Daddy's Slut Girl Ch. 02

Guilt hung like a heavy storm cloud of low-lying fog throughout the house for a good month after the night I seduced daddy in our living room. Or at least I figured it had to be guilt on his part as the next three nights he didn't come home from work, and after that he simply avoided being around me by working in his study with the door locked when he did come home. So that we only saw each other at breakfast each day when we were fully clothed. As for me, well, at first I was hurt, but then I just figured that he needed a little time alone. So I started to spend more time swimming in the pool in the back yard, or working at my beauty parlor. I knew we both needed time to think this out before going any further. After all, we had both committed incest, and had both loved doing it with each other. Of course as incest is a socially unacceptable practice, not to mention against the law I indulged his moral dilemma for the next three weeks while planning my next move.

You can imagine my surprise then when I came home from work early one day, and found another woman in my domain, to be more precise, in my swimming pool frolicking around with MY daddy. Well, perhaps frolicking around is a rather harsh jealous wording for two people doing laps side by side. However things went decidedly down hill the moment I saw that it was my twin sister Heidi.

Heidi is a couple of minutes older than me, and we use to be friends in our childhood. That is until I confided in her about sneaking peeks at daddy when he was peeing. I'm sure she was the real reason dad started to lock the bathroom door from that moment on as she must have told mom what I'd said. In any event I blamed her, and our friendship ended as far as I was concerned at that point. I'd successfully managed to avoid her for the last six years thanks mostly to her moving to the other side of the country to go to Berkley.

We aren't identical twins in any way that I can see though dad says we're both alike in other ways. Her hair is a sun bleached blond color, and she has tits like a fucking cow, but she's still very beautiful, I'll give her that. I love her, she's the spitting image of our dead mother, but I also hate her, she's always been such a prude. However seeing her rise out of the water just in front of daddy in that blue French cut bikini that was basically just three tiny triangles had me spluttering green-eyed drool. The cloth barely covered her nipples, and molded to her slit.

"Look who's home Jill!" Daddy's voice rose to a high squeak at best as he followed her out of the pool to greet me.

"Well if it isn't the wandering Cow," I said sarcastically, "by the looks of you I'd say that you finally lost that prized hymen you valued so highly. And what's this? No wedding ring!"

"No," she replied, then gave me a peck on the right cheek, our way of being sisterly, and I pecked right back, "no wedding ring, but I do have three engagement rings. Does that count?

"Only if you're wearing them," I snapped back.

"Indeed, I'll show them to you later if you wish," and she actually cooed like a dove saying it. Leaving me standing there open mouthed, and with nothing else to say.

"Go ahead, and take your swim Jill," Daddy broke in, "Heidi and I will get started on dinner."

As there was nothing else to do, I leaped into the cool refreshing water then. But I could have sworn that as I dove in to the swimming pool I heard my sister's voice say: "Nice ass." It was so out of character for her that I came up out of the water spluttering, and coughing up half the pool before I could concentrate on doing my daily laps. As I completed each lap her words rang in my ears compelling me to wonder just whose ass she'd been commenting on, daddy's, or mine. And what was all that about showing me her three engagement rings if she didn't have them on her finger?

After finishing up my laps, I dried off, and wrapped my towel around my waist like a sarong to join them for dinner. Evidently I was in vogue as Heidi had done the same thing with her towel, and by then daddy was in polo shirt, trousers, and sandals helping her put the food on the table. A simple meal, salad, spaghetti, and meatballs, with a nice California Chianti to help ease the tension. With all of the breast meat staring dad in the face it was easy to understand why he had changed clothes. And for the first time since I'd sighted Heidi in the pool I was actually glad that she was here. With all of this lush female flesh on display daddy's defenses were quickly crumbling right before my very eyes. And then I took a quick look towards Heidi, and almost choked on my wine.

She'd spilled some spaghetti sauce on herself. Specifically on her right boob, and the patch of blue cloth that barely covered her nipple. However instead of dabbing it away with a napkin, and water she'd simply lifted the boob, cloth and all right to her lips, and licked it clean right in front of us. That's when she caught us staring at her.

"Sorry, just hate to see good food go to waste," and she shrugged after letting go of her udder.

Normally I wouldn't have continued staring at her breast accept that with the little patch of cloth all wet once again I noticed something that I hadn't before when she'd climbed out of the swimming pool. Heidi had a ring pierced into her right nipple. And by the looks of it, it was one of those engagement rings she'd mentioned earlier.

"Yes, that's one of them," Heidi giggled, and one look at her face, and I saw the imp that she had been before our fragmented relationship began.

"Ahem," daddy cleared his throat then, and lifting his glass of wine; "to having all of my girls under the same roof again."

"To daddy!" Heidi countered.

"To daddy," I agreed then threw him a wink.

He chugalugged his glass of wine as he blushed in response. Probably hoping that Heidi would think the wine had turned his face red.

"I have an early day tomorrow girls, so I'll say goodnight now. I trust you two will be comfortable sleeping together in your old room. I'm sorry there's only the one bed now Heidi, but it's a queen size, so I'm sure the two of you will be comfortable in there."

