Day One

"daddy ?"

"Yes baby girl ?"

"Are you going to fuck me ?"

dada's branching stopped halfway to his mouth at the kitchen table, surprised etched across his face.

Let me protrude at the beginning ...

My name is Missy and I grew up in a loving home in a big city. My female parent was fit and active, going to the gym regularly each week and enjoyed being a housewife. My Daddy worked hard for a living as a lawyer and also kept himself in great soma. His soundbox ripped with muscle and a clear six face pack. Everyone always said mom was a lucky peeress. papa always corrected them and said he was the golden one with a stunner for a married woman. Mommy had long legs, a piffling waist and big boobs that were always bouncing a picayune when she walked. I can't delay for mine to do in. At 17 my body was still more than girl than charwoman and I was growing impatient.

As sex became celebrated in the human beings sex in cosmopolitan became more widely accepted and common place. Soon what was once taboo behind closed in doorway, was publicly available for all to see - and pack contribution in. Sex in public, group sex, incest, gang kick and even beastiality became widely accepted and even encouraged. mamma and dada made sure I was raised in a business firm filled with sexuality, ready to encompass a sexually charged domain.

I was exposed to sex at an early on age. I can remember the 1st prison term I saw papa fucking ma. She was bent over the lap simple machine, her pants around her ankles as dad fucked her from tooshie. She caught me peeking in through the doorway 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 common for them to have sex in front of me.

motion-picture show dark with us all snuggled on the sofa would end up with mammy sucking on pa's hammer or him fingering her pussy under the back. Every dark I would go to catch some Z's hearing them and in the morning I'd wake up to them fucking in the shower or in the kitchen during breakfast. Daddy could go for what seemed care hours.

At some point I started to get turned on when I watched them. My small nipple would get operose and what daddy called my cunny would tingle. Soon I was rubbing it to piddle it feel better when I watched them.

One day after school I came home upset, refusing to talk to mummy on the drive home base. One of the boys had made fun of me and my outfit, saying it wasn't slutty enough. I ran to my room call and mommy came into my room to see what was wrong. She sat succeeding to me and scratch my back 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 breasts.

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

"I'm going to help you feel better, just like I did when you cried when you were little."She leaned over me and placed her mitt on the back of my chief, guiding me to her breast."Here baby girl, suck on my titty for a little bit, you'll equanimity down."

Instinctively my back talk opened and latched on to her nipple, suckling. I was almost immediately comforted by the soothing action. Her mammilla was hard in my lip and although there was no milk, it was Sweet tasting. It made sense why pa was always sucking on mama's tits, as she called them, during sex. Thinking about them fucking made my cunny scratch line to tingle again and I squeezed my legs together to try and relieve the tautness.

mama saw this and said gently"Go ahead and rub your cunny baby little girl, you'll tactile property so much better."With her boost I slipped my hand down my shorts and under my panties, finding my little bud and rubbing my finger over it. I sighed happily and go forward nursing on her tit. As I rubbed I got wetter and started moving my pelvic arch around, squirming against her.

"That's a ripe girl, keep rubbing your clit child. That's it, suck on Mommy's teat and rub your little cunny."My cunny started to pulse and really tingle. It had never felt that solid before and then suddenly my whole physical structure seemed to split with pleasure. I gasped and arched my back, my legs shaking as I kept rubbing.

"Oh yes baby, cum ! Oh my little missy is cumming ! Good girl ! livelihood rubbing honey, don't stop playing with your clit until you can't conduct it anymore. Yes that's it, keep cumming baby !"She held me until eventually my clit was too sensitive for me to touch it anymore. She stroked my pilus and explained to me in a cool off part what an orgasm and cum was and how proud of me she was.

"Now honey I want you to play with your pussycat at to the lowest degree once a day ok ?"I nodded in agreement as she continued,"But it's very crucial that you don't put anything in your pussy trap ok ? That's for Daddy to do."I nodded again, wanting to be a trade good daughter.

From that day on after school I'd come menage and nursemaid on Mommy until I came. Some solar day while I nursed she told me about her day but on others mammy would tell me about pop's peter. She would tell me about how boneheaded and fat it was and how when you measured it it was just over nine inches long. Sometimes she would spill the beans about how much cum dada could shoot and how she loved it. I always came the voiceless when she talked about Daddy's cock and cum.

When pappa heard I was cumming for the first metre he rubbed his big dick through his pants and told mammy 18 was going to be a foresightful agency away. mommy agreed and said something about how that was her phratry tradition so he needed to be patient. That night daddy fucked mum so hard she could barely walk the adjacent day. Mommy came down to the kitchen later than usual the next good morning. I had already made myself a bowl of cereal, since I was a big fille, and sat down to eat. mummy stumbled to the coffee berry pot, legs wobbling a little. When she reached up to get a deep brown mug her gown rode up and I could see that she had cum leaking out of her pussy. Daddy joined us at the kitchen table, slapping mommy's ass as he walked by. He dug into his breakfast, clearly hungry from the Night of fucking.

"daddy ?"

"Yes babe lady friend ?"

"Are you going to sleep with me ?"

mom and Daddy looked at each other before he replied.

"Yes dear, I am, it's a daughter's job to be a little slut for her pop. I need to sleep together a lot and you're going to help Mommy with that. But that won't happen until you're a little older. When you turn 18 I'll pop your cherry."

"But pop I just turned 17, that's a tenacious time away ! What if I don't want you to look that long ?"

"Missy mind your father ! It's tradition in this kinsperson that we include baby in sex at 18 and no sooner young lady."Mommy said sternly. I huffed and sulked as I finished my cereal. One whole year was going to be a long time to hold back .