Date: Thu, 5 Jun 2014 13:52:57 -0700 (PDT) From: Tim Marsh Subject: Little Brother Chapter 2 ***This story is a work of complete fiction. None of the characters or situations depicted have ever happened. Enjoy! If you're reading this, then you are a Nifty reader. Please donate to help keep the Nifty archive going! If you like the story and would like to send feedback, email me at marsh1002@yahoo.com Emails containing attachments are automatically deleted without being opened. I get a lot of emails and I will respond if I have time. I love hearing your feedback, but use common sense. I have no problem reporting you.*** I never realized how much my parents were at the house until I wanted to fool around with my little brother nonstop. I wished they would just go out for a night again so that Josh and I could fool around for hours without worry of being caught. It was exciting sneaking in a touch here and there with him, but it got frustrating some times. One night after dinner, we were sitting in the living room watching t.v., Josh was next to me on the small sofa while Dad and Mom were on the larger one that had the recliners at both ends. I leaned over and whispered to Josh, "Do you want to try to sneak into my room tonight?" He smiled and nodded. I saw his finger tap his shorts a few times and I noticed that he had a boner pushing against the material. He pushed the material of his shorts against his skin more to make the outline of his hardon more noticeable. I glanced at Mom and Dad, seeing that they were focused on the television show. "Will you stick your tongue in me again?" I whispered. Josh nodded enthusiastically and I saw his fingers squeeze his little cock a couple of times. I decided to get up and go to my room and close the door, hoping Josh could sneak in so we could have fun again. We tried 'sneaking' the past couple of nights but it never seemed to work out because of how late Dad was up watching t.v. I waited on my bed with a blanket covering my naked waist as I fingered myself. It was getting late and I could hear Mom and Dad talking in the living room. If it was past 10:30pm I knew Josh would give up, since he usually went to bed pretty early. 10:30pm came and went, so I fingered myself as I imagined Josh's tongue probing my cunt again. I imagined holding his little head of hair as he worked to bring me to orgasm. I wanted to do so many more sexual things with my little brother because it was wrong. My thoughts went to Josh laying on top of me and fucking me like he did a few nights ago for the first time. In my mind he was fucking me hard, but this time Mom and Dad were watching us like they were evaluating how well we fucked. I had to rub myself real slow because I was getting close to making myself cum. I heard a knock om my bedroom door and I sat up a bit. I smiled and kept rubbing my pussy fast under the cover. "Come in." I said, as I waited for Josh's little head to pop in. The door opened and I picked up the pace on my cunt, hoping he would immediately be turned on when he saw how worked up I was getting. I jumped when I saw Dad open come into my room. "I'm sorry, Honey!" Dad said when he saw my hand moving fast under the blanket. It was clear what I was doing. He turned his head to look away from me and I stopped rubbing myself, but I didn't pull my hand away. I was stunned that Dad had just seen me, but it sent a jolt of ecstasy through me that was mixed with panic. "Sorry, Dad." I said. "It's okay, Honey. Everyone does it." He said, still looking away. There was a silent moment where I thought he was figuring out what to do next. Finally Dad asked, "I wanted to know if you needed lunch money for the rest of the week." His eyes stayed facing the wall, away from me. I sucked in a quick breath and tried to remember whether I had enough money for the week. I recalled having to skimp on lunch that morning so I told him that I could use some more money. "Okay." Dad said. He brought his wallet out of his pocket and brought out a twenty. He stepped closer to my bed and his eyes quickly went to my crotch, where I had both hands under the blanket. My legs were spread wide with my knees bent so that my feet were pressed together. Dad held out the twenty dollar bill and I looked down at my hands, wondering if it would be okay to take the bill with a hand that was 'down there'. "Oh..." Dad said, looking at my crotch again. "You don't have to take your hand out...errr...I mean away. Shit!" "I'm so sorry, Dad." I apologized again. "Don't say you're sorry." Dad