Date: Tue, 15 Oct 2019 17:34:04 +0000 (UTC) From: Boy Daddy Subject: BOY DADDY, part 12 "Boy Daddy" -- Badgod69@yahoo.com The following is a work of fiction. It is not based on any real events or people. Please, consider donating to Nifty, and keep porn free. BOY DADDY, Part 12 When Sam and I got to the house to eat lunch, Jenny told us that Leda wasn't feeling well and was in her bedroom. Sam and I exchanged a look that Jenny didn't see. We raided the `fridge and made a big lunch, wolfed it down, and then went to Leda's room to see how she was feeling. Jenny thought it was sweet that we were so concerned. I let Sam do most of the talking at first, since I knew he and Leda confided easily in each other. She was laying on her bed, dressed in panties and a halter top. She still looked half-wasted and a bit pale. "Dude, what's up with you? Mom said you didn't feel good," Sam began. Leda rolled her eyes and said, "Yeah." "What's goin' on?" Sam asked her. She readjusted herself on the bed, sitting up straighter. "Don't tell Mom, but I had sex last night. I don't remember much of it, cuz I was totally drunk." We smiled at her and Sam asked a ton of questions. "Who'd you fuck, that freshman kid from school you like?" "Mmm hmm," she replied. "Where'd you guys do it? Here?" "Oh, hell no!" Leda laughed. "I guess we were at some party, though I don't know who's house it was or even where it was. I was already drunk when we got there, and then I drank even more. All I remember is that it was totally crowded and hot inside. I thought we were at some club, but I guess not. All I really remember is that Evan fucked me and it hurt and there were people around, but I didn't care. Then I guess I passed out or something, because the next thing I know I'm waking up in my bed and needing to barf." "How do you feel now, babe?" I asked in my best solicitous voice. "Like crap. I'm hungover and my head feels like it's gonna split open. Don't tell Mom, OK? I don't want her asking me a million questions." Sam shrugged and said, "OK." He grabbed at her crotch and said, "How's your pussy feel?", softly laughing. Leda laughed, too, slapping his hand. "Sore. Evan must have fucked me really hard, the little dork." But she was smiling and had blushed a charming pink. "You gonna hook up with him again tonight?" Sam asked. "Nah, I'm just gonna stay here today. I'm still half-drunk, I think." We were all grinning like co-conspirators, though for different reasons. We left for our place shortly after leaving Leda's room. Back in the truck, Sam and I let out a triumphant whoop after we pulled away from the house, thrilled that we were in the clear. On the drive back to our place, Sam mentioned that he'd really like to fuck Leda when they she was sober, or at least less wasted then she'd been the night before. I listened to him closely, and my mind began working over-time. "You should bring it up with her, bro! I wonder what she'd say? Do you think she'd go for it?" I asked him. Sam chuckled. "No idea, dude, but I think she might. If I time it right and say the right things, I have a feeling she would. Dude, that'd be so awesomely fucked-up!" "Bro, you should get her pregnant!" I shouted. "Now, that would be totally pervy and we'd have a kid to raise the right way." Sam guffawed. "Hell yeah," he replied. "I'm gonna ask her." Sundays were usually lazy days for us, and fortunately no kids dropped by until much later in the day. Sam had quit his job at the pizza parlor the previous week. There was no reason for him to hold a job now that we were bringing in cash. But we knew that Jenny would be wondering how Sam was paying his rent, so I used our landlord Bob as a cover. I told her that Bob was paying Sam to take care of the garden and do some light up-keep on the property. I knew she'd never run into Bob, and in fact didn't even know what he looked like. I rarely talked about her to Bob, anyway. A couple of weeks later, I told Sam to start inviting kids over for our first `Fuck-and-Get-Fucked-Up' event. Once he explained to them what it was and what they'd be able to do, they filled up the reservation list during one lunch period. We'd decided to limit the event to 20 kids, 10 girls and 10 boys. Each of them would pay $50 for a long night of sex and drugs, and they'd be able to spend the night if they got too wasted or just felt like it. We had set the date for the week-end, on Saturday. I planned on offering not only weed and alcohol, but also coke and Molly. Sam added mushrooms to the menu. I always had recreational drugs on hand and had lots of connections for anything we might want or need that I