Day One

“ Daddy ? ”

“ Yes babe girl ? ”

“ Are you going to bed me ? ”

dada’s fork stopped halfway to his sass at the kitchen tabular array, surprised etched across his face.

Let me start at the beginning...

My name is fille and I grew up in a loving dwelling in a big city. My mother 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 smashing shape. His organic structure ripped with muscular tissue and a exonerate six pack. Everyone always said Mommy was a lucky lady. Daddy always corrected them and said he was the favourable one with a mantrap for a married woman. mamma had farseeing branch, a little waist and big boobs that were always bouncing a little when she walked. I can’t wait for mine to number in. At 17 my body was still more than daughter than woman and I was growing impatient.

As sexuality became celebrated in the humanity sex in general became more widely accepted and common place. Soon what was once taboo behind shut threshold, was publicly available for all to see - and contract part in. Sex in public, group 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 embrace a sexually charged world.

I was exposed to sex at an early age. I can commend the beginning prison term I saw Daddy fucking Mommy. She was bent over the washing motorcar, her gasp around her articulatio talocruralis as Daddy fucked her from stern. She caught me peeking in through the doorway and calmly explained that her and Daddy would be a few minutes but that dinner party would be on the table at six. After that it became more and more green for them to have sex in front of me.

pic night with us all snuggled on the lounge would end up with mamma sucking on Daddy’s cock or him fingering her pussy under the cover version. Every night I would go to sleep hearing them and in the dayspring I’d wake up to them fucking in the shower or in the kitchen during breakfast. Daddy could go for what seemed ilk hours.

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

One day after school I came home upset, refusing to let the cat out of the bag to Mommy on the ride 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 unseasonable. She sat next to me and fret my vertebral column as I sobbed on her shoulder and shared all the entail thing 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 tit as she played with it a piffling.

“ 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 hand on the rear of my head, guiding me to her breast. “ Here baby daughter, suction on my titty for a little bit, you’ll cool it down. ”

Instinctively my sass opened and latched on to her nipple, suckling. I was almost immediately comforted by the soothing activeness. Her nipple was hard in my mouth and although there was no milk, it was sweet taste. It made sense why Daddy was always sucking on Mommy’s tits, as she called them, during sex. Thinking about them fucking made my cunny startle to tingle again and I squeezed my wooden leg together to try and ease the tenseness.

mom saw this and said gently “ Go ahead and rub your cunny baby young lady, you’ll feel so lots better. ” With her encouragement I slipped my hand down my shorts and under my panty, finding my footling 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 good young woman, hold open rubbing your clitoris baby. That’s it, suck on Mommy’s teat and rub your niggling cunny. ” My cunny started to pulse and really tingle. It had never felt that substantial before and then suddenly my totally eubstance seemed to burst with pleasure. I gasped and arched my back, my pegleg shaking as I kept rubbing.

“ Oh yes baby, cum ! Oh my little girl is cumming ! salutary missy ! support rubbing honey, don’t contain performing with your button until you can’t take it anymore. Yes that’s it, hold open cumming baby ! ” She held me until eventually my button was too sensitive for me to touch it anymore. She stroked my hair's-breadth and explained to me in a calming vocalism 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 accord as she continued, “ But it’s very crucial that you don’t put anything in your pussy gob ok ? That’s for papa to do. ” I nodded again, wanting to be a good girl.

From that day on after school I’d fare home and nanny on Mommy 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 thick and fat it was and how when you measured it it was just over nine inches long. Sometimes she would talk about how much cum papa could shoot and how she loved it. I always came the difficult when she talked about Daddy’s pecker and cum.

When Daddy heard I was cumming for the get-go time he rubbed his big cock through his trouser and told Mommy 18 was going to be a long ways away. mamma agreed and said something about how that was her family tradition so he needed to be patient. That night Daddy fucked Mommy so knockout 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 arena of cereal, since I was a big girl, and sat down to eat. momma 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 snatch. pop joined us at the kitchen mesa, slapping mommy’s ass as he walked by. He dug into his breakfast, clearly hungry from the night of fucking.

“ dada ? ”

“ Yes baby missy ? ”

“ Are you going to fuck me ? ”

mommy and papa looked at each other before he replied.

“ Yes love, I am, it’s a daughter’s job to be a little slut for her Daddy. I need to fuck a lot and you’re going to help ma with that. But that won’t happen until you’re a short older. When you turn 18 I’ll pop your cherry. ”

“ But pappa I just turned 17, that’s a retentive time away ! What if I don’t want you to wait that long ? ”

“ girl mind your father ! It’s tradition in this crime syndicate that we include children in sex at 18 and no sooner new lady. ” momma said sternly. I huffed and sulked as I finished my cereal grass. One whole yr was going to be a long time to wait.