told me. He nodded at my crotch and added, "You're doing what you need to. You're a growing girl." I was surprised at how well he was handling walking in on me. He seemed eager not to scare me away from pleasuring myself . I decided to see what would happen if I resumed fingering myself. Dad's eyes went right to my crotch when I continued. He gasped and averted his eyes again. "I'll just leave this on your desk here." He said as he set the money on my desk. His eyes went back to my crotch when I didn't respond. I was rubbing myself at a normal speed and I was letting out little moans. I loved that he could see me pleasuring myself. His eyes added a hot tickle to my already erotic tingle. His eyes lingered on me for a bit and I turned to look directly at him. "Thanks for not freaking out, Dad." I moaned. "Yeah. No problem." He said in a shaky voice. He lingered a bit, looking away and then back at my crotch again. "Just don't let your Mom see you doing that." "Why?" I asked. "She wouldn't understand." Dad answered. "Oh." I said with a labored breath. I had a pained expression on my face and I was fingering myself so hard that it was audible. "Just don't let her find out." He quickly added and then he left my room. I continued fingering myself, imagining my father stepping closer and putting his hand under the blanket to make me feel good. I started to cum as I pictured myself grabbing onto his hairy arm as he worked his big adult fingers into my cunt. I would call out 'Dad' as my pussy throbbed and gripped his rubbing finger. My body convulsed on my bed as I imagined sniffing Dad's cologne as he embraced my shuddering body. I made a lot of noise while I came and I wondered if maybe he was still standing outside my door listening to me cum. The next morning, as I was getting ready for school, I went into Josh's room to tell him what happened with Dad. He was grossed out that Dad had watched me masturbate. "Wouldn't it be neat to see what Dad looked like naked? Or if it was okay to do sex things when he was around?" I asked, feeling my pussy get wet. "I don't know!" Josh answered with an expression of disgust. "Think about what he would look like when he's cumming!" I said. "I bet he shoots a lot of cum." "Yeah. Probably." Josh said as he walked to open his bedroom door. I stopped him and I knelt down in front of him before he could open the door. "Close your eyes." I ordered him. He closed his eyes right away and I pulled down the elastic of his shorts and then took his little limp pecker in my fingers and began rolling it around. He began to get hard and his eyes opened but I told him to keep them shut. Now," I said quietly, "Imagine Dad is rubbing your dick right now." "What?" Josh asked, pulling away. I kept a firm grip on his little boner and he closed his eyes again. He let his backpack drop to the floor and I could tell he was really feeling good by how his legs tensed up. "Are you imagining Dad rubbing you?" I asked. Josh shook his head to say 'no' so I pulled my hand of of his cock. He opened his eyes and grabbed my hand to place it back on his dick. "I'll only do it if you imagine Dad masturbating you." I said firmly. "Fine!" Josh said as he closed his eyes again. I resumed rubbing his dick, but I was going slower. He was flexing his legs and pushing his hips forward repeatedly. "Do you want Dad to rub you faster?" I asked. Josh nodded his head and he thrust forward into my grip. "You have to ask him." I demanded. Josh was silent for a few moments so I slowed down. He tried to guide my hand to rub him faster, but I wouldn't. "Okay!" Josh huffed. "Dad, please rub it faster." I responded by picking up speed and Josh sighed loudly. He braced himself against the door that he was going to open moments ago. "Is Dad making you feel good?" I asked. Josh nodded again and his breathing was more intense. "Faster!" Josh ordered. "Ask Dad." I told him. "Rub me faster, Dad!" Josh quietly moaned. I rubbed him at top speed, seeing his knees almost give. He put his whole weight against the door, which made it click all the way shut. His young hands grabbed the elastic of his shorts and undies and he yanked them all the way down. I heard him say something but I couldn't make out what it was. "What?" I asked. "Dad." Josh said more clearly. He was quietly calling out for our Dad while he writhed in pleasure. He said it again, but this time it was a bit high pitched, like a squeak. His face strained and turned red. He started cumming and his body slammed against the door loudly. I shushed