didn't already have stocked up. We were both excited about our first `private' party and counted down the days like it was Christmas. The select group of kids began to arrive about 15 minutes prior to the start time of 8 p.m. They were greeted with a table full of party treats, and that was where most all of them clustered, selecting whatever drugs they wanted. I had begun passing four bongs around, loaded with super-potent weed and hash. Two kegs of beer were ready to go, there was a tray of coke and straws on the table, and Sam was passing around a bowl of Molly, which he encouraged everyone to take. Each room also had a small bowl full of condoms. Once everyone had something in their system, Sam addressed the entire crowd in the living room, laying out the ground rules, warning them to drink plenty of water throughout the night, what to do in case of an emergency, pointing out the option of using condoms, etc. He wrapped up by telling them all to get naked and have fun, as he quickly shucked off his clothes and merged into the crowd. The kids followed his lead and were laughing and bumping into each other as they got themselves undressed. I told them to throw their clothes into a heap in one corner, and they did. Once Sam started the music blaring, the room came to life as the kids began making out, hot and heavy. Several of them went into the other rooms to find a vacant mattress, and several more claimed the two mattresses in the living room. By nine o'clock, all the rooms were writhing with drug-fueled, naked young bodies, mostly couples. A handful of the more adventurous kids had formed a group orgy, just as I'd hoped they would. Sam was moving from group to group, sampling the wares, fucking any girl he wanted. The boys didn't mind at all when Sam moved in and swapped places with them, sometimes in mid-fuck. The girls were happy for the variety, and happy to have Sam choose them. Around midnight, everyone was pretty much wiped out, and I suggested they all eat and drink something to give them more energy for the rest of the night. After everyone had had their fill of food and drink, they resumed their rutting. I glazed a lot of pretty young faces with my sperm throughout the night. I also fucked most of the girls before the night concluded. I didn't wear a condom once, and secretly hoped that an epidemic of pregnant girls would sweep through town. I loved watching the boys fuck any available girl, then move on to find another pussy to fill. The girls eventually got more aggressive and moved from boy to boy, seductively spreading their legs and displaying their cunts like seasoned whores. Sam and I retreated to the shed and shooed the kids off the mattress and back into the house. I sucked his dick like a baby suckling a tit, savoring the taste of pussy on his shaft. Before we went back inside, Sam fucked me and filled my guts with his sperm, and I shot my load all over his pubes and dick. When we went back inside, it felt like the place was on fire. The heat and stink of all that fucking felt like being in Hell. Most of the kids had passed out by 3 a.m., and so Sam and I curled up on the sofa and slept for a few hours. The night had gone well: No problems, no freak-outs, no complaints. And we had made another easy $1,000. By 8 a.m., all the kids had been fed, caffeinated, and sent off with a pledge not to talk about what had happened the previous night with anyone who hadn't been there. I also told the kids that if any girl got pregnant and didn't want it, I'd pay for her abortion on the down-low. The kids thought that was awesome and thanked me for my generosity. I decided we'd better suspend any further events for a few weeks and sent out the `we're temporarily closed' message through the grapevine. A few days later, Sam stopped by our real house after school and waited for Leda to get home from soccer practice. No one else was home yet, and when she arrived Leda was happy to find Sam there. Sam told me everything he could remember in detail. They were hanging out in the living room, and Leda asked Sam if he thought she was pretty. "I mean, if you weren't my brother, just some guy." "Hell yeah," Sam replied immediately. "You're fuckin' fine, dude." Leda shyly laughed, and then asked, "Am I hot?" "Oh, hell yes," Sam said. "Hot as fuck. Dude, I'd hella do you." Again, Leda laughed, but more loudly, and her face was flushed. "Yeah, right," she said, smiling, eyes bright. "For reals, dude. I don't care if you're my sis, I'd fuck you any time you wanted." Leda laughed again and said "Ewww!" But she kept smiling and tossed her hair back. "You'd want to fuck