>”Oh my god Sil your dad is SO hot has he been working out? OMG is he going back on the market? I can’t believe your mom would leave a hot slab of *mmf!* like that >You roll your eyes as hard as you can and stick your head in Diamond’s direction “Oh my GOD Diamond you are such a skank that’s my dad!” >”So what, he isn’t *my* dad. Even if he was though I don’t know if I’d care.... How do you stand him walking around without a shirt on like this all the time?! You totally get off on it don’t you?” “Eww! Gross Di, no! You’ve got issues.” >”Right like you don’t? You’ve been glued to your daddy ever since the two of you have been on your own.” “Shut up, I don’t call him that anymore...” >”What?! Why not? I’d say it every chance I could get. Push my elbows together on the counter while he’s making me dinner. Make sure he’s had a few drinks before hand. Sway my cute little hips for him to see and then with a little-“ >Diamond gives you the most perfect coy and seductive wink as she acts out smushing her chest together >”Is there anything I can help you with daddy?” >You turn away with a slight blush >Diamond was one of the prettiest girls you’d ever seen and you were very privy to that fact >”But seriously, you can’t say that if he wasn’t your dad you wouldn’t totally do him.” “This is weird, I’ve never thought of him like that so how would I know?” >”Aww come on, just imagine it, you’re at your friend’s house and their dad looks like that-“ >Diamond points across the pool to your own father >”-and he’s eyeing you up like a snack. He seems nice and then he lets you have a few drinks with him ‘cause he’s cool and next thing you know his five o’clock shadow is scratching you between the thighs in just the right places- mmm!” >You feel a twinge of innate arousal flare up just as you realize you had been imagining yourself on the receiving end of Diamond’s depiction >Your heart’s racing and a light crimson burns on top of your pale complexion >Diamond laughs at your change of demeanor >”See? You get it now. I bet you won’t be able to think of him as anything but a hottie when you see him” “I- s-shut up Di!” >”Everything ok girls? I’m gonna head inside and get dinner started alright?” “Yes dad!” >Diamond gives him a small wave that toed the line between cute and flirtatious >Her other hand had dipped below the water to massage your tight backside >Di cups a hand over your ear and leans in to whisper >”Call him daddy next time!” “Ah! Di stop, not right now!” >”Only if you give me a kiss!” >She whispers in your ear as her left hand lowers to stroke across your bikini-clad mound and her right rises to clamp lightly around your throat “Ah Di please!” >”Ah ah, kiss me!” >You turn and press up into her taller form >Your breasts land right underneath her own when the two of your stand face to face forcing you to stand up on your tip toes to reach her mouth >You hungrily dive at your friends lips and do as she bid >You wanted to be stronger but every time Diamond got in your head you couldn’t help yourself >She was a venomous snake who had sunk her fangs into you long ago >As you rise to your tip toes Diamond’s fingers follow your pussy up and dig in harder than before while the fingers around your throat tightened their grip >A squeak of a moan escapes you right before Di lets her lips flow over yours in a soft dance >For a few short moments your lips lock the two of you together >Di lets her fingers fall from their places and runs her hands over your slick thighs, hips, and belly >”You’re such a little horn dog Sil, so easy to get riled up and barking!” >She growls and mime’s pawing at you with a devilish smile >”You’re gonna make some man happy some day with how much you’ll be needing him in bed. They’ll probably even be into all that freaky fetish shit you’re into!” >You point an accusatory finger up at Diamond’s face as her hug holds you in place “You’re the only reason I ever even found out about that stuff to begin with! If it weren’t for you I wouldn’t ever have to worry about a boy dumping me because I want to shove my fingers up his butt or have him tie me up and pretend to rape me but here we are!” >”Oh please what boy would dump you over that? All men are freaks anyway, you know it’s true.” >A couple knocks on the window draw your attention >You dad waves at the two of you to start coming in for dinner >Di drapes herself across your smaller frame and lets a hand snake down to the front of your sex >Another husky whisper enters your ear >”Especially dirty old DILFs who haven’t gotten laid in months. I hear they’re the most perverted, he’d love to drop load after load on and in every hole and surface on your cute little body. You’re absolutely