Josh and his body twitched and he let out a little moan with every jolt of his cock. He slowly slid down as I pumped his cumming dick. His eyes remained closed the whole time and I hoped he was thinking of Dad. Finally he laid limp on the floor as he tried to catch his breath. He gulped and pulled his shorts back up. "Did you like that?" I asked. "It was okay. It feels kind of bad though, thinking of Dad while I feel good." He admitted. "It's okay. He won't know unless you tell him. Didn't it make it feel even better, thinking of him?" "Yeah. I guess it did, a little." He said. It looked like Josh was going to try to leave the room again, but I stopped him one more time. "Can you rub me?" I pleaded. "But I might miss the buss." Josh said. "Then hurry!" I demanded as I pulled my shorts and panties down. Josh's little fingers reached between my legs and felt him explore the hot, wet folds of my pussy. The smell was wonderful. It smelled like sex. "I'm going to imagine Dad touching me while you do it." I told him as I closed my eyes. I felt Josh's index finger push into my pussy and find the spot that I liked so much. I moaned aloud and he shushed me. "Use your tongue, Dad." I said. I spread my legs and felt Josh's forehead press against my crotch. His tongue pushed forward into my slit and I let slip a quiet yelp.I held his soft head of hair as I pulled his head closer. The texture of his tongue worked my cunt back and forth and it felt amazing. "Daddy." I whispered. "Josh?" Dad called out from the hallway. We both jumped when we hear him. I pulled my shorts back up and rushed to button my fly again. Josh stood up and mashed his small erection down with the palm of his hand. There was a quick knock on Josh's door and then it opened. Dad poked his head in to see both of us there. "You're going to be late for the bus, Josh." Dad said. Mom was in the living room, probably getting ready to leave for work. I heard her ask what the hold up was, but Dad was silent as he looked from Josh to me. I could see his nostrils flair as he sniffed the room. We were busted! Josh hurried past Dad, out of the room. Dad's eyes lingered on me and I could tell that he was probably putting all of the pieces together as to what was going on. "I was just helping Josh get his school work together." I tried as an excuse. Dad didn't look like he believed me and I saw his eyes dart to look at my crotch and then to look me in the eyes. He never said another word as I walked out of the room and left the house for school. The next two days were awkward because Dad hardly said a word to me. Josh and I agreed to play it safe until Mom and Dad left to go out with their friends on Friday night. I could feel Dad's eyes on me when he thought I wasn't paying attention. I wondered what he was thinking. I decided to do some snooping. As I replayed the events of the 'lunch money incident' in my head, I recalled Dad lingering in the room perhaps a bit longer than he should have. I wondered if maybe he liked what he saw when I was masturbating. It was right after I got home from school and Josh was in his room. Mom had just gotten home and she was getting dinner ready. I went into Mom and Dad's room and pulled Dad's laptop out of his desk in their bedroom. I opened the internet browser and clicked the 'Web History' button. A list of web site names came up, but none of them were anything naughty. There were links to his work email, some links to realty sites, which is normal since he builds houses. There was nothing out of the ordinary. I kept having to check to make sure Mom was keeping busy in the kitchen and she was. Finally, I opened the default media player on his computer. The program opened and I clicked on the tab to show the most recent media that had been played. The video names that were listed were almost gibberish and I figured that they were just work videos, until I clicked on one of them. The video that started to play was one of a girl laying on a bed. She looked like she was a little older than me and she was getting her pussy licked by an older woman. The older woman looked like she was too old, like a grandma. The older woman had gray hair and a lot of wrinkles. I closed that video and opened the next one on the list. This video made my jaw drop. It was a girl who was a little younger than me and she was fingering herself as she sat on a sofa. The girl's eyes were half closed like she was really making herself feel good . A man came into the scene and he pushed her hand away from her pussy. He quickly put his face in her pussy and started eating her out. The girl looked like she was half-trying to push his head away, but he persisted. 