me, seriously?" "I'll do it right now, dude! Want to?" Leda rolled her eyes and giggled at Sam, readjusting herself on the sofa, but not answering directly. Sam asked her, "What, you don't think I'm hot?" Leda blushed again, and said, "All the girls I know think you're the cutest boy at school. They all want to get with you." Sam laughed and pressed on. "That's cool, but do you think I'm hot, too?" Finally, Leda admitted that she thought Sam was sexy. "And do you want to fuck me, too?" he asked. "Well, I don't know that I'd want to...but I guess I would." Sam said they just smiled and stared at each other before exchanging a nervous laugh. "But if we did, you can't tell anyone, ever. And you can't tell J.J.!" Sam promised he wouldn't. "He probably wouldn't even care, dude. He'd probably think it was awesome." "I know, but I still don't want him to know," Leda insisted. Sam just shrugged and said, "Whatever, OK." And then they went to Leda's room and Sam fucked the hell out of her for the next hour. Of course, I wanted the scoop on everything they did, and Sam told me all of it. We were both jacking off like monkeys while he talked. "Well, once we were both naked, I just stood there and let her look at me. My dick was so hard it was throbbing and pre-cum was dripping from it. Leda wrapped her hand around it and gave it a few good, long strokes. That got me really excited, so I pushed her back on her bed and started eating out her cunt. "I guess she's never had her pussy licked before, because she was moaning and clutching my hair in her hands and writhing all over the bed. It was super-hot, dude. When I was through, she pulled me up closer and she sucked my dick. She's not very good at it yet, but I told her how to do it better and she picked it up right away. I almost came in her mouth, but I pulled out and slapped her face all over with my dick. She kept trying to get it back in her mouth, whimpering and groaning for my cock. "I told her to turn over onto her stomach, and I spread her ass wide and rimmed her. That sent her through the roof. I teased her asshole with the head of my dick and slipped it into her a tiny bit. But she yelled and told me to stop it, so I did. I definitely want to fuck her ass at some point, but I figured I'd back off for now and save that for another day." "Hell yeah," I slurred. "I was getting into position to fuck when she said, "You stink, dude. Like dirty boys." I just laughed and told her that's the smell of a real man, and that made her laugh. I made her sniff my pit, even though she yelped and tried to pull her face away. But she finally did it anyway. I made her smell my balls, too. She told me they stank, but she kind of liked the way they smelled." "That's fuckin' awesome, bro..." I muttered. "When I finally started fucking her, I slid my cock in nice and slow. She was pretty wet already and it felt so tight and warm. We started making out and I gave her hickeys on her neck and her right tit. I fucked her slow at first but then I couldn't help but do it hard. I really slammed her good, dude, but she was going wild she loved it so much. Then I'd slow down again and back and forth it went until I was ready to cum. I was yelling pretty loud, grunting and swearing, cuz it felt so awesome. Leda was panting and moaning and she was almost screaming as I slammed hard a few more times. And then I fuckin' came so hard I almost passed out, dude." "Fuck yeah, that's so hot," I mumbled. "Cum was dripping out of her cunt all over the sheet, and she said it was gross. But then she swiped up some of it and sucked it off her fingers. She said it tasted like fruity bleach!" "Nasty!" I laughed. "Fuck yeah, bitch is hella nasty! I bet she'd do anything I told her." "Hell yeah," I agreed. "You woulda got off good watching us, dude," Sam said. "You gotta fuck her when she's sober. She'd probably let you, I bet. Hey, wanna suck my dick? I haven't washed it yet, so it probably smells and tastes like her pussy." And it did. I could taste the remnants of my daughter's cunt on my son's dick, and it was possibly the best thing I ever had in my mouth. I could taste them both at once. And on it went like that for another five minutes or so until we both blew our loads. Sam could tell a story and make it hot, that was for sure. Sam and Leda began fucking occasionally after that first afternoon. Sam would always tell me everything they said and did. He even suggested that she fuck me because I was so good at it. She told him she'd feel funny about it, mostly because I looked so much like Sam and it would be a mind-fuck. But she didn't entirely rule it out, so