Day One

"Daddy ?"

"Yes baby young lady ?"

"Are you going to have a go at it me ?"

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

Let me set out at the beginning ...

My epithet is Missy and I grew up in a loving place in a big city. My mother was fit and active, going to the gym regularly each week and enjoyed being a lady of the house. My pappa worked hard for a living as a lawyer and also kept himself in great shape. His consistence ripped with muscle and a exonerated six coterie. Everyone always said Mommy was a favourable Lady. Daddy always corrected them and said he was the lucky one with a looker for a wife. Mommy had prospicient legs, a little waist and big pinhead that were always bouncing a little when she walked. I can't wait for mine to come in in. At 17 my torso was still more young lady than woman and I was growing impatient.

As sexuality became celebrated in the humankind sex in general became more widely accepted and mutual place. Soon what was once taboo behind unopen door, was publicly available for all to see - and take part in. Sex in public, group sex, incest, gang bangs and even beastiality became widely accepted and even encouraged. Mommy and pop made sure I was raised in a planetary house filled with sexuality, cook to embrace a sexually charged world.

I was exposed to sex at an too soon age. I can recall the first time I saw Daddy fucking Mommy. She was bent grass over the washing political machine, her pants around her ankle joint as Daddy fucked her from behind. 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 tabular array at six. After that it became more and more vulgar for them to have sex in front of me.

Movie night with us all snuggled on the couch would end up with momma sucking on dad's turncock or him fingering her pussy under the cover song. Every night 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. pop could go for what seemed like hours.

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

One day after schooltime I came home upset, refusing to talk to mama on the drive domicile. One of the boys had made fun of me and my getup, saying it wasn't slutty enough. I ran to my room crying and Mommy came into my room to see what was haywire. She sat succeeding to me and rubbed 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 mummy ?"I asked her, looking at her nipple as she played with it a short.

"I'm going to help you finger better, just like I did when you cried when you were little."She leaned over me and placed her helping hand on the spine of my head, guiding me to her boob."Here baby missy, suction on my breast for a little bit, you'll calm down."

Instinctively my rima oris opened and latched on to her pap, suckling. I was almost immediately comforted by the solace action. Her nipple was hard in my mouth and although there was no milk, it was unfermented tasting. It made sense why Daddy was always sucking on Mommy's teat, as she called them, during sex. Thinking about them fucking made my cunny starting time to tingle again and I squeezed my legs together to try and relieve the tension.

Mommy saw this and said gently"Go ahead and rub your cunny babe girl, you'll feel so a great deal better."With her encouragement I slipped my hand down my short and under my panties, finding my lilliputian bud and rubbing my finger's breadth over it. I sighed happily and carry on breast feeding on her tit. As I rubbed I got wetter and started moving my rose hip around, squirming against her.

"That's a ripe female child, keep rubbing your clitoris child. That's it, suck on momma's mammilla and rub your lilliputian cunny."My cunny started to pulsate and really tingle. It had never felt that inviolable before and then suddenly my unanimous body seemed to collapse with pleasure. I gasped and arched my spine, my legs shaking as I kept rubbing.

"Oh yes babe, cum ! Oh my fiddling girl is cumming ! full girlfriend ! living rubbing dear, don't halt playing with your clit until you can't necessitate it anymore. Yes that's it, hold back cumming baby !"She held me until eventually my clit was too sensitive for me to affect it anymore. She stroked my hair and explained to me in a calming voice what an coming 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 arrangement as she continued,"But it's very important that you don't put anything in your pussy hole ok ? That's for pop to do."I nodded again, wanting to be a good girlfriend.

From that day on after school day I'd come home and nurse on mummy until I came. Some days while I nursed she told me about her day but on others Mommy would tell me about daddy's cock. She would separate me about how duncish and fat it was and how when you measured it it was just over nine inch long. Sometimes she would talk about how much cum pa could shoot and how she loved it. I always came the strong when she talked about Daddy's pecker and cum.

When Daddy heard I was cumming for the first sentence he rubbed his big cock through his gasp and told Mommy 18 was going to be a long path away. Mommy agreed and said something about how that was her family tradition so he needed to be affected role. That night daddy fucked Mommy so hard she could barely walk the next day. Mommy came down to the kitchen later than usual the next morning. I had already made myself a bowl of cereal grass, since I was a big girl, and sat down to eat. mama stumbled to the coffee pot, legs wobbling a little. When she reached up to get a coffee mug her robe rode up and I could see that she had cum leaking out of her twat. Daddy joined us at the kitchen table, slapping mammy's ass as he walked by. He dug into his breakfast, clearly athirst from the night of fucking.

"pappa ?"

"Yes child girl ?"

"Are you going to love me ?"

mama and papa looked at each other before he replied.

"Yes dear, I am, it's a daughter's job to be a little loose woman for her pop. I need to jazz a lot and you're going to aid Mommy with that. But that won't happen until you're a short sr.. When you turn 18 I'll pop your cherry."

"But daddy I just turned 17, that's a foresighted time away ! What if I don't want you to waitress that long ?"

"young lady heed your don ! It's tradition in this family that we include children in sex at 18 and no sooner offspring lady."ma said sternly. I huffed and sulked as I finished my cereal. One whole yr was going to be a long time to wait .