adorable you know that? Such a cute little butt that just snaps back when you hit it and that delicious little chest of yours. I bet you could get any man you wanted if you tried hard enough.” >You have little to say as she toys with your pussy under the water >”I suppose we should go in though before he gets suspicious.” >She unceremoniously stops her stimulation and begins to wade to the stairs “I’m gonna get you back for that!” >Di turns and winks that same alluring wink as before >”Oh I can’t wait!” >You follow her out of the pool to dry off before heading inside and getting changed into some old pajamas that were getting a bit small on you >The fuzzy bottoms appeared vacuum sealed around your legs and butt while the spaghetti strap tank top had a bit more to work with due to your smaller chest >Foregoing a bra you head downstairs and into the living room where a few drinks had been placed around the coffee table >You take a seat on the couch adjacent to the recliner Diamond was already lounging on as your dad brings a few plates over covered in pizza >Distributing the plates he sits himself down with a glass of what you know to be whiskey, neat, at least filled past the halfway mark >His usual was no stranger to you as he’s asked you to pour it more than once >Not like it was a daunting task anyway >Even let you have a few sips sometimes >He catches you eyeing his glass >”Oh come on Sil it’s Friday and I’ve been cutting back, let me have this.” >Your eyes flick from his eyes down to the glass again “Oh! No, sorry it’s not that. I know you’ve been being good.” >”Soooo?” “So?” >”Want a sip?” >You roll your eyes in mock exasperation “Dad!” >”Can I have some?” “Shut up Di.” >Your dad shrugs and hands her the glass >”Just don’t tell your parents. And not too much ok?” >Diamond nods and slowly sips at the glass a few times before pulling back and coughing from the taste >”Ugh, that’s strong!” >Your father chuckles and takes the glass from her outstretched hand before passing it to you >The only difference between you and Di is that you’ve had this a few times before >With as much grit as you can muster you down half of the remaining drink without so much as a peep >Until the after taste hits and your face starts looking like the guy on the Warheads wrappers >You dad is full on laughing now and pats you on the back >”Hey! What did I say about not too much? Almost kept it together though. Honestly I’m impressed you were even able to swallow all that.” >You can’t tell if it’s the words or the whiskey but a strange warmth and pride swells your chest as you smile >You hand the glass back to Diamond “Finish it and I’ll just pour him a new one.” >She does as she’s told and downs the rest of the drink before letting you take it for the refill >Handing it to your dad you take your seat and lazily watch the tv as the next hour passes >By the time the episode is over your head is lightly swimming and Di appears to be in the same boat >Your dad is two glasses in and doesn’t seem to be nearly as effected as the two of you or at least he isn’t showing it >He grabs the remote and swaps channels a few times before giving up and putting it back down >”Alright girls, if you two are all set then I’m gonna head up to my office for a while. If you need anything just make sure to knock.” >Di’s lifts her head up and smiles at him >”Ok, thanks for dinner Mr. Mous!” >You give him a side hug from your spot on the couch “Thank you Daddy.” >Your body tenses as you realize that “dad” had slipped out with an extra syllable >He returns the hug and kisses you on the forehead seemingly not minding the childish return to form >”No problem girls, have fun.” >With that he’s off and up the stairs >Diamond hadn’t stopped smirking at you the entire time >She swaps seats to the couch and wraps her arms around you in an encompassing embrace >”Thank you daddy! Thank you thank you thank you!” “Shut up! It just slipped out ok? I don’t know why... You know what you still owe me! You’re gonna finish what you started in the pool.” >You grab Di’s hair and lightly but forcefully pull her into a kiss >She wastes no time in pushing you down and pinning you against the couch >No matter how it always started Di was always quick to take charge of a situation >Control freak... >She lays on top of you as she rubs you through your pajamas and massages one of your breasts through your shirt >Her hand at your nether region snakes inside the pants for easier access as it gets to rapid work >In no time flat you’re breathing heavily and squirming under her touch >”Do you want me to make you cum Sil? Do you need me to help you relax?” >A small whimper of arousal escapes you as her fingers deftly play with what she knows to be your sensitive spots >”You know he’s probably up there already dropping his pants and rubbing his nice, thick, meaty,-“ “Diamond!” >”-cock picturing some hussy bent over his desk. What if it was you? In daddy’s big strong arms as he pounds away at you. Moan his name for me and I’ll make you cum.” >You shake your head “Please Di just do it.” >She shakes her head >”Moan it for me. ‘Anon! Please daddy, fuck me!’ Say it!” >You place a hand on Diamond’s chest and push her back slightly “Please stop Diamond...” >Your voice’s newly adopted severity has Diamond’s hand frozen immediately >”I’m sorry Sil. I didn’t mean- you seemed like you kind of liked-“ “It’s ok, it’s just kind ofq making me feel weird though... can we just drop that please? >A brief and awkward pause hangs in the air >”Alright, do you still want me to...?” “Please?” >Both of you giggle a small bit before resuming your fun >As you do Diamond can’t help but notice how her fingers are covered in much more of your arousal than usual ... >Up in your office you sit with your empty glass on the coaster >Nothing a little desk bottle won’t cure >You forego the glass in favor of just taking shots straight >A sigh of relief passes your lips >You’re so fucking glad it’s Friday >Work had been harder recently with the departure of your ex >Luckily you were well off as it was and with a paid off house to boot but your girl still had expensive taste much like yourself >A few overtime shifts now and again took care of that but it was the culture shock of actually having to think about money that was the hardest >Silver had taken a lot of that upon herself which was an immense help >It probably helped that she didn’t hang out with too many people outside of Diamond and those “Crusaders” >You puff out an airy laugh thinking about how the moniker stuck even into their teenage years >Diamond was something else >As a parent you loved how your daughter had such a close best friend but Di was a little... brash? Arrogant? Manipulative? >Whatever it was you’re glad the both of them had toned down their whole bully routine >You should probably stop them from doing most of the stupid shit you catch them doing but most of the time you’re too amused and interested in the outcome to actually do it >You take another quick swig >Who gave you the reigns to this horse anyway? You’re not really cut out to be in charge of the bills let alone two teenage girls >You rub your temple >God, girls might not even be the right term any more >Diamond had filled out that suit of hers very well for someone her age and Sil had- >You know what? You’re gonna nip that in the bud and drop it there >Pervert >Shit though Di had at least Ds by now right? >Fuck, it would probably feel great to oil those milky beauties up and slide between them >And you know for a fact she’s been playfully flirting with you on occasion >You were more of an ass man anyway so it’s fine, no need to worry too much >Di had a cute one but it didn’t really compare to... >Any time you want to stop fantasizing just let me know >Shut up brain “I gotta get laid.” >Another swig >Your off hand had begun rubbing at your meat through your jeans while your computer warmed up >Just jerk off and get it off your mind >You browse to your usual site and find a video of some “teenager” getting railed and wailing like a banshee >You gotta give credit to the good actresses in the porn biz because god damn there were so many terrible ones >Maybe hentai tonight instead? >Honestly you should take a break from porn >It was getting hard to get turned on by most things but you were as hard as ever right now >The reason for it streaking your mind with shame >Maybe you should make them wear one-piece suits at your pool... >Nope! That mental image is now shamefully burned into your brain as well >Plus that would just seem suspicious... >Jesus just jerk off and stop thinking! >You pick the first video that seems even slightly passable and jerk yourself hard and fast until you’re spent >God, get it together man ... >Decent shirt, some jeans, a jacket and some cologne >Fresh off a shower you you check your prepared image in the mirror >With a clean shave you look pretty young so this shouldn’t be too bad >Right? >It had been a while since you’d gone looking for girls downtown but if you were getting back in the saddle tonight was as good a night to start as any >You turn from the reflective glass and make your way out of the master bedroom to the living room downstairs >Silver was busy watching some reality drama BS that you couldn’t stand aside from laughing at it >Sneaking up behind the couch you whisper “Boo.” >Silver whirls around with