I told Sam to keep up the pressure on her. A couple of weeks later, I came home from work and could hear voices coming from our bedroom when I walked in. I figured Sam had brought a girl home from school and was screwing her in our bed. I quietly went to the bedroom door and peeked in to see Sam and Leda fucking like animals. I was rivetted to the spot and could only stare at the taboo sight before me. Leda was on top of Sam, riding him like a bucking bronco. Sam had his hands on her little tits, squeezing them and pinching her nipples hard enough to make her yell as he thrust up into her wet cunt. I could smell sex from where I stood, a funky stink that combined pussy and balls with a hint of ass. I decided to just walk in on them. "Hey, you two. Don't mind me, I'm just gonna change my clothes," I said, surprising them and causing Leda to try to disengage herself from her brother. "Nah, don't stop, kids. Go ahead. I'll be done in a minute," I added. Leda giggled nervously, and then Sam pulled her face down to his and stuck his tongue in her mouth. They made out and went back to vigorously fucking, panting and nearly growling in their heat. I pulled my pants off and got out a different pair to change into. I wasn't wearing underwear that day, so my cock flopped out and started bloating immediately. I yanked my dirty shirt off and now stood there naked. Sam kept looking over at me as I undressed while he fucked his sister. Leda was sneaking peeks and finally openly stared at me. "See?" Sam said to her. "I told you." I wondered what he'd said to her. She laughed breathlessly, quietly, as Sam continued plowing her pussy. "Damn, J.J., you're fine," she muttered. I grinned at them and sat on the edge of the bed to pull off my stinky socks. The bed was quaking under me from the force of their fucking, but I managed to lean back a bit as I peeled my socks off, making contact with Leda's naked flank and Sam's thigh. The moist heat emanating from them made my hard cock pulse, and pre-cum started leaking down the shaft. When my skin made contact with theirs it seemed to send a shock through their bodies. They both sighed and hissed in their breath, and suddenly hands were touching me and pulling me towards them. Leda got off Sam, exposing her pretty little cunt to me, the cleft wet and slimy-looking. Sam's dick was shiny and throbbing, anxious to sink into his sister's pussy again. As I made a move to lay down, Leda leaned over Sam's groin and wrapped her luscious lips around the head of my dick. Her tongue swiped up the pre-cum streaming from my cock, and the sensation, along with the image, almost made me cum involuntarily. I pushed her head off my dick and chuckled, then leaned over and filled her mouth with my tongue. Sam reached behind me and stuck a finger up my ass. Leda couldn't see what was happening, and I started whining in her mouth as Sam finger-fucked my hole. I broke away from kissing Leda and stretched myself out next to Sam. "Ride my dick, baby," I whispered to Leda, holding my stiff cock straight in my fist so she could lower herself onto it. She glanced at Sam, then at me, then back at Sam again. I could sense that she was feeling weird about this, deciding whether or not to fuck her dad, even though we had never had a true father-daughter relationship. "Go on, dude, I dare you. You'll love it," Sam said to her. Leda widened her eyes, smiled at us, shrugged, then straddled me and sat on my cock. As I sank into her sweet cunt, I couldn't help but stare at it. A sparse covering of blond pubic hair nearly glowed between her legs. Her pussy lips were sucking my dick as I plowed into her. I marveled at the incredible sensation of my daughter's vagina on the tender flesh of my cock. "Sweet fuckin' Jesus," I moaned, "this is the best pussy I've ever had, baby-girl!" "Better than Mom's?" Sam asked. "Helluv," I answered. Leda giggled and leaned down to kiss me. The feel of her tongue in my mouth made me fuck her harder. I sucked on it and wrestled her tongue with mine. From the way the kids were behaving, I could tell that they were both high on Molly. Before I was ready to unload, I said, "Give Sam another turn, sweetie; I want to watch you two do it." She unimpaled herself from my cock and moved over to lay between me and Sam. Now flat on her back, my hands roamed over her sweaty body, fingering her pussy and tweaking her nipples. Sam was doing the same, touching her all over and spreading her legs farther apart. Sam sat up and clambered over her until he was able to aim his cock at her cunt. When he slid in I got a potent whiff of well-fucked pussy, along with