"He's probably gone to jack off," Heidi whispered once daddy was out of earshot. Her next statement taking me totally by surprise. "Have you fucked him yet?"

"Him…? Him… who?" I managed to stutter out.


"Daddy, of course," she barely managed not to giggle it out.

"Don't give me that innocent look, Jill. I know you've had the hots for daddy since we were kids. And with mom gone I just figured it was only a matter of time before you seduced him. So have you?"


"I won't even dignify that question with an answer," I spat back, and started to clear the table.

"Listen Jill, I'm not here to condemn you," she got up and helped me, making the labor light. "In fact I came home to see if we could become friends again, maybe even more. I know it was my fault that we fell out, and I'd gladly let you spank me if it would help. The truth is, I've changed a lot since I left home, and I'm no longer the prude I used to be. In fact, I'm quite the slut these days."

"Oh really." My eyebrows went up at her last confession. And went higher as she continued while we cleaned up.

"Those three rings I mentioned earlier? Well, each one was an engagement ring that I received from three black men. The first one was for sucking off my first black man. The second one is for fucking the next black man, and the third is for giving up my ass cherry to the third black guy. It was a sorority initiation, but I'd have done it with those three black men just the same. I had the three rings pierced into my nipples, and clit hood as a constant reminder to me of just how good black cock is. In fact I haven't had any white dick since then, though not because of any reason other than I haven't had any time for other men. My sorority sisters kept me pretty busy eating pussy when we weren't fucking every swinging black cock in California."

"You… a, um… eat pussy?"


"I told you, I'm a real slut now, Jill. You have no idea what it's like for me to be standing here next to you, and not be able to touch you. To show you what it's like to have girl/girl sex. I'm so wet I'm about to flood this room."

"Me?!!"

"Don't you know how gorgeous, and yummy you are to look at?"

"Well, you're not exactly a bag lady either," I conceded.

"And that's why I asked you if you'd fucked daddy yet. I figured if you'd committed incest once, you wouldn't mind doing it again. Maybe try a little taste of lesbian incest this time. Then… maybe after that… we could join forces, and seduce daddy into a three way with both of us. My latest black boy friend/fiance sent me home to have daddy knock me up with a blue-eyed blond little girl. If it works he'll breed me, and we'll have a little black brother for her to play with."

"And if he has fucked me, then you'd have no problem getting him to knock you up, right?"

"In a word? Yes."

I could barely believe my ears hearing my sister's obscene proposals, let alone the fact that she'd turned into as much of a slut, if not more, than me. But if it meant another chance for me to get in bed with daddy, and maybe make it a permanent arrangement then I was all for it. Besides, it would be a good way to get back at my sister, watching her turn into an obese pregnant pig with udders that needed bridge cables to keep them from dragging on the ground.

"Okay, I'm in. But I'll have to warn you sis, he's been pretty stand-offish since we did it. And that was over a month ago."


"Yeah, but did you see how he couldn't take his eyes off of my tits, and ass since I got here?" And we both giggled at that as we headed up to bed arm in arm. Each with a hand full of the other's ass.

I was a little uncertain as to how to proceed once we arrived in our old bedroom, so I let Heidi take the lead in this incestuous lesbian tryst as she had the experience. I simply stood next to the bed, and slipped the towel off waiting for her.

Heidi's face took on that look that a cat gets when you put out their food. And she quickly shed what little she was wearing giving me a complete view of her magnificently lush body. I was surprised at how little sag there was to those massive teats of hers. In fact she was swollen in all the right places, and tucked in at the waist. I had to admit, if just to myself, that for a woman, Heidi was absolutely gorgeous, and mouth watering to gaze upon. She was absolutely what most men would call a comfortable ride. I could see all three engagement rings now. One in each erect nipple, and the other in her swollen clitty were made of gold with a one karat diamond sparkling in the light of our room like a triangular constellation. The little mousy blond pubic hair that she did have after a bikini wax was shaped like a thin arrowhead on her mons above her slit pointing at her clit ring. But what she hadn't told me about was that she had a tattoo, and that it looked a little like a meat packer's seal of approval, just above, and to the left of her pubic thatch. Her bikini bottom had barely covered it.

"Grade "A" Nigger Pussy," she said when she caught me staring at her tattoo, and knowing I was too far away to be able to read it. "My current fiance had me get it as a sign of our ever lasting love."

My nose curled at the "N" word. Our family has never been bigoted, but I knew that her fiance had other plans for my sister if he made her get that. And a vision of my sister getting gang banged by groups of black men with big dicks flashed through my mind as Heidi got down on her knees before me, and nudged me backwards onto the bed. I fell back onto the cushioned mattress with my legs going up, and wide apart, my arms flailing wide as well.

It was then that Heidi's lips, and tongue molded to my slit like a suction cup. Her tongue slid into my pussy, and my mind nearly exploded as my body went into a ballistic orgasm exploding through me liked rapid fire lightening bolts. And I tingled from my curdled toes to my sheet raking finger claws as she brought me from one multiple orgasm to the next just with her tongue, and lips.