'Daddy, wait.' The girl said, but he acted like he didn't hear her. I looked at the folder directory for where the video was stored. It looked like Dad named a folder with gibberish numbers and letters and put it deep into a directory of folders where he thought no one would look. I went straight to that folder and saw that there were a few dozen videos and several folders with photos in them. Some folders had grown women in them, but a lot of the folders had pictures of girls around my age engaged in various sexual poses. I noticed one folder labeled 'incest' I saw that it contained hundreds of 3d rendered images of family members naked or having sex. Some of the images had a brother and sister who looked like they were around Josh's age or younger. My pussy was hot and wet again and I wished I had more time to stimulate it while I looked at the images in Dad's folders. I knew that either Dad would be home soon, or Mom might come in the room and find me. I glanced at a few of the images, finding some orgy cartoons with a whole family, including very young siblings. Dad likes incest! I closed everything and then went to my room to finger myself like crazy as I recalled those images. I wasn't just remembering the images, I was thinking of Dad jacking off as he looked at them. It was clear why Dad lingered longer than he should have while I masturbated. I was like one of his videos of some daughter making herself feel good. Normally when I masturbate during the day, I stay fully clothed, but this time, I was hoping that Dad or Josh would come in and find me, naked and writhing in ecstasy. It would even be hot to have Mom walk in on me while I felt that good. I was so turned on that I considered opening my door while I masturbated. I have a way of taking too big of a risk when I'm turned on, but I was able to talk myself into leaving the door shut, but masturbating in the middle of my bedroom floor while completely naked. I got on my hands and knees and pushed my butt up high in the air was I fingered myself. The hot waves of pleasure were greater as I imagined some one walking in and seeing me like that on the floor. The image that ignited my orgasm was one where Mom would come in and start yelling at me as I pleasured myself. In the fantasy, I wouldn't listen to and she would start spanking my naked butt, which would make me start cumming. I wasn't sure why that image make me cum so hard, but it worked. There I was, on the floor, gritting my teeth as I groaned involuntarily with every wave of my orgasm. Of course, no one came into my room while I had my orgasm. I cleaned myself up as I did after every good cum, but this time I was exhausted. When I got dressed, I had to force myself to get up and move around like normal again. I went into the living room where Josh was sitting on the couch watching t.v. Mom was standing just inside the living room, by the doorway to the kitchen. She did that when she was keeping an eye on something she was cooking in the kitchen. They were watching some documentary on Egyptian pyramids or something. When Mom popped back into the kitchen, I whispered to Josh, "Guess what I found." "What?" Josh asked. "Incest videos and pictures on Dad's computer." I said as I leaned close to Josh. "What's that?" Josh asked. "It's what we've been doing! It's family members having sex." I said, as I watched his expression. "Oh!" Josh said with wide eyes. "He likes that stuff?" "Yes!" I answered. "That's probably why he didn't freak out when he caught me in my room." "Oh. Do you think he thinks about us?" Josh inquired with a look of disgust. "I hope so." I said. "Serious?" He with wide eyes. "You really would like it if Dad jacked off and thought about you or me?" "Yes!" I answered, as I rubbed my crotch a few times. Josh rolled his eyes and sat back as he resumed watching his show. I was getting turned on again, but I was able to hold off on pleasuring myself again, since Mom kept coming back into the living room to watch the show. When Dad came home, he didn't look at me, but he went to change into non-work clothes. He came back into the living room and sat in the recliner end of the big couch. Mom brought him a beer and told him that dinner would be ready in a bit. There was an awkward silence in the room as Josh kept staring at Dad, probably thinking about what I had told him about the stuff on the computer. Dad had his eyes