a yelp and a hand comes whizzing past your face >Leaning back you attempt to calm her “Whoa there! Just me. Nice swing, I wouldn’t have wanted to take that to the jaw.” >”Jesus dad don’t do that to me!” >You chuckle “Sorry baby, I just wanted to have some fun with you. Hey, I’m gonna head out to the bar remember? You got everything you need here?” >Silver gets up and walks around the back of the couch >She wraps her arms around you and pulls herself close >Breathing in your cologne she dreamily hums to herself >”I love the way that smells. You should wear it more often.” >The girl’s eyes are shut as she sways steadily in your arms >After a moment you break the embrace “Sil I should really get going, I don’t want to be out too late.” >Her hold on you doesn’t relent so easily as her attention shifts to your face >”Dad... are you going to start dating again?” >That wasn’t something you’d expected but probably should have >Your girl is anything but dumb after all “Well, I don’t know about dating honestly...” >”Then why are you even going to the bar? All that’s there are drinks and girls and guys looking for a hook up with both for as cheap as possible.” >You rub your neck sheepishly, that was rather concise “Yeah that does sound about right doesn’t it.” >Sil’s eyes register with realization as another waft of your scent finds its way to her senses >”Oh! OH!” >She lets you go and backs up to lean against the couch >”Um, I- good luck then? I guess?” >A laugh barks out of your mouth sharply “Ha, thanks, I’ll probably need it.” >”No you won’t.” “And you would know how?” >The girl twirls the sides of her sleeping shorts in a nervous fashion >”Well I mean Di thinks you’re handsome. And you’re funny, and smart, and kind, and... I don’t know. I think you’d be a great catch for someone.” >The words come out abruptly leaving you a little surprised by how genuine they are “Thanks Sil, that really means a lot.” >You grab her and hug her tightly before she squirms loose >”Oh I almost forgot, here.” >The girl bends over the back of the couch >The sight would be comical with her short legs dangling down from the back of the couch as she reaches for something on its cushions if you hadn’t noticed something else >Her pajama shorts had dug into her backside’s confines and in her current position it was pressing right between the side’s of your daughter’s slit >This provided you with a very clear image of her lips overflowing from the garment as they began to wrap around the dampened cloth as if they were drawing it further in >You try to tear your eyes away or to listen to what Sil is grumbling about but your mind blanks >As you stare at the sight an eternity passes in a moment and soon enough she’s pushing herself back into a standing position and shoving the phone in your face >”Here, look, Diamond’s parents are out of town next weekend and she’ll either have to stay there alone or with us. Can we have her stay please?” >You take a deep breath to stop your mental reeling from the cocktail of emotions you just slammed “All weekend? I can hardly handle the two of you together for a full day!” >”Please! She’ll be all alone and it wouldn’t be safe for her to stay at home like that. You won’t even know that she’s here!” >The large, violet, puppy dog eyes behind her powder blue glasses pierce your soul >You break in an instant >Rolling your eyes you acquiesce with a wave of your hand “Fine, but you better not complain about my drinking.” >She launches herself at you and chokes your breath out with a hug >“Thank you! I’m gonna tell Di!” “Yeah yeah, now I should really get going, I’ll see you in a few hours ok?” >She gives an excited little wave >”Ok, bye Daddy!” >With that you’re out the door >She hadn’t called you that in a while since before yesterday >It was kind of nice to feel like she still thought of you that way >That feeling is quickly marred by the association the word had gotten in your mind due to the abundance of smut you had consumed >Time to go >You gotta get laid >Badly ... >Don’t do it >Just don’t >It isn’t even as nice as you think it is >Even if you do it you won’t get anything out of it will you? >So then why is there a problem? >Well, maybe just one more quick one won’t hurt- >NO >Stop it Silver >Just drop it >... >... >... >Ignoring your better judgement your hand snaps down to the front of your shirt and pulls the fabric up to your nose >You breath in deeply letting the lingering manly scent of his cologne cover your senses like a haze >Oh god >You were wrong >And you had known that while you were lying to yourself about it a few seconds ago >Another deep breath sends white noise exploding through your head >Followed shortly by a