Just knowing that it was my own sister licking at my twat was enough to make me orgasm, but the talent behind that tongue really made it multi-orgasmic. I was instantly in a daze with bright super nova spots going off before my eyes as my ass hunched up at her face, and my legs spread as wide as I could get them to give her even better access to my molten hot, cauldron of sin. My arms were flailing, flapping at the mattress, and the air as my head nearly swiveled as it thrashed back and forth. No man had ever eaten my pussy like this, and I was soon bathed in my own perspiration sweating like a pig in heat. Her hands gently squeezing my ass cheeks with her face mashed up against my cunt as she groveled in my groin.

I was in incestuous lesbian bliss, and yet I wanted more. Right then, at that very moment I wanted to wallow in her slimy pit the very same way she was in mine. I wanted to taste her the way she was tasting me. Oh not that I'd ever tasted another woman other than myself when I played with my pussy. But if she tasted just half as nasty good as my own pussy tasted I was more than ready to take Rt. 69 with her. And either she was reading my mind, or it was just her own need, she hopped up on the bed inverted over top of me, then squatted down on my face.

There was a tart aroma, and a tangy, somewhat salty taste to that gizzard like orifice she plastered to my face that was simply fascinating. Brand new to this experience I once again followed her lead at first doing what she was doing to me. Then I expanded a bit, and tried a little exploration on my own. Doing to her what I knew that I loved having done to me. In seconds we were rolling back and forth on our bed, she on top of me, then me on top of her, and back again. Our tongues and lips dueling with each other's pussies as we rang the brass bells, going from one orgasm to the next again, and again, and again…

The very air that I breathed was full of pussy, my face soiled in her essence, and yet I hungered for more. Up until now I'd only used my lips, and tongue on her just as she had on me. So again I experimented, and brought my fingers, and hands into play. With my right hand I slipped two fingers easily into Heidi's cunt. Too easy in fact, so I added two more, and then my thumb as I shoved two fingers of my left hand into her puckered butt hole at the same time. Her moan of approval at that juncture had me squeezing my whole right hand up into her cunt, and balling it into a fist.

Heidi let out a muffled bark then that I was sure that daddy could have heard from his bedroom, but I didn't care. Her ass began to vibrate, and bounce up and down on my fist as I continued to lick, nibble, and kiss her sweet pussy, and ass all at the same time. I knew then that she had indeed been fucking some really big cocks if she could take me fist fucking her this way. Hell, I was in her up past my wrist, and she was loving it. She hadn't been lying; Heidi really had turned into quite the slut after all. So I added a third finger to her butt, and fucked her ass at the same time with those three fingers.

I was so wrapped up in what we were doing that I didn't notice that we had an audience. At some point in our lesbian love making we'd made such a commotion that daddy's curiosity had gotten the better of him, and after peeking through the keyhole to see what we were up to, it must have been too much for him. I don't know when exactly, but somewhere between Heidi inverting herself over top of me, and me shoving my fist up her cunt, daddy had entered our bedroom to get a much better look than he could from behind that keyhole. I was on my back with my head at the edge of the mattress when Heidi did finally spot him.

"Hey sis," she said letting go of her lip lock on my privates, "guess who's come to join us? You are going to join us, aren't you… daddy? Damn Jill! You were right; he does have a big one. Oh yes! Daddy is definitely going to join us."

For the first time Heidi's fingers came into play, but she didn't thrust them up my slit, she used them to pull me open. The next thing I knew my pussy was stuffed full of hard throbbing daddy dick, and I screamed in pleasure/pain as I came instantly just knowing that daddy had chosen to fuck me first over my sister Heidi. In and out that incestuous prick fucked me, making me cum over, and over again as I fist fucked my sister, and she and I licked at each other's bottoms.

I don't know how long daddy fucked my pussy before he too came, but I felt his molten liquid discharge, and felt instantly both filthy, and content. I guess Heidi, and me continuing to lick each other's cunts must have kept daddy's cock as hard as a rock because he soon moved in behind her with his balls hanging in my face. That's when he pulled my left hand away, and my fingers popped out of her ass. Daddy wasted no time in replacing them with his slime-covered prick, and in a jiffy stuck it up his own daughter, my twin sister Heidi's dimpled round ass. And now the smell of sex; hot, raw, dirty sex smothered the air around me. I was in seventh heaven with a close up view of what I must have looked like when daddy fucked me in the ass that first time. After all, below the chest Heidi and I looked almost exactly alike, as if we were from the same body mold.

It was fascinating watching that big old prick of my father fuck in and out of my sister's butt. Seeing her asshole all distended, stretched wide out of shape gave me just a little more happiness knowing that it had to hurt like hell what with my fist still balled up her cunt. Who knew revenge could be so vicariously pleasurable? I couldn't wait to see her bloat out like a blimp after daddy knocked her up. And I swore to myself right then that I would indeed help her to get knocked up by our father. It was the least I could do for her bringing daddy and me back together again, and too for teaching me the delights of girl/girl sex.

That queen sized bed rocked, rolled, creaked, and banged against the wall all night long as we continued our incestuous orgy into the wee hours of day break before falling asleep from sheer exhaustion. Me with daddy's cock in my mouth, and the two of them each with a mouth full of soiled sweaty daughter, or sisterly furburger to munch on in their sleep.