Sam's ever-present sweat stink. As he found his rhythm and started pistoning in and out of her developing vagina, I watched Sam's face as his fuck-lust rose to a frenzied pitch. His expression was incredibly sexy -- a deranged, aggressively dominant look that made my dick throb all the harder. He looked like a young god, full of power and a relentless determination. I started kissing Leda and then sucked on her neck and shoulder until they were bruised. I laughed and said, "Better think up a good story for Mom!" The kids didn't even hear me and gave no response, continuing to trash talk to each other. "You like the way I fuck you, bitch?" Sam rasped out. "Yeah, you do it good..." Leda muttered. "I'm gonna fuckin' get you pregnant, cunt," Sam hissed at her. "Fuck you, asshole," Leda barked back. I wanted to get behind Sam and slide my aching prick up his shithole, fucking him while he fucked Leda. But I knew better than to reveal that side of our relationship to my daughter. I wanted to keep that part secret between Sam and myself. He did, too. I gently pushed Sam off Leda, and as he rolled off her I swung my legs over her and straddled her chest. "Suck my dick," I snarled. "Wash those sweaty balls with your tongue first." She did as I told her, greedily lapping away at my smelly nuts. I reached behind me and slid a few fingers into her cunt. Nice and wet. When I withdrew my hand, I smelled them and then shoved them under her nose. "Smell how good your pussy is," I told her. "There's nothing like the scent of young cunt. Now lick `em. That's right, baby. Suck your juicy pussy off my fingers. Damn, girl, you're a hot fuck!" The Molly had caused Leda to lose her inhibitions, and the girl sucked my cock like a true slut. As she bobbed up and down on my dick, Sam was fisting his dick so fast it was a blur. I quickly reversed my position so that my ass was inches away from Leda's face. I backed up a bit and said, "Lick my asshole, baby. Smell it and stick your tongue up it as far as you can." Leda let out a long groan. Whether from disgust or from excitement I didn't know and cared less. All I knew was that I had to feel my daughter's hot, squirming tongue inside my hairy asshole. She burrowed in and flicked her tongue all over it, then inserted it inside me as I pushed backward so she could go even deeper. "Fuck, that's hot. Yeah, eat his asshole, bitch," Sam said. "You like that? You like the taste of my fuckin' shithole, don't you. Yeah, that's right. Get it all nice and spitty, you pretty, little slut," I mumbled. And then I plunged my face into her crotch. Moist heat blasted my cheeks as I chowed down on her tender cunt, sloppily kissing it and rubbing my nose through her pubes. Suddenly I needed to fart and without any warning I let it rip right in her face. Sam snorted and cackled like a bully, but Leda pulled her mouth back from my hole and tried to turn her head away. I got off her chest and turned to lay down on top of her, holding my stiff cock in my hand and thwacking it against her cunt before plunging in. She seemed so little under me, so tiny, and as I started fucking the thought that she was only 13 made me fuck faster, harder. All too soon, with that tell-tale tingling, I could feel my slapping balls get ready to erupt and I yelped out that I was going to cum. Sam had placed his feverish, sweaty hand on my hairy ass, pushing hard as I bucked into her pussy. The feel of it sent me over the edge, and I unleashed a cataract of hot semen inside her. Leda's legs were wrapped around me, and when I came and spasmed hard against her, she tightened their grip and held me in place. I pumped out so much cum that I could feel it running out of her pussy and flowing down my hairy balls. When I got off her, the sight of my little girl, thoroughly ravished and dripping cum from her pummeled cunt onto Sam's sheets, made me want to lick and suck it out of her. But it was Sam's turn to blow his load in his little sister, and I knew he loved fucking in my cum. "Go on, bro, top `er off," I said to him. Leda smiled and spread her legs wide, inviting her brother to fuck her. Sam was on her in a flash. Leda was rubbing the back of Sam's hairy legs with her feet, and her hands were entwined in his mop of hair. They were whimpering, whining, as they made-out like long-lost lovers reunited. It was obvious that they were totally turned on by each other, just as much as I was by them both. "C'mon, bro, give her your babies. Fill `er up, fucker," I said to Sam. I was suddenly seized with an absolute certainty that one of us had gotten Leda pregnant. I started laughing a dirty-minded chuckle that got louder and more raucous. I imagined that Sam's cum had mixed with mine, and that together we had made a baby. Sam suddenly reared up to support himself on his extended arms, seconds before he dumped his full bags of seed in Leda's fertile rut. Leda was screaming in ecstasy, a sound I'll never forget: a shrill, little-girl scream, definitely not a woman's scream. There was no fear in it, just a ravenous hunger and wild abandon. Sam and I both let out a low, perverted moan when we heard it. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK, FUCK!" Sam roared out, and then convulsed so hard and so many times, that it looked like he was being electrocuted. Leda was nearly shrieking, simultaneously. Their voices rang in my ears with primal delight, reveling in our shared depravity. When Sam's ass stopped bucking hard, slowed down to a leisurely pumping, and then came to rest, he let out a huge sigh, uncunted, and rolled off his sister. A thick rope of cum attached to his cock head pulled away from Leda's sloppy cunt a good 8 inches before it let loose and dripped down onto the sheet. Sam reared back onto his knees and surveyed the beautiful mess we'd made of Leda. My daughter was slowly writhing still, her fingers now inside her over-flowing pussy, bringing herself to another earth-shaking orgasm. She looked incredibly sensuous and wasted, and when she came her back arched so high off the bed I thought her spine would break. Once our heads had cleared a bit and we were passing a bong back and forth, Sam asked Leda if she felt like she'd gotten pregnant. She just giggled like a little girl, and said, "I don't know what that's supposed to feel like, dork. I feel tired and drained, like I just played a hard game of soccer." She sat up and climbed over me to get off the bed. "I have to shower before I go home. Get me a towel, dude," she said to Sam. "A clean one!" she added. Sam got up and went to get her a towel after he turned the shower on. While he was out of the room, I said, "That was so much fun, baby. Did you enjoy yourself?" At first, she wouldn't look at me directly, but I could see that she was blushing and smiling. "Yeah. A lot. I loved it," she answered. "Don't tell Mom, OK? Ever." I just laughed and said, "Why on Earth would I ever tell Mom? Of course, I won't!" She smiled and looked at me. Then her brow furrowed a bit and she glanced away. "You know she's got a boyfriend, right?" "Who has? Mom??" I asked. Leda nodded. "A few, actually." It took me by surprise, and I fell silent for a moment as it registered. But then I let out a long, loud laugh. I was actually glad to hear this news. "Wow. Well, that's cool. Does Sam know?" "I don't think so. I don't know. I haven't told him," she said. "Do I know any of the dudes?" I asked, a smile on my face. "No, they're guys from Mom's work. Three different guys," Leda offered. "Well, good for her," I said, surprised but happy that Jenny was fucking other guys, not depending on me for regular sex when my interests were elsewhere. Leda looked surprised but curious and amused by my reaction to her revelations. "Are you ever gonna move back in with us?" she asked. I stalled for a few seconds as I thought about it. "Well, yeah, honey. It's still my home, and I'm still married to Mom. But I'm gonna live with Sam as long as I can before I come back. It's fun living with him," I answered, almost honestly. Leda just nodded, like she completely understood. Leda really was a cool kid. I still felt like I didn't really know her, but she sure as hell turned me on. When Sam returned to the bedroom, Leda went off to take her shower and clean up before going home. I told Sam what Leda had told me about Mom's fucking three different guys. Sam got serious for a bit until he saw my reaction, how happy I was about it. Then he relaxed, joked and laughed about it, and told me I didn't ever have to go back home now. I said that nothing would change at home as far as I was concerned, and that seemed to please him. At 15, it's still important to have your family intact. But otherwise, Sam really couldn't have cared less. Leda had ridden her bicycle over to our place and was prepared to ride it back home. But if Leda really had gotten pregnant by us, I didn't want her to pedal home and risk disturbing whatever our cum and Leda's eggs might be doing. So we packed her bike into the truck and drove her home. On the drive back, Sam and I wondered if we had gotten Leda knocked-up. We even placed bets on whose cum impregnated her. In the end, we decided that if a baby came from our afternoon delight, we'd both be the father.