twinge of heat from between your legs which breaks your reverie >No! >No, No, No! >Diamond’s words from yesterday were just getting in your head >Your mental thread snaps as you hear the sound of metal clattering at your door >Your eyes snap to the clock >It’s only been an hour or so >Turning around and poking your head over the back of the couch you wait >Sure enough your father walks through the door >You give him a small wave “That was fast, I take it that it either went very well or very poorly?” >You can’t place why immediately but you find yourself on edge waiting for his answer >As he disposes of his jacket and shoes he responds >”Well, you’d be a little wrong either way with that guess.” “So what happened?” >He runs a hand through his hair >”Let me get changed real quick.” >You watch as he ascends the stairs with weighty footfalls >He didn’t seem upset at least >Coming back down in a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt he queries you >”You eat yet?” >You shrug “I snacked on some stuff but that’s about it.” >You watch as he heads into the kitchen and you quickly patter after him >He digs through the freezer with a dissatisfied grunt >”Gonna have to go shopping soon...” >Hopping onto one of the barstools you cross your arms and rest your chest on them >A glance downward has you quickly looking away embarrassed >The gesture had done little to make your small bust look like anything but the maybe B-cups they were >”What’s with that look?” >Your dad had turned to face you after pulling out a carton of eggs and a pack of sausages >His eyes flash from your face down to your arms and back >”Breakfast for dinner ok?” >You nod approvingly with a delicate smile >He turns to the stove and begins warming it up while grabbing a few extra spices and utensils “So are you going to tell me why you’re back so early now?” >He pours the contents of the sausage pack in the pan and the eggs in another with a huff >”Well there isn’t much to say I guess. I went out, had a couple drinks. Came home.” “Did you talk to anyone?” >That same apprehension from earlier returns as you ask the question >”Of course.” “Other than the bartender?” >You hear as he sucks in air through his teeth >”Weeeeell, maybe not.” “So how long are you going to beat around the bush?” >He sighs >”No, I didn’t really even try to go up to anyone.” >All of the motion leaves his body for a second as he stands above the sizzling pans >A deep breath lifts and expands his frame >Underneath the shirt you can see the lightly toned muscle from his efforts to look more presentable >You had noticed that he’d started getting in better shape before Diamond had pointed it out but now that you’re taking a moment to study him the difference sort of takes you by surprise >He always used to have more of the traditional bulky dad bod with a gut but he’s slimmed down a bit >If he was hoping to rock his bare skin on muscle beach he had a long way to go though >Your dad had always had a certain rugged appeal to his looks and his dry humor seemed to match perfectly with it >His smirking, cheeky, smile had a way of making you groan and roll your eyes all the while having the biggest grin spreading across your own face >It didn’t ever take him long to cheer you up unless things were really bad and so you hated not being able to do the same for him >That’s why when he releases the breath and his shoulders deflate you feel a pang of hurt tear into your heart >”I just had a couple drinks, checked some girls out, and now I’m back here... I don’t know if I was scared or worried or what but I just saw these chicks in their little groups and most of them just looked so young and I felt so old and just... sad. The longer I stayed there the more I realized I just wanted to go home and hang out with the most important girl in my life.” >He turns around and gives you that exact same smile you had been thinking of before >Just smug and confident enough to be attractive but not so arrogant as to appear presumptuous or annoying >It was the most charming thing in the world and it had probably gotten him into and out of just about equal amounts of trouble, including with you >You had seen that smile for years and it wasn’t difficult to notice the cold, lonely eyes that had failed to play their part in the act >You do the only thing you can think of and step down from the barstool >Making your way around the counter you come up behind him quietly and wrap your arms around him >He tenses up slightly but relaxes understanding what you’re doing >Your head rests in the small of his back as you squeeze your arms tight against his stomach >After a moment he pulls your arms apart and turns around to face you >Kneeling down he returns the motion and envelops you in his arms >His scent assaults you and you immediately drink it in through your nose >Even the more overpowering fumes of the whiskey he’d had blend in as if a natural addition >He must have had more than he’s letting on >For a short moment the comforting embrace and strong earthy smell in your head has you suspended in a serene, tranquil, pocket dimension safe from the world >You want to stay there as long as you can but that’s not why you came to him >Putting a hand on his chest you push him back slightly and look up at him “I love you dad.” >You watch as the blank stare of his eyes quickly dampens >He averts his gaze and blinks back the moisture before replying in kind >”I love you too kid.” >Your heart flutters at the words and you smile up at him “I’ve got to admit though the thought of you bringing someone home is a little weird...” >He laughs as he releases you and goes back to tending the food >”Like I would do that, I’d sooner shell out for a hotel room than have you experience that particularly awkward form of hell. Plus given the available selection at the place I was drinking it probably wouldn’t have happened anyway.” >You arch an eyebrow “Why’s that? Were they all ugly, horse faced, bimbos?” >The remark comes out a bit more scathing than you’d thought it would >”You really don’t like the idea of me going out do you?” >You look at him quizzically “What do you mean?” >”Every time I mention it or talk about trying to find someone you get this sour look on your face.” “Wha-no I don’t! Do I?” >”I mean kinda yeah.” >By now he’s plating the eggs with the sausage soon to follow “Well if I do, which I don’t know if I believe still, then it’s just because I’m worried for you.” >”Worried for me? I’m a grown man who can take care of himself Sil what’s there to be worried about?” “It’s not you, it’s them.” >You gesture an empty hand in the air attempting to conduct your nebulous words into more comprehensible cacophony of missing context “The dumb girls at the bar. They’d just be looking for some guy to pay for their dinner and then use them up like it’s nothing. You deserve someone better than that.” >He hands you your plate which you take to the counter >Grabbing a bottle of syrup you coat the meat in a decently sized pour while making sure to keep it separate from the eggs >”You’re gonna get fat one day if I keep letting you do shit like that.” >You squint your eyes and stick your tongue out at him before staring down at your meager bosom >Maybe you’d finally fill out a little bit if you did... >Your dad sees your downward gaze and seemingly takes the sulking in the context of what he’d said >”Hey, at least you don’t put ketchup on your eggs. That way in a few years you’ll just be the fat girl instead of the fat, weird, girl.” >His smile makes a return to form as his eyes remember their place in the charming visage “Eww, gross, who does that?” >He shrugs >”Psychopaths probably.” >The two of you take your plates back into the living room and sit side by side on the couch >The television is on primarily for white noise as you both instead opt to sit facing each other as you discourse over dinner “I meant it though, was there no one there that you were interested in?” >”Isn’t this kind of a weird topic for us to talk about?” >You shrug “If you don’t tell it to me then I doubt you’ll be telling anyone so you may as well get it out there. Might help?” >Dad raises his eyebrows and his face shows the reservations he had about broaching the subject quickly fading away >”I mean there were some good looking women there but none of them really had the whole ‘cute’ thing going for them. Your mother had that in spades and I’m glad it got passed down to you instead of whatever it is that I am.” >You feel a deep warmth spread across your face at the compliment making you thankful that the light from the T.V. wasn’t nearly luminous enough to make it visible “You have that suave older man thing going for you and you know it.” >He smiles >”Yeah I totally do, I just love hearing it from people.” >You can’t help but laugh a little at the brazenly self assured attitude >It doesn’t take long for him to continue >”It didn’t help that none of them were really my type either. All upside down triangles as far as the eye could see.” “What does that even mean?” >”It looked like most of them had more silicon in their tits than blood in their brain. Not a single cute butt around either.” >He stops with his fork halfway to his mouth before rapidly lowering it back to the plate >”I’m sorry, this has to be so weird for you. Let’s just talk about something-“ “No! Please it’s fine. I said you could get it off