I woke up alone hearing the shower running shortly after high sun. A quick run to the bathroom to pee, and I found the rest of my family taking a shower together. As I released the water in my bladder I peeked behind the curtain to find Heidi bent over in the police-frisking stance facing the plumbing as daddy's prick plowed into her from behind. Seeing Heidi's udder's wobbling on her chest had me giggling, and that's when daddy noticed I was there.

"Oh good, the other slut of the manor has joined us," he said, but his grin took all of the sting out of his words, "you here to get knocked up by your daddy too sweet meat?"

"Not really dad, but I would appreciate it if when you finish knocking up the bitch that you share a little daddy dick with your younger daughter."

"Fair enough," and this time his grin covered his whole face.

Heidi was knocked up before leaving to return to Berkley, and her black fiancé. And true to her words she sent us a picture of her naked when she was eight months along with her fiancé's big black prick stuck up her ass doggy fashion. I had the picture blown up, and hung it on my bedroom wall. I can't help but giggle every time I look at it seeing those four black hands squeezing her jugs, and mother's milk spraying out of her udders as she sucks on another black dude while her fiancé fucked her in the butt.

The Interview

Chloe had a sense of trepidation about today's interview at Booth's, a well known but infamously private publishing house in London. She knew they were a good firm, but the job description was vague and she hadn't prepared.

The recruitment officer had contacted her anonymously, and had told her that she had been headhunted specifically by the MD of the company. The guy had said that she was the first person he'd ever known to even be invited to an interview. Chloe was pleased, and intrigued about this company. With a PA starting salary of £100k a year, plus bonuses, it was four times her current meagre wage -- she knew it had to be worth going for.

She dressed sharply, adorning her lean figure in a tight pencil skirt that hugged her ass and thighs perfectly. It had a fairly generous slit from her knee upwards that displayed her toned thigh when she moved. Obviously, the key to feeling good is wearing good underwear, so she slipped on silky black French knickers and a matching balconnette bra that pushed her breasts upwards into two beautiful mounds. Her long legs were modestly almost covered in sheer stockings, held up by suspenders.

On top, she covered up with a bright white shirt, leaving a few buttons undone so her gorgeous cleavage could be seen. Hell, it didn't hurt to be sexy at an interview, knowing her interviewer was very likely to be a man -- Booths was notorious for having a male-only employee base. Until now, she thought, hopefully.

She used a smart belt to enhance her tiny waist, and completed her outfit with some new shoes -- 4" spiked heel stilettos. The look was professional, but sexy -- all of her curves shown off to just the right effect.

Booth's had sent a car to pick her up, and Chloe was impressed as the elegant Bentley swung round in front of her house. Already off to a good start, she thought.

After a short journey, she was dropped off outside the huge gates of the imposing ten storey office block. A security guard checked her interview request letter, then her picture, and then phoned up to Booth's for confirmation. Chloe wondered if these guys were secretly dealing arms, given the hassle it took for anyone to get inside the building.

Finally, the gates were open and she strutted across the grounds to get to the building. The reception desk was at the far end of a grand square hallway, flanked with expensive looking sculptures, and of course, four more security guards. Weirdly, there was even a man on reception -- usually most firms hired someone just like Chloe (i.e. pretty) to do that kind of stuff. He asked her more security questions -- this was as bad as Customs.

Fifteen minutes later, she was finally allowed to go up. The interview was to be held in the private office of the MD on the top floor of the building, and one of the security guards escorted her to the lift. "Good luck miss," he said "I'm sure you'll do well." Chloe smiled, as the lift doors closed smoothly.

Up on the tenth floor, she was greeted by John, Mr Hitchin's assistant. "Welcome to Booths," he said "Please follow me."

She walked behind John along a corridor with displays of wealth all around. Glamorous paintings, wood panelling and a carpet so thick it made Chloe want to sink her bare feet into it.

John knocked gently on the heavy door to what was the office, and pushed it open gently. Inside, behind an enormous mahogany desk sat Mr Hitchin himself. He stood up as Chloe entered the room. "Thank you John," he said "I'll take it from here".

Hitchin was well groomed, Chloe thought. Mid forties maybe, dark hair, good teeth and a large, imposing frame. She could see why poor, weedy looking John looked intimidated.

She took a seat on the other side of the desk, as he poured her, oddly, not tea or coffee, but a glass of champagne.

"We like to do things our way at Booths," he said as he handed it to her "Do you mind?"

"No sir," Chloe responded "At least I won't have to worry about nerves."

He smiled at her, and she noticed his eyes lingering on her full breasts spilling out of her shirt.

"Well, Chloe, now I don't believe in stupid interview questions -- I'd prefer to see you in action" he said, smiling. "So the first part of this interview will be dictation. Open up the laptop just there and we'll get started."

She did as he said, and opened up the small laptop (personalised with Booths' logo) as he began to read from a small book he held out in front of him. She typed quickly, her delicate, French manicured fingers moving rapidly across the keyboard.