fixed on the t.v. And he kept quiet, which felt strange since he normal asked us how school was. Without even touching myself, my pussy was getting hot as I recalled the nasty incest videos of little daughters pleasuring themselves for Daddy. There was no doubt that Dad liked incest and it was turning me on. In the living room there was a big couch with a recliner at each end and that's where Mom and Dad sat every night. There was another smaller couch at a ninety degree angle to the big couch where Josh and I usually sat. Josh was sitting next to me on the smaller couch while Dad had his feet up on the recliner on the big couch. I knew I was in his peripheral vision so I pushed my hand into my shorts. Josh's eyes were wide again and he smacked my arm to get me to stop, but I kept on going. I was rubbing my clit pretty fast and I could see Dad's eyes were wide too. "Honey, remember what I said about your mom seeing you?" He quietly said as he leaned in my direction. "I'll stop if she starts walking this way." I whispered back. I spread my legs a little and started fingering myself with hard smacking strokes. It felt amazing knowing that Josh and Dad were watching me. "Are you okay with this, Josh?" Dad asked. Josh shrugged his shoulders and kept his eyes on the t.v. I could tell he was freaking out. "Maybe you should wait to do that, Honey. When it's safer...you know?" Dad cautioned me. "Okay. But can I do it just a little bit more?" I asked. Dad leaned to peek into the kitchen and then he looked right at me and nodded. I began rubbing myself super fast, loving that two people were watching me. I was letting out quiet gasps as I rolled my hips against my fingers. Dad's eyes were fixed on my crotch, but I saw him glance at Josh a couple of times. Josh was watching me, but he had his legs pulled against him and his chin was resting on his knees. I heard Mom walking close so I quickly yanked my hand out of my shorts. She didn't come into the living room, but she could have. Dad let out a long sigh of relief and he looked back at me. My eyes went to the doorway to the kitchen to see if Mom was coming out. I heard Mom taking out plates and silverware from drawers in the kitchen, which meant she would keep busy as she set the table in the kitchen. "Can I do it a little more?" I asked Dad. "Be quick about it." Dad said as he sat up in his chair. I put my hand back in my shorts and resumed masturbating. I was really getting into it and my legs were twitching as I wiggled around in my seat. "You can do it too, Josh." I said, nudging his arm with my elbow. Josh never stopped looking at my crotch as he shook his head to say 'no'. He wrapped his arms around his knees, hiding the bottom half of his face as he watched me. "You can learn a lot about girls by watching Trisha." Dad said to Josh. Josh kept silent as he nodded his head quickly. I was hoping Josh would put his hand in his shorts and start masturbating with me. I bet Dad would have love that. "I'm glad you don't mind me doing this." I said as I looked Dad in the eyes. "There's nothing wrong with it. Make it feel as good as you can." I took Dad's advice and began jabbing my fingers into my pussy. I was moaning and leaning forward a little. "Rub me, Josh." I urged him. Josh's eyes went wide and he shook his head. I used my free hand to pull my shorts and panties down so my pussy was showing. "Please?" I begged Josh. Josh watched me. He appeared scared as he looked from Dad to me. I think he was contemplating doing it, but was too fearful to take the chance. "It's okay, Josh. You can do it, but you have to be quick." Dad said with a shaky voice. I knew Josh wasn't going to do it so I continued rubbing my cunt as fast as possible. Suddenly I felt Josh's hand push mine away. I moved my hand away quickly, feeling Josh's fingers find my clit like he's done before. I heard Dad gasp as he watched me get fingered by my little brother. I opened and closed my legs, squeezing them against Josh's hand as he pleasured me. "Do you like that, Josh?" Dad asked. I could see that Dad was breathing excitedly as he watched us. Josh nodded his head to tell Dad that he was liking fingering me and I noticed Josh's hand start rubbing his own little bulge in his shorts. "Whoa." Dad breathed. Josh quickly yanked his hand out from my crotch when he heard a dish fall into the sink in the kitchen. At the same time, I rushed to pull my shorts back up. I noticed Dad's hands move to cover the large bulge in his pants. Of course, we were safe, but it startled us