Date: Fri, 2 Jun 2006 08:12:16 EDT From: LuvlyLexy43@aol.com Subject: Trained by Daddy---MM/F Bisexual, Incest If incest or forced sex disturbs you, please read no further. Any questions or remarks are welcomed. Enjoy! At sixteen years old, Jenna was a serious student and active in many extracurricular activities including volleyball, the school newspaper, drama club, student council, and debate team. She had little time for boyfriends and done little more than make out with guys from school. She wistfully listened to girl friends' stories about their sexual encounters. Many of her friends had lost their virginity years ago. She felt left out but was happy with her innocent and busy life. Unlike many of her friends, she had a 4.0 grade point average and had already chosen the college she wished to attend. She was a very attractive girl with long reddish brown hair and sparkling green eyes and wisps of freckles splashed across her pale face. Her body was lean and toned from her active life with smallish breasts and shapely hips. Her mother and father had divorced when she was three years old and she and her older brother, Tom, who was seventeen, lived with their mother and went every other weekend to stay with their father. Their mother had remarried, their father had not. He spent most of their time together drinking and sitting on the couch watching TV. He reeked of alcohol and rarely bathed, shaved or changed his clothes. Tom and Jenna would visit and try to cheer him up, get him out of his depression, but he barely paid any notice. Tom was all for giving up on him and cease their visitations but Jenna insisted that their visits helped him. He tagged along only to look out for his younger sister, afraid of what their depressive, alcoholic father might do. His fears proved too true. One weekend, Jenna was sleeping in her father's guest bedroom while Tom slept on the couch. She felt the sag in the bed as someone sat next to her sleeping body. She stirred slowly, trying to make out if it was her dad or Tom. She didn't have to see, the smell alone proved it was her father. "What's up, Dad?" she asked him sleepily, grinding the sand from her eyes. "Just wanted some alone time with my baby girl," he murmured. He reached out and rubbed her shoulder through her t-shirt. "You know I love you, right, kiddo?" he asked. His voice was soft and gentle, as if she were a little girl and not sixteen. "Of course. I love you too," she told him. She was happy at the affection. Her father never touched her or said he loved her. Feeling his heavy, warm hand rubbing her shoulder, she wanted to purr like a kitten. She had craved for this kind of fatherly attention for so long. But his rubbing became more of a caressing and started down the length of her arm. She started to fall back asleep, unaware of any sinister intentions he might have. Her eyes shot open again when she felt his hand on her breast. He had reached up under her t-shirt. He was toying with her nipple and it had grown hard, unaccustomed to touch. "Dad, what are you doing?" she asked, alarmed. She began to sit up. "Shhhh, it's okay, honey," he assured her. She could see his teeth gleaming in the pale light provided by the moon. He pushed her shoulders back so she lay down again. "It's time I teach you what daddies should teach." His hand went back to teasing her nipple. "It feels good, doesn't it?" He lifted the t-shirt over her head gently. "No, Dad, this is wrong. Please stop," she told him. She tried sitting up again but this time he used his body to block her. He leaned over her face. "Ever kissed a man before, honey?" His jello-ish lips came down on hers. She felt revulsion as she tasted the beer and liquor on his breath. She jerked to get away. Tearing her lips away, she forcibly said, "Stop this second, Dad. I'm your daughter and this is wrong!" "Shhh, you'll wake Tom," he murmured, almost giddy. "You'll like this, just lay back and enjoy it." His hand was still twisting her nipple gently. He lowered his mouth to the other one and sucked on it greedily, cupping the meat of it with his other hand. "Such nice little breasts. Does it feel good when I suck on it?" he asked between mouthfuls. Jenna lay frozen, tears leaking from her eyes. This cannot be happening, she thought to herself. But she couldn't deny that her nipples were fully erect and waves of pleasure washed through her breasts. She was experiencing pleasure as never before, even when she ventured to explore herself late at night. Tingles shot down to her pussy and made her want to grind her hips. Still sucking on her nipple, he brought his other hand down between her legs. Through her pajama pants, he cupped her vagina and rubbed it gently. "Ever been touched down there?" "No," she stammered, frightened and aroused at the same time. "Mmm, you'll like it," he assured her. His hand went under the elastic waist of her pj's and found her hairy bush. "I'll teach you how to shave that, sweetie." His finger probed her virginal hole, finding it moist. His finger slid in easily. Jenna opened her mouth, surprised at how good it felt. But it was wrong, so wrong! But as he continued fingering her and sucking her nipple, she let go and began grinding her hips against his finger, helping him finger fuck her. It felt too good. She didn't care if it was wrong. "Oh yeah, baby girl. You like Daddy doing this, don't you?" he asked her lustfully. "Yes, Daddy. I want to feel you," she whispered. With that he stopped sucking and fingering in order to remove his bathrobe. He peeled her pj bottoms off her. He mounted her slowly, looking deep into her eyes. His hard cock nestled into her cunt hairs as he kissed her long and full on the mouth, this time meeting no resistance. Her hips jutted upwards, trying to find his cock with her hole. He smiled, victorious. He began probing her gently until his cockhead found its entrance. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, and moaned as his balls made contact with her ass. He was all the way inside and she felt great. "It hurts, Daddy," she whimpered. "You're a virgin," he said. "That's my good girl. Saving it for me." He pressed on, ignoring how her body tensed up from the pain. "Just try to relax. It will get better." It didn't get better. It hurt. Jenna cried silently as he thrust in and out, harder and faster. He grunted in his ecstasy, stopping to murmur into her hair. "Oh, that's a good baby girl. You love having your daddy fuck you." He pulled out and flipped her over onto her stomach. "This is how adults fuck. Let me show you." He lifted her ass cheeks and rammed his dick into her vagina again. She let out a cry of pain. He smacked her asscheek, humping her and letting his balls slap her noisily. "You like that. Tell me you like it," he said, no longer sweet. His voice was hard and cruel. When she didn't respond, he slapped her cheek again, harder. "Tell me." "I like it, Daddy," she cried. "You better get used to this. I'm going to fuck you all the time from now on. You're Daddy's baby girl." He moaned. "Oh, I'm gonna cum. You feel so fuckin' good and tight." She felt his cock become rigid and pulsating inside her. Her eyes were wide with terror. "No, I don't want to get pregnant!" she pleaded. But the jets of cum splashed her insides. She felt it gush. He lay inside her for a few moments before withdrawing slowly, rubbing her ass. "Oh damn you're a good fuck, baby," he told her. Jenna lay frozen, tears stained on her cheeks. She felt the cum ooze out of her raw, ravaged vagina. It was finally over. "Here, baby girl, I want you to taste my seed." Her father flipped her back over onto her back and crawled up to kneel over her face. "Put it in your mouth and suck it." It was still semi-hard and shiny with cum. She complied reluctantly, letting it slide through her lips. It tasted disgusting and salty. "That's a good girl," he told her. "Clean it up for Daddy." After a few moments he withdrew. "Can I go back to sleep?" she asked him. "Not yet, sweetie. You still have one more dick to take care of," he informed her. "What?" Her mind raced. "Tom," he said, smiling devishly. "I want you to go into the living room and suck him off while he sleeps." "No, Daddy, please. I don't want to," she begged. "Please, please, Daddy. This is so wrong." "Don't argue with Daddy," he warned, his voice growing hard again. He gripped her arm tightly, applying more and more pressure. She let out a small yelp. "Are you going to do it?" She didn't answer. He gripped harder. "Are you?" "Okay, okay," she relented, grimacing from the pain. "Good girl. Get up and go," he ordered. She rose naked from the bed, her father trailing behind her. She entered the living room where Tom lay sleeping, unaware of what was happening. She approached him and knelt on the floor beside the couch. Looking over her shoulder, she saw her father remain in the doorway, nodding his encouragement for her to continue. Jenna reached into her brother's boxers and pulled his dick out. It grew hard in a split second. She placed her mouth over the tip and licked the head. Tom moaned in his sleep. His hand reached out to the back of her head and pushed it further down on his cock. She felt it slip into the back of her throat. "Oh shit," he murmured, starting to rouse from sleep. "Mmm, that feels good." His eyes slowly opened into little slits. "Mmmm . . . Jenna?" He saw his little sister's head bobbing on the end of his dick. Confusion hit him for a second, but it felt too good to stop. He continued applying pressure to the back of her head to force her deeper onto his dick. "Oh fuck, keep sucking. Your mouth feels so good . . ." She tried her best to suppress her gag reflex. She wanted to vomit on his cock. He was forcing her to suck deeper and faster and she struggled to keep up. Jenna felt her father's hand rub her pussy from behind. He had crept up behind her. It was feeling so good, even with her soreness. It stung a bit at first but soon she felt her juices start oozing. She moaned on her brother's cock. "Ask him to fuck you," her father whispered. "Fuck me, Tom," she asked, sincere. Her father's hand felt so good. He was now awake and alert, his cock straining. He sat upright and pulled her to his lap, positioning her facing away from him. He sat her on his dick and pushed her down on him so he entered her in one stroke. Holding her hips, he raised her up and down, moaning. "You feel so good. Ah man, what did I do to deserve this? I had no idea you wanted this, Jenna," he whispered to her as she fucked up and down on top of him. Even though she was still very sore from her previous fuck from her father, it didn't hurt quite as bad. She was much more lubricated now from her father's cum and because she was riding him, she could control more how much of his cock entered her. "You feel good too, Tom," she told him, moaning. Her father was kneading her tits as she rode him. "Yeah, you like that, baby girl," her father said to her. "You're a cock slut now. Tell Tom what a cock slut you are." "Tom, I'm a cock slut," she told him. "Who's cock slut?" her father pressed. "My daddy's and brother's cock slut," she answered, working up and down on the cock. Her father presented his hard cock to her mouth and told her to suck it. She took the dick into her mouth and rubbed her tongue along the edges, engulfing it into her mouth. "That's a good baby girl," he moaned. "Suck that cock. Show me how much you want it." Tom raised her hips and began fucking her mercilessly from below. She could no longer do any work or keep any rhythm, could only allow her twat to be fucked. She continued nursing her father's cock, feeling it force itself down her throat. Her brother's cock was pulsing now. She could feel him approach his orgasm. "Oh fuck yeah. Take that cock," he said. "I'm gonna blow." His cum sprayed inside her. He grunted as he blew his load deep inside. She felt his cock jerk as it released the last of its juice. Her father's cock was twitching now too. He let his load loose in her mouth and she tried working her throat to swallow, but it was too much. Cum dribbled out of the corners of her mouth. They both released her and she collapsed on the floor. Semen dripped out of her pussy and mouth. "Mmm, I can't believe you wanted that, Jenna. I never knew . . . " Tom trailed off, bewildered. "She did the same to you, Dad?" he asked. The father nodded, smiling, satisfied. Jenna had never seen her dad look so happy. "We'll have to do it often," she said.