"Ok, that's enough" he said after ten minutes. "If you could just hand me what you've done as is, and I'll just check for any mistakes."

He took the computer from her and she saw him read what she had typed, and began to get nervous as he frowned every now and again, no doubt noticing a few spelling errors. This was pretty unfair, she thought -- she'd normally be able to spell check something!

"Chloe, there are a few errors that I'd like to go over with you," he said, looking serious "Could you come round to this side of the desk please?"

As she stood up, she noticed him looking at her cleavage again. She walked round to him and rested one hand on his desk to look at the small screen of the laptop. He pointed at the first paragraph, highlighting a spelling error.

"Chloe, this is pretty basic stuff. But I appreciate that you didn't get a chance to check it before you gave it to me. Have a look at the rest of the document and see if you can get rid of the other mistakes just now."

She began to read the document more closely, and carefully began to edit the various errors that were littered throughout.

"I wouldn't worry too much about all of this, you know," he said "because there are going to be some other pretty important aspects to your role." As he said this, she felt him place his hand on her bottom, stroking her curves over her tight fitting skirt.

She felt surprised, yet she knew deep down this job offer had to have come with strings attached. No other PA job with her level of experience would ever have paid £100k with, and she recalled reading "a generous bonus structure".

"I'm willing to take on additional duties, sir" Chloe said, still pretending to read the document. Hitchin's hand slid down and began to move up under her skirt. The skirt was tight, and his hand could only get so far up her. He moved his chair back a little, allowing space in between him and the desk.

"Stand in front of me, please." He ordered, and she did as she was told, moving across and standing upright, facing away from him.

He pushed her skirt up higher, and then more, revealing her suspenders, and then up until her knickers were exposed to him. His hand traced a path up the inside of her smooth thigh almost to the top, and then pulled away.

"I'd like you to turn around and take off your shirt and the skirt please." He barked.

Chloe turned around to face him, and slowly began to unbutton her shirt, and as she did so her magnificent tits became fully in view for him. He smiled as he gazed at her taut body in the silky, provocative underwear she was wearing, taking in the suspenders and the high heels as well.

"Now remove the bra and your panties."

Chloe knew this job had to be worth it. One shag and she'd have the job, and he was pretty attractive. She unclasped the buckle of her bra and unleashed her perfect tits, and as they were exposed to the air her nipples tightened into small pink buds. She stepped out of her panties and stood in her stockings and heels in front of him.

He reached forwards and stroked the outline of her breasts, and then tweaked her pert nipples quite roughly. She saw he was hard through his trousers already, and he looked big.

"Turn around and lean over the desk please" he said, "and open your legs."

Chloe did as instructed and felt her pussy open. She felt hot from being told what to do, having little control over her actions. He was domineering and powerful, and she didn't feel she could do otherwise.

He stroked her inside thigh again, and this time he reached the top of her thigh and cupped her pussy.

"You're a good girl," he said, leaning over her "having a nice shaven pussy -- we like it like that here."

She felt herself get wet as he began to touch her , finding her clit and circling his fingers around it first gently, and then harder.

"You are not allowed to cum until I say so, Chloe" he stated. She gasped, as despite this he continued to work her clit, and she felt her pussy become more and more wet.

He moved his hands and slowly pushed two fingers inside her pussy and then began to fill her with his fingers, inserting a third and thrusting them inside her repeatedly. She groaned, and he grabbed the back of her hair. "I told you, Chloe -- you are not to cum until I say so -- quiet!"

She silenced herself, and he carried on as he was before, pushing yet another finger up inside her. She felt so engrossed in what he was doing, and she began to enjoy him using her as he wanted. He removed his hands, and she heard him stand up from his huge leather chair and heard his zipper moving down, and a very soft thud as his trouser belt hit the floor.

He moved behind her and gave her a sharp slap on her ass. "Now I'm going to fuck you properly, Chloe, and you are going to every fucking second of it." As he said that, he rammed his cock inside her pussy, and pushed himself deep inside her, and she felt her tight pussy stretched as his huge cock took her fully.

He began to fuck her hard, thrusting himself up sharply and filling her and she felt waves of excitement as she gave in to him. He pulled her hips even closer to take her deeply and she moaned with pleasure. As she did that, he held one hand over her mouth.

"I told you -- not until I say so". He held one hand over her mouth and continued to fuck her, and slapped her hard on her ass as punishment.

His fat, long cock pushed in and out of her wetness for what felt like about an hour, and she had to bring herself back from the brink several times to make sure she didn't cum.

"Ok, Chloe, I'm ready, and so are you, so when I say cum, you can" he barked, and he increased the speed of his thrusting, faster and faster, and as he did so, he grabbed the back of her hair again, pulling her head back, and carried on fucking her. He moved close to her ear and whispered "cum" and he held her head as he pushed himself sharply into her.

Chloe let herself go, feeling waves of orgasm and she moaned loudly "fuck, fuck, I'm cumming, harder, ohhhhhhh!" She screamed as he pushed into her hard and she came, as he did, and he held her down as he thrust into her for the last time, and his body fell onto hers, pinning her down.