all. I kept my shorts pulled up and I reached my hand over to find the tiny boner in the material of Josh's shorts. He didn't fight me as I rubbed his rock hard cock. His legs flexed and lifted off the couch. I rubbed him faster and I saw his pained expression as he bucked his hips against my rubbing hand. Josh was cumming and I didn't slow down even when he pressed his legs together. He was grunting and his body flinched with every dry shot of cum that his dick tried to shoot. His face was red and he leaned in my direction as his body spasmed and I held him against me. "Did that feel good, little buddy?" Dad asked. I was still massaging his little cock as his orgasm eased. He nodded his head and it looked like he might fall asleep. I felt a jolt of ecstasy when I noticed Dad's hand squeezing the lump in his pants. "Do it, Dad." I urged him on. He squeezed his dick repeatedly and I went back to pleasuring myself. Dad and I were masturbating together and it felt amazing. "Wash your hands, guys! Dinner is ready!" Mom called out from the kitchen. I yanked my hand out of my shorts again, but I noticed that Dad was still squeezing his dick. I buttoned my shorts and watched as Dad pushed his hips up and moved his hands away so I could see the tent in his pants with a wet spot at the top. I smiled at him and then he pushed his boner down and told us to go wash our hands for dinner. Dinner was very quiet as Josh, Dad and I avoided eye contact or exchanged awkward glances at each other. Mom commented about how quiet everyone was, but Dad said everyone looked a little tired. I agreed with Dad, saying that I was worn out from school that day. We ate quickly and then Josh and I washed the dishes while Mom and Dad cleared the table. The dishwasher had been broken for a few months so this became a nightly routine. "That was fun, huh?" I whispered to Josh at the sink. "I guess." He mumbled. "You guess? That was incredibly hot!" I said under my breath. "Also, we don't have to hide sex from Dad anymore." "Oh yeah." Josh said. "I guess it was good." I shook my head wondering why Josh wasn't getting as excited about Dad as I was. I asked him about it but he just said that it was weird. I was on the left at the sink scrubbing the dishes and the Josh would rinse and then dry each one. Dad came up behind me and said that Mom had gone to use the restroom. He pressed himself against me as he wrapped his arms around my front to hug me close. This is something that Dad has done before, but this time I could feel his boner poking into my back. "Can I come tuck you into bed tonight?" Dad said into my ear. I nodded my head to say 'yes' and then I pushed my back against his cock. Dad moaned and hugged me tighter. "Do you want me to tuck you in tonight, Josh?" Dad asked. Josh shrugged and said, "No thank you." "Do you think I could see it again?" Dad asked as he moved his hands to rub just above my crotch. "Sure." I answered. Dad moved back and I turned around to face him. I quickly unbuttoned my shorts and then I pulled them down to my ankles along with my panties. I lifted my shirt so Dad and Josh could get a good look. Dad let out a long and shaky sigh as he leaned in to look at my pussy. Josh moved closer too and I could see that he was hard again. "Can I see yours?" I asked, looking at Dad's crotch. "Of course!" He answered. I took a deep breath as I watched him fumble to undo his fly. Finally Dad pulled his pants and his boxers down and his massive cock flopped out, leaking a long strand of precum. "Wow." Josh gasped. "I never saw it hard before." "It's so big!" I said. Dad wiped the precum off of the tip of his long cock that looked to be about eight inches or so. It was thick in the middle with the head looking like it was almost too small in comparison to the shaft. His balls were covered with thick dark hair and they looked like basketballs compared to Josh's little pea sized nuts. "Let's see yours." Dad said to Josh. Josh gulped and it looked like he wasn't going to do anything, but then he quickly pulled his shorts and undies down. "Not as big as yours." Josh said. "It's okay. I think it's perfect." Dad told him. I reached my hand out and pulled Dad's pants down a bit. "Can I hold it?" I asked Dad. "Of course." Dad answered, stepping closer to me. I put my hand, palm up, under his bouncing cock and held it. The weight and the heat of Dad's dick was something like I'd never felt before since I had only ever touched Josh's small dick. I wrapped my fingers around the shaft and Dad let out a shaky sigh in response. My hand moved back and forth to gently pump his massive cock and I felt it flex and grow more. My other hand cupped Dad's walnut sized balls and I felt Dad shudder. "You don't know how much I've wanted you to do this." Dad said. I grabbed his cock with both hands and began stroking his shaft faster. Josh came closer and reached one hand out to touch Dad's nuts. Dad moaned as we both touched him and he tensed his body as he jutted his cock out at us. We heard the toilet flush down the hall which meant Mom would be coming out soon. Dad pulled away but I held on. "Stop!" Dad urged me. "Your Mom will be out of the bathroom soon!" It took great effort to pull my hands off of Dad's dick, but I finally did it. We were all pulling out clothes back on when Dad asked if we wanted him to tuck us in before bed. Josh and I eagerly nodded our heads and before Dad left the kitchen, he placed a hand on each of our crotches and fondled us. Dad left quickly after getting to touch us for a bit. "Told you sex stuff with Dad would be fun." I said to Josh. We finished washing the dishes and then we did our normal couch potato thing in the living room. I could tell that Mom was the only one who was really focused on the television. Josh and Dad kept looking at me and we were having a silent communication that clearly said that we were horny. At around nine o'clock Josh went to his room and I went to my room shortly after. It was early for us, but we were all pretty worked up. I got in my bed with a blanket covering my naked bottom half, but I left my night shirt on without my bra. I tried to read my book but all I could do was think about Dad's huge dick as I pumped it. Eventually my hand went to my pussy and I slowly rubbed my clit, teasing myself as I waited for Dad to come in. I could hear Mom and Dad in the living room talking about everyday stuff. It felt like an eternity before I heard Mom walking down the hall to their bedroom. I heard her turn on the shower in the master bedroom and I knew that was Dad's cue. I listened and heard Dad knock on Josh's door. After a moment I heard Josh's door open and the close quietly. I was hoping that Dad was going to bring Josh to my room so we could all have fun together, but he didn't. It didn't take even ten minutes for Dad to leave Josh's room and I wondered if Josh freaked out and decided not to do anything with Dad. I felt my pulse race as I heard the quiet knock on my door. I immediately kicked off my blanket to let my naked bottom half show and I said, "Come in." Dad came into the room and I could see his boner making a tent in his pants. My hand went back to my pussy and I resumed masturbating as Dad's eyes fixed on my crotch. I waved Dad over to my bed and he quickly knelt beside my bed to watch my finger moving in and out of my pussy. "What happened to Josh?" I asked. Dad answered, "He started cumming almost as soon as my mouth touched his little dick." I rubbed myself faster when Dad said that. I noticed him rubbing at the bulge in his pants and I asked him if I could see it again. Dad smiled, opened the fly and the pulled his boxers down to let his giant hardon out. There was a lot of precum dripping from the head of his cock and I reached out to swirl it around. Dad flinched at my touch but I kept doing it, even as he tried to pull my hand away. "I have to hurry, Honey." Dad said quietly. "Okay." I answered and pulled my hand away. "What do you feel comfortable doing?" Dad asked. I grabbed the base of his cock and shook it, which made it wobble. "I want this inside of me." I almost growled. Dad gasped and he stood to pull his pants all the way off as he kicked his shoes onto the carpet. "Are you sure?" Dad asked in a shaky voice. "Yes!" I said. Dad slapped both hands on my hips and moved my whole body on the bed so that my crotch was right in front of his dick. I pulled my night shirt over my head as Dad positioned himself to fuck me. He guided the head of his cock against my pussy lips and I moaned in response. He moved the head of his cock back and forth along my slit, making us both moan. I opened my legs wide as Dad began to press the head against my cunt as he pushed forward. Moans escaped through my barred teeth as I felt the full width of Dad's cock push my pussy open wider. I let slip a loud yelp, but Dad stopped me by putting his hand on my mouth. It hurt as he continued to push into me, but it also felt good. Dad left his hand covering my mouth to stifle every groan that escaped. He was in control and he pressed