Day One

"Daddy ?"

"Yes baby girl ?"

"Are you going to sleep with me ?"

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

Let me start at the beginning ...

My name is young lady and I grew up in a loving place in a big city. My mother was fit and active, going to the gym regularly each workweek and enjoyed being a woman of the house. My Daddy worked knockout for a bread and butter as a lawyer and also kept himself in peachy shape. His body ripped with muscular tissue and a pull in six pack. Everyone always said Mommy was a lucky madam. pappa always corrected them and said he was the golden one with a stunner for a wife. mammy had long pegleg, a niggling waist and big boobs that were always bouncing a picayune when she walked. I can't wait for mine to arrive in. At 17 my body was still more girl than woman and I was growing impatient.

As gender became celebrated in the macrocosm sex in general became more widely accepted and park place. Soon what was once proscribed behind closed room access, was publicly available for all to see - and take region in. Sex in public, group sex, incest, gang bangs and even beastiality became widely accepted and even encouraged. mum and pappa made surely I was raised in a house filled with sexuality, ready to embrace a sexually charged world.

I was exposed to sex at an early age. I can think the first-class honours degree time I saw pa fucking momma. She was bent over the washing automobile, her drawers around her mortise joint as Daddy fucked her from bottom. 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 board at six. After that it became more and more common for them to suffer sex in presence of me.

moving-picture show night with us all snuggled on the sofa would end up with Mommy sucking on dada's cock or him fingering her kitty under the covers. Every night I would go to sleep hearing them and in the morning I'd wake up to them fucking in the exhibitioner or in the kitchen during breakfast. Daddy could go for what seemed like hours.

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

One day after schooling I came home upset, refusing to babble to Mommy on the ride home. One of the boys had made fun of me and my outfit, saying it wasn't slutty enough. I ran to my elbow room vociferation and mummy came into my room to see what was wrong. She sat side by side to me and rubbed my back as I sobbed on her shoulder and shared all the mingy 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 mama ?"I asked her, looking at her nipple as she played with it a lilliputian.

"I'm going to help you palpate 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, guiding me to her tit."Here baby fille, sucking on my boob for a little bit, you'll calm down."

Instinctively my mouth opened and latched on to her nipple, suckling. I was almost immediately comforted by the soothing action. Her nipple was hard in my rima oris and although there was no Milk, it was sweet taste. It made sense why Daddy was always sucking on mammy's tits, as she called them, during sex. Thinking about them fucking made my cunny head start to tingle again and I squeezed my legs together to try and save the tension.

momma saw this and said gently"Go ahead and rub your cunny babe young lady, you'll feel so much better."With her encouragement I slipped my hand down my shortstop and under my panties, finding my lilliputian bud and rubbing my fingers over it. I sighed happily and continued breast feeding on her tit. As I rubbed I got bed wetter and started moving my rosehip around, squirming against her.

"That's a good little girl, go on 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 warm before and then suddenly my unanimous consistency seemed to break with pleasure. I gasped and arched my rear, my leg shaking as I kept rubbing.

"Oh yes infant, cum ! Oh my little girl is cumming ! Good girl ! keep rubbing honey, don't stop playing with your button until you can't take 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 fuzz and explained to me in a calming voice what an orgasm and cum was and how proud of me she was.

"Now honey I want you to play with your pussycat at least once a day ok ?"I nodded in concord as she continued,"But it's very crucial that you don't put anything in your pussy kettle of fish ok ? That's for Daddy to do."I nodded again, wanting to be a undecomposed missy.

From that day on after school I'd come household and nurse on Mommy until I came. Some day while I nursed she told me about her day but on others Mommy would tell me about Daddy's tool. She would tell me about how thick and fat it was and how when you measured it it was just over nine inches long. Sometimes she would mouth about how much cum pop could scoot and how she loved it. I always came the hardest when she talked about Daddy's stopcock and cum.

When Daddy heard I was cumming for the commencement time he rubbed his big cock through his gasp and told mama 18 was going to be a long ways away. mom agreed and said something about how that was her house custom so he needed to be patient. That nighttime pappa fucked Mommy so arduous she could barely walk the next day. Mommy came down to the kitchen later than usual the following good morning. I had already made myself a roll of food grain, since I was a big lady friend, and sat down to eat. Mommy stumbled to the coffee tree pot, legs wobbling a slight. When she reached up to get a coffee mug her gown rode up and I could see that she had cum leaking out of her pussycat. Daddy joined us at the kitchen table, slapping mum's ass as he walked by. He dug into his breakfast, clearly hungry from the nighttime of fucking.

"Daddy ?"

"Yes baby girlfriend ?"

"Are you going to fuck me ?"

ma and Daddy looked at each other before he replied.

"Yes honey, I am, it's a daughter's job to be a little slut for her daddy. I need to roll in the hay a lot and you're going to serve Mommy with that. But that won't happen until you're a petty aged. When you turn 18 I'll pop your cherry."

"But pappa I just turned 17, that's a hanker metre away ! What if I don't want you to hold back that long ?"

"Missy heed your founder ! It's custom in this family that we include children in sex at 18 and no sooner youthful lady."Mommy said sternly. I huffed and sulked as I finished my cereal. One whole year was going to be a tenacious fourth dimension to look .