He whispered into her ear as she felt her pussy tighten and relax with waves of orgasm, around his cock still inside of her "The job is yours, Chloe."

She dressed in front of him, smiling at having had such an enjoyable job interview.

"Well, you can start on Monday, Chloe." Hitchin said, smiling.

"Great, thanks Mr Hitchin, thank you, for everything." Chloe responded. She picked up her bag, and turned to leave his office.

"Oh, and Chloe," Hitchin said "today wasn't just a one off, you know. I'll require you to carry out ALL of my instructions as of Monday. "

Chloe smiled, thinking, being fucked like that wouldn't be a bad thing. "Of course sir, is there anything you would like me to do on Monday in particular?"

"Well," he said, smiling "My first instruction is that you do not wear any underwear...."

To be continued...

Roommates

My relatives came to visit over the summer. My aunt and uncle on my mom's side, and my grandparents on my father's side. Our house was full, with myself, my sister, and my parents already filling our three bedroom home before taking in more people. I loved having the relatives visit us, so it wasn't a problem, it just meant that my sister had to share my room for a week.

That was going to prove very beneficial, as I was soon to discover. I'm eighteen, and my sister, Brynn, is not quite a year older than me. My mom got pregnant with me almost immediately after she was born. We're so close that people think we're twins. We get along pretty well, although sharing a room was going to be an adjustment.

After we had a big dinner, everyone went to their rooms. My aunt and uncle slept in my sister's room, since it was slightly bigger than mine, and my grandparents took my parents' room, and my parents slept on the foldout sofa in the living room. I went to the bathroom and then waited in my room for Brynn. She soon walked in and closed the door.

When I saw her in her nightgown, I realized what a great body she had. I guess I never paid attention to her before, but she was very attractive. I wasn't prepared for the thoughts I was having. I wasn't thinking about anything sexual in particular, but we were going to be sleeping in the same bed. That made my loins stir, and I had to shift so that my boxers wouldn't tent.

She kind of smiled at me, a little uncomfortable probably. I was too, but I got under the covers and slid over as far as I could. She shut the light off and nervously got in next to me. She faced away from me, causing her ass to brush against me for a brief moment. I couldn't stop myself from getting hard, even though I didn't want to. I had to face away from her so I wasn't poking her.

"You don't have to roll over," she said, glancing back at me. "I don't mind if you face me."

"Oh, I…uh, just getting comfortable," I answered.

For the next few minutes, I tried to think about something else other than my sister next to me, but my erection wouldn't go down. Normally I didn't get hard thinking about my sister, which is not to say I've never fantasized about her. But if I ever got aroused thinking about her, it was because I allowed myself to.

She rolled over and faced me, and noticed that I was still facing away from her.

"Are you embarrassed to be sleeping with me?" she asked.

I turned my head, but not my body. "Of course not."

"Then roll over. I can't talk to you with your back facing me."

By this time our eyes had adjusted to the dark, so she would definitely see my hard dick if I turned over. But what could I say?

"I…can't," I replied stupidly.

"Why not?"

I sighed. "Because when I get comfortable, like when I'm in bed, then…you know, I get…comfortable."

I could hear her smile.

"Really?" she asked. "Are you hard?"

I nodded.

"It's okay, don't be embarrassed. Just face me so I can't see it under the covers."

I rolled over and faced her, making sure there was enough space between us so that I wasn't poking her. That wasn't easy, since we were in a bed made for one person.

"Now you're about to fall off the bed," Brynn said. "Don't worry about…touching me with it. I won't do anything."

"But, it's embarrassing."

She giggled. "I promise not to do anything. Just scoot closer so you're not hanging over the edge."

I moved a few inches closer to her, and misjudged the length of my dick. I jabbed her stomach lightly, making her eyes go wide. She tried not to laugh, while I tried to shift myself so I wasn't touching her. I could just lay on my back and let my dick tent up through the covers, but that would be even more embarrassing.

"Sorry," I said.

"That's okay. We're family, so I guess that stuff shouldn't bother us."

"That's easy for you to say," I said. "Your boobs aren't going around poking people."

She laughed. The other bedrooms were a ways down the hall, and there was a bathroom between us and the next room, so no one could hear us.

"I don't have enough room," she said, twisting her body. "The floor would be better than this. I don't want to have to sleep like this for a week."

"What are you saying? You want me to sleep on the floor?"

Brynn smiled, thinking for a moment. "Look, we're brother and sister, so let's just forget about your dick and my boobs, and sleep normally."

"How do we do that?"

Brynn moved closer to me until we were an inch from touching, and only because I was still partially hanging over the bed.

"Move closer," she said.

I complied, and scooted closer until our bodies touched. Her breasts against my chest made me forget for a moment about my dick nesting firmly against her belly. She nuzzled into me.

"Hmm, this is much better," she said.

I didn't know what to say. We just stared at each other, while I enjoyed her warmth pressed against me. My dick twitched and jumped a few times, and her breathing was causing her breasts to move slightly against me.

"Is this alright?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said.

Surprisingly, we both soon fell asleep. When I awoke, Brynn was facing away from me and I was pressing firmly against her. My hard dick was nestled between her ass cheeks. I glanced to my alarm clock, which said 6:30. No one in my family would be up yet, but now I couldn't get back to sleep. I put my hand on Brynn's hip, and ground my dick into her ass gently.

She stirred and moved back against me. She was still asleep, but her body was responding to my movements. I carefully pulled her nightgown up, revealing her panties which I had my boxer-clad dick pressed into. I felt brave and pulled my boxers off, careful not to wake Brynn. I lay there naked, fully aroused, and pulled her nightgown up again.

I gently nudged my dick up into her ass again, pressing into her panties. After I was certain she was not waking up, I very slowly and carefully began to pull her panties down. I had not gone very far, just below her waist, when she started to wake up.


I froze, hoping she wouldn't notice I was naked. She squirmed a bit, feeling something different in how we were pressed against each other. I think she knew what I had been doing.

"I need to get more comfortable," she said. "Do you mind?"

I shook my head, not sure what she meant. She pulled her nightgown over her head and tossed it to the floor. She laid her head back down and went back to sleep, or at least looked like she had.

There we lay, me naked and her in just her panties. I lifted my head so I could see her breasts. She had kicked the covers off so they were exposed. She looked to be a C-cup, and I was glued to the sight of them. The thought of her lying naked next to me, or at least mostly naked, made my really horny. I gently thrust into her ass, and again, and I began humping her ass through her panties.

I didn't know how she could have slept through it, so she must have been pretending to be asleep. I kept it up since she didn't try to move away from me or object. But then I felt myself start to cum. I stopped so the sensation would pass, but Brynn squeezed her ass cheeks around my shaft, and I couldn't stop my orgasm.

I held her tightly against my body as I thrust myself into her ass. I figured if I was going to cum, I was going to make sure it felt good. I pressed against her tightly, knowing if she wasn't awake from this, she would be when I soaked her panties. I squirted cum into her ass through her panties. I thrust into her, and my hand found her breast while I grasped her body against me.

When I was finished, I didn't know what to do. I released my grip on her, and she didn't move. I thought for a brief second that she was truly asleep, but then she slid off the bed and stood before me, her back turned to me. Without a word, she slipped out of her panties, dropped them next to her nightgown on the floor, and got back into bed without looking at me. She faced away from me and pushed her ass against my dick, once again burying me between her ass cheeks.

I sensed that she eventually fell back asleep, but I was wide awake. We were both naked, and my dick was pressed into her naked ass. I couldn't believe what I had done, and that she had gone along with it. She could have shed her panties simply because they were soiled, but she had very firmly pressed her naked body against me.

At about 8:00, my family started getting up. Brynn got up and stretched, giving me a wonderful show of her naked body. She glanced back at me and smiled, and then started dressing. I lay in bed until she had left, and then dressed. When I went downstairs to the kitchen, everyone was sitting around the table while my mom cooked breakfast. I glanced at Brynn, who smiled knowingly at me.

That day, the family did various activities, like shopping and playing games. I avoided Brynn because I didn't know how to act around her, so we didn't speak until that night when everyone was going to bed. I eagerly waited for her in my room, in just my boxers. When she came in, she shut the door and stood before me, this time wearing panties and a sports bra.

"You kept your boxers on," she said. "I thought you would want to be more comfortable."

I didn't say anything. She started to strip before me, and when she was naked, I had only a second to take in her nudity before she turned the lights off. She crawled into bed, and I shed my boxers before joining her. I thought we were going to assume the same position, but she was facing me this time. She was purposely laying close, so that our faces were practically touching. Our bodies were also dangerously close. Her nipples brushed against my chest.

"Are you mad?" I finally asked.

She frowned. "Why would I be mad?"

"You know, about this morning."

She paused. "Let's not talk about it right now. Let's just lay here quietly, and not say anything."

I thought she meant we were to lay still, but in a few seconds I felt her fingers wrap around my dick. I jumped, not expecting her warm grip. She tugged lightly on my length, her hand exploring perhaps her first penis. I myself was a virgin, and she was the first girl I had seen naked this close.

I lightly touched her breasts, and she arched her back so I had better access to them. We played with each other like this for a while until I wanted to feel her pussy. I ran my hand down her chest and stomach, until I reached her lower belly. She shifted so I could reach her crotch, and I soon felt her neatly trimmed cunt. I traced her slit up and down, and bravely entered her with my finger.

Her gentle tugging on my dick soon turned into jacking me off. I didn't know if she wanted me to cum, so I distracted myself by playing with her pussy. She began to moan, and I began to feel up her breasts while I fingered her.

She tensed suddenly and her body spasmed. I felt her pussy tighten and contract around my finger. She gasped and her face contorted, and I realized she was having an orgasm. After she finished, she looked at me contentedly.

"Are you a virgin?" she asked suddenly.

I nodded. "What about you?"

She nodded too. "Do you want to…?"

"Do you?"

She thought for a moment and then nodded. I got on top of her and clumsily guided my dick to her warm wet hole. I thrust forward, and when I felt resistance I carefully pushed past. She gasped as I took her virginity, and after I was buried all the way inside of her, I laid still on top of her. I could feel her heart beating through my chest. She held me tightly against her while she adjusted to the feeling of a penis inside of her for the first time.

