"I'm going to help you sense better, just like I did when you cried when you were little."She leaned over me and placed her hand on the back of my head teacher, guiding me to her white meat."Here baby girl, sucking on my titty for a slight bit, you'll calmness down."

Instinctively my back talk opened and latched on to her tit, suckling. I was almost immediately comforted by the assuasive action. Her nipple was hard in my mouth and although there was no milk, it was sweet relishing. It made good sense why papa was always sucking on ma's boob, as she called them, during sex. Thinking about them fucking made my cunny get-go to tingle again and I squeezed my legs together to try and ease the tenseness.

mom saw this and said gently"Go ahead and rub your cunny baby girl, you'll feel so much better."With her encouragement I slipped my hand down my drawers and under my panties, finding my little bud and rubbing my fingers over it. I sighed happily and continued nursing on her tit. As I rubbed I got wetter and started moving my hips around, squirming against her.

"That's a expert girl, hold open rubbing your clitoris baby. That's it, suck on Mommy's teat and rub your little cunny."My cunny started to pulsate and really tingle. It had never felt that strong before and then suddenly my whole body seemed to bristle with pleasure. I gasped and arched my spinal column, my legs shaking as I kept rubbing.

"Oh yes baby, cum ! Oh my little girl is cumming ! safe girlfriend ! Keep rubbing beloved, don't end playing with your clitoris until you can't take it anymore. Yes that's it, keep cumming baby !"She held me until eventually my clit was too tender for me to touch it anymore. She stroked my hair's-breadth and explained to me in a quiet voice what an orgasm and cum was and how proud of me she was.

"Now honey I want you to play with your pussy at least once a day ok ?"I nodded in agreement as she continued,"But it's very important that you don't put anything in your puss hole ok ? That's for Daddy to do."I nodded again, wanting to be a good girl.

From that day on after shoal I'd come home and nurse on mamma until I came. Some days while I nursed she told me about her day but on others Mommy would distinguish me about daddy's cock. She would tell me about how fatheaded and fat it was and how when you measured it it was just over nine in long. Sometimes she would lecture about how a great deal cum papa could shoot and how she loved it. I always came the tough when she talked about Daddy's rooster and cum.

When daddy heard I was cumming for the low time he rubbed his big rooster through his pants and told mom 18 was going to be a long elbow room away. Mommy agreed and said something about how that was her fellowship custom so he needed to be patient. That nighttime dada fucked momma so hard she could barely take the air the following day. Mommy came down to the kitchen later than usual the next break of the day. I had already made myself a bowlful of cereal, since I was a big girl, and sat down to eat. Mommy stumbled to the coffee pot, legs wobbling a petty. When she reached up to get a coffee berry mug her robe rode up and I could see that she had cum leaking out of her pussy. pop joined us at the kitchen tabular array, slapping ma's ass as he walked by. He dug into his breakfast, clearly athirst from the dark of fucking.

"daddy ?"

"Yes baby girl ?"

"Are you going to fuck me ?"

ma and Daddy looked at each other before he replied.

"Yes love, I am, it's a daughter's job to be a little slattern for her daddy. I need to fuck a lot and you're going to help Mommy with that. But that won't happen until you're a trivial former. When you turn 18 I'll pop your cherry."

"But dada I just turned 17, that's a long clip away ! What if I don't want you to hold off that long ?"

"missy mind your father ! It's tradition in this family that we include child in sex at 18 and no sooner young lady."Mommy said sternly. I huffed and sulked as I finished my grain. One whole year was going to be a long clock time to wait .