your chest with me so talk to me. Plus I’d kind of like to know what boys like... It’s not like I have any guy friends-“ >”Good.” >Your eyes dagger him for the interjection “I just... I want to feel like I’m good enough... >”Sil, don’t think like that. I spent a lot of time comparing myself to others when I was your age and all it did was make me blind to what I had.” “Do you think Diamond is pretty?” >The random question throws him for a loop >”I... I don’t see what that has to do with what we’re talking about.” “Well all the boys at school are always trailing after her like a pack of drooling dogs just because she has tits that could keep her afloat in a tsunami! It’s just stupid! They don’t even think about how pretty she is it’s just tits, tits, tits with those idiots!” >”Hey! Language man come on.” >You make a baffled face in protest “You literally just said the same thing a second ago!” >”At least use it in moderation please? Can I ask you something? Are you sure you aren’t just a tiny bit jealous?” >A humorless laugh escapes you “It’s envious, and no I’m definitely not!” >You cross your arms defiantly leaving your father to pin you with a doubting stare >”I know, and I meant jealous. I know you and Diamond have been close ever since you were little. And I’ve kind of seen you two uh... doing stuff before.” >WHAT! >You freeze in place for a second as all of the recent times you had fooled around with Di rocket through your head like an F1 rally pack >Oh my god! What did he see?! “What did you see?” >”Just a few kisses. I hope you don’t mind me asking but are you two kind of like a thing? I won’t be mad or anything if you are I just don’t want you to have to hide anything from me.” “I-! NO! We’re just- friends. And she’s really pretty and we were both just curious and and and-“ >”Look, it’s fine ok? Honestly I’m not that surprised given the uh, eclectic nature of your browser history... Definitely not something I expected to pass down to you.” >Your browser-? >AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! “Have you been going through my stuff!” >He raises a hand in defense >”No! You know I wouldn’t do that. Do you remember a couple months back when I bought you that new laptop for ‘school’?” >The memory floods back to you. You’d always had to use your dad’s computer in his office for school work >Ever since you’d hit puberty whenever he was out of the house you also used it for some extra curricular anatomy lessons >”I was looking for a webpage in my history and you had forgotten to delete yours after you were done. I figured it would be best to just get you something of your own at that point.” >You sink as deep down into the couch as you can while using your legs to block your dad from view “Oh my god can I die now please...” >In the midst of your groaning a thought comes to you “What do you mean ‘pass down’ to me?” >”Eeeehhh well I’m a single guy who hasn’t gotten laid in close to a year so I was already pretty acquainted with some of those sites before I saw them pop up in the history.” “Wait, a year? But you and mom only broke up like four months ago.” >”Yup.” >Oh “I guess I didn’t realize it was so bad between the two of you...” >”Yeah well for what it’s worth we tried to keep it away from you. You shouldn’t have to deal with that kind of shit at your age.” “That must have been hard...” >”Yeah, and now that I’m single I’m free to go and depress myself while leering creepily at 20 somethings.” “You didn’t answer my question.” >”What?” “Do you think Diamond’s pretty?” >”Sil she’s 16, I’m not answering that.” “That kind of answered it anyway.” >”Ok well no shit, you’d have to be blind to not see that she’s probably gonna turn heads her whole life. But again, I’m waaay too old to even be talking about that.” “I wish I had her body...” >”I don’t get why. She doesn’t have everything.” >It only now dawns on you how drunk he must really be to be having this conversation with you “What more could she possibly have? She’s perfect!” >”Her ass isn’t nearly as good as your- uh, your mother’s was back in the day.” “What’s with you and butts?” >”What’s with you and wanting to know all this weird shit about me? Eat your food before it’s cold.” “But-“ >”Food, eat, now.” >The following moments are spent in silence as you eat >Grabbing the remote you find an old adventure movie and let it play as you recline back into the couch >After a while your dad gets up to use the restroom and you stretch out on the length of the couch >You feel bad about the awkward tension you’d just thrown into the mix >Well, more awkward than it already had been >Maybe it would just be better to go to bed at this point... >You have little time to think