I started fucking her, slowly at first, and then faster until we had a rhythm going. I watched as her body tensed up once more, and she had another orgasm. I was amazed I was lasting this long, but when I felt her vaginal muscles grip my cock, I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

I started to pull out, but she held me inside of her.

"Cum in me," she said. "Cum in my pussy. It's alright."

I trusted her and resumed humping. Our eyes were locked together as I fucked her pussy even harder, and she could feel my dick throb and twitch inside of her. I grunted and released my semen into her, squirting endlessly inside of her belly. When I finally finished, we just started at each other panting, my dick still inside of her.

Brynn smiled. "That was much better than fucking my ass."

I smiled. "Yeah, for me too."

"Let's rest for a while, and then we can do it again."

We lay there beside each other, catching our breath and stroking each other. It was going to be a fun week.

Fucked My Mom

I had a strange relationship with my mother. After I turned eighteen, she became less inhibited around me. Maybe because she thought since I was a legal adult, I didn't mind seeing her naked, which I didn't. She would walk around after her shower without any clothes on, and she was very playful around me. When my dad was at work, she would walk around and flash me or just be plain naked for no reason. She loved showing her body to me, and I loved seeing it, but I knew this wasn't a normal thing.

But who was I to fuck with a good thing? After a few weeks, she started talking about sexual matters with me. And that didn't mean she was asking me if I was having sex or giving me the protection speech. She asked me how often I masturbated, and she told me how often she did, which was a lot considering she had to squeeze some sex with my dad in there somewhere. She had a smoking body, so I knew my dad was up her pussy whenever he could get it up. But being eighteen, I began to desire to be up her pussy too. I knew it was normal for a young man to be sexually attracted to his mother, but I was lusting after her.

She would be walking around naked, and I would accidentally brush against her, and hold her hips for a quick grind. She loved it, but I was afraid to go any further. Until finally, after groping as much of her as I could without blatantly asking her to fuck me, I decided to give her a taste of her own medicine.

Now, I wasn't the best looking guy, and my dick wasn't huge, but I was proud of it nonetheless. It was perfectly straight, and fairly thick. The head was nice and big, and even though I couldn't have been more than six inches, it was a nice piece of meat. And I wanted my mom to see it.

So after I took a shower, and I knew dad wouldn't be home for a few hours, I came out of the bathroom naked. I glanced down to the kitchen, where mom sat naked. I strolled down the stairs, trying to be cool but the excitement gave me a semi-erection. So I guess I looked pretty well-endowed, which gave me more confidence. I walked into the kitchen and my mom was surprised, but tried to hide it. She didn't say anything, but her eyes were glued, and I mean glued, to my dick. I poured myself a glass of juice, and mom got up and walked by me. She brushed very close against me, and I turned so my dick touched her asscheeks.

She stopped, and I took a deep breath and ground my dick into her. I was very hard now, almost humping her ass. She didn't move, and I cupped her tits with my hands.

"Should we?" she asked.

"You've been teasing me for weeks," I said. "I know you want it. And I want it too. So let's just do it."

Mom turned and grabbed my dick. It throbbed in her hand, and she eagerly felt it up and down. She bent down and began sucking on it. I was a virgin, and had never had any kind of sexual contact with a girl before. So I had to keep my knees from buckling as my mom sucked me off.

It felt so good, I grabbed her head and began guiding her on and off my cock. She moaned as I fondled her tits, until I couldn't take it anymore and I grunted heavily. Mom knew I was cumming, but didn't pull back. I saw stars as I shot out my first blissful load into her mouth. I pumped in and out, squirting endlessly down her throat. She took it all, and after I had finished, she continued blowing me until I got hard again.

"I want you to fuck me," mom said to me.

I complied and leaned her back against the table. She spread her legs, showing me her neatly trimmed cunt. I guided my dick to her warm pussy, and slid the head into her. She tilted her head back and sighed as I spread her pussy with my penis and slowly filled her up. After I was buried in her, she groaned and caressed my chest. I grabbed her tits and began fucking her. She made wonderfully sexy fucking noises, and her moaning and squealing was really getting me off. Before long, I was about to cum again. I was frustrated that I hadn't lasted very long, but mom just smiled.

"Let it come," she said, grabbing my balls lightly.

I grunted and closed my eyes tightly as I released my semen into her. I crushed my body against hers as I fired into her. She held me softly as I came, and it felt like I came twice as much as before. After it was over, I was exhausted. I pulled out of her, and she told me to lie down.

We went over to the couch and she got on top of me. Somehow I was still hard, and for the next five minutes we fucked like that. She came three times, and finally I felt myself start to cum. This time, mom pulled her pussy off me and she jacked me off onto her stomach. It was really sexy, and she seemed to love it. We were both tired, and we relaxed for a while. Mom let me touch her all over, and I explored her pussy and fondled her tits until I was satisfied with her body.

Over the next few hours, mom had me fill her pussy with semen over and over. We fucked and fucked, until she couldn't hold any more cum in her belly. I couldn't get enough of her pussy.