his cock forward without regard for the pain. I let Dad do it until finally, his cock couldn't push any further. Dad was about half way inside of me when he pulled his hand off of my mouth. He rested a hand on each side of my head to prop himself up, over me. Slowly he moved his massive dick out and then in again, which felt amazing. I placed my hands on Dad's hips, pulling him against me. "Do you remember where you learned to masturbate?" Dad moaned. "No." The question was odd, but I was more focused on the feel of his cock. "I've just always been able to make myself feel good." I said. "I taught you to masturbate when you were very little." Dad said as he carefully guided his cock out of me just enough so he didn't slip out. "I don't remember that." I told him. "You were around three years old and I was giving you a bath." Dad said as he slowed down on his fucking. "You liked it when I rubbed you there and you started to do it yourself. I would just watch you until you came for the first time. But one day your mom walked in and caught me watching you. That's why she's so sensitive about sex stuff." I wrapped my legs around Dad and said, "Whoa!" I pulled him against me and I felt his cock stab at me causing great pleasure. "Then, one day I made you cum really hard as I rubbed my dick head against your tiny pussy." Dad told me as he picked up the speed of his thrusts. "Fuck me, Dad!" I moaned. He moved down so that he was resting on his elbows and we were almost face to face. He kissed my forehead and I hugged him against me as he pounded my pussy. The slapping noise as Dad fucked me was pretty loud. If anyone was in the hallway, they would hear us, but I didn't care. Dad's moans were getting louder and he was fucking me fast and hard. Finally Dad said, "Honey, I'm gonna cum." I wrapped my legs around him tight and told him that I wanted him to do it inside of me. I immediately felt him slow down and then pull away, but only slightly. "I'm not wearing a condom!" Dad said urgently. "Don't pull out!" I demanded. I saw Dad's face turn red and he looked like he was in pain, but I knew he started cumming. I couldn't hold him against me and he pulled out, sending a stream of white over my head and onto my wall. The next shot of cum went above my head too, but the rest of the stream landed on me and I could feel the heat of it. Another shot of hot cum hit my left tit and it felt like being strayed with a squirt cum. Dad hunched over me as he pumped the remaining jets of cum onto my stomach and my pussy. Finally Dad collapsed on top of me, but then he pulled back to sit on the floor. "Did you cum, baby?" Dad asked between breaths. "No." I answered as I played with the puddle of cum in my belly button. Dad got on his knees again and he placed his face at my crotch. "Ready?" He asked. I nodded and smiled as I watched his face come closer to my pussy. He grabbed a hold of my legs and put them over his shoulders. Next I felt a jolt of ecstasy as he ran the tip of his tongue across my clit. My hands grabbed the cover under me and I writhed around on the bed trying not to scream because of the immense stimulation. When I felt Dad's tongue push forward to fit all the way into my pussy, I moaned loudly. He began fucking my pussy with his tongue and it didn't take long to send me over the edge. "I'm cumming, Dad!" I said loudly. Dad was eating me out super fast, making moaning and lapping sounds like he was hungry. My whole body tensed as I grabbed Dad's hair to pull his face against me. He never stopped moving his tongue as I shook with every wave of the hottest orgasm that I have ever experienced. Every time my pussy contracted both Dad and I moaned together. As the contractions lessened, our moans got quieter until it was too sensitive to have Dad lick me. I pulled away from Dad but he wanted to keep going. I let him lick me for a little more but then he pulled off on his own. I laid on my bed catching my breath as Dad hurried to get dressed. He kissed me on the forehead again and I kissed him on the cheek. I made him promise that we would do it again soon and he agreed. ***This story is a work of complete fiction. None of the characters or situations depicted have ever happened. Enjoy! If you like the story and would like to send feedback, email me at marsh1002@yahoo.com Emails containing attachments are automatically deleted without being opened. I get a lot of emails and I will respond if I have time. I love hearing your feedback, but use common sense. I have no problem reporting you.***