as your dad reemerges >”Scoot.” “Did you wash your hands?” >He flicks his fingers at you and a cold spray of water startles you into a sitting position “Hey!” >”Put a new hand towel in there if you’re gonna use the other one as a makeup wipe.” >The grin on his face and the tone in his voice ease your worries >He retakes his seat and when he does you lay down across the couch with your head on his thigh >”If you’re tired why don’y you just go to sleep?” “I’m not that tired yet. And I want to hang out with you more. Don’t you want to hang out with ‘the most important girl in your life’?” >”I do, even if you are a little shit sometimes.” >He laughs and runs his hand through your hair >Despite your best efforts and declaration to the contrary both you and your dad quickly sink into the warm blanket of sleep on the couch ... >You awake with a groggy haze covering your mind >A pleasant warmth on your cheek and a quick survey of your surroundings reminds you of how you fell asleep >It seems neither you nor dad had moved much in the night >The gently, rhythmic pulsing of the blood in his leg against your ear lulls you back into a comfortable rest as you close your eyes >You ficus on the beat of his life running through him >Th-thump, th-thump, th-thump >Slow and steady with a calm serenity to it >The only thing to disturb the tranquility is a slight twitch in his leg with every heartbeat like he was flexing it >Paying it little mind you fill your lungs with a beep breath of air catching your father’s scent as you do >It was the same as last night only stronger and headier >The longer you lay there the more acutely aware of the twitching in his leg you are >Twitching wasn’t the right word... >Throbbing? >You raise your hand and place it under your face to act as a small cushion >Your palm hits his thigh and you feel your fingers curl around a lump of some kind >Resting your head back on your hand your hear a rousing from above you >”Nnnhh...” >The lump under your hand immediately stiffens >You freeze >Followed shortly by bolting upright >Staring down at his lap you see a stiff bulge in his shorts where your face had just been nuzzling >Your mind reels as mental snapshots are burned into your mind >The musky scent, the warmth, the groan he’d let out when your hand- >You feel him twitch under your hand >You quickly yank your appendage away while a furious crimson tears through your cheeks and a deluge of blood floods into your nether region >He’s hard >He’s THROBBING >Oh god >You gawk at it as your first instinct is to grab it, squeeze it, smell it, anything! >You have little time to think as a yawn escapes the man >You shuffle to the other side of the couch as he stretches >His eyes flutter open and he glances over at you >”’Morning Sil.” >You stutter slightly and clear your throat >G-good morning Daddy.” >All the while your eyes have been periodically going back to his manhood to watch it twitching under the fabric >”Sleep well?” >You nod “Yeah, uh, you?” >”Yeah, I gotta take a leak though.” >The unflattering verbage helps to quell some of your tumultuous feelings >He gets up and you notice he chooses to keep his back to you as much as he can while he walks to the restroom >When he’s out of sight your hand reaches down into your pajama shorts finding them to be slick with your essence >Half of you is disgusted and the other half is even more aroused by the discovery >You find yourself unable to stop from toying with your nub once your fingers brush over it >You only break from the motion once you hear your dad coming back from the restroom >”You want some breakfast? How about pancakes?” “That sounds good.” >You grab your phone and enter the kitchen >Taking up residence on the same stool from last night you watch as dad gets to work >It doesn’t take long for him to whip up a few cakes and soon he’s seated next to you with fork in hand >”Got any plans today?” “Not really, you?” >”Probably just gonna go for a workout. Hit the store. That’s about it. Would you mind cleaning up around here a little? It’s getting kind of cluttered.” >You nod with an affirming hum >You see your dad check his phone and sigh >”Guess I should get to it, almost noon already. You need anything from the store?” “Well... if you don’t mind then maybe some wine for this weekend?” >”You’re pretty bold you know that? Fine, what kind?” “Uhhh, good wine?” >He laughs >”’Good wine’, very specific. Alright, I’ll see what they have.” >Placing the dishes in the dishwasher he heads upstairs to change and you head to your room >A couple moments pass and you hear the front door open and close with the key turning in the lock leaving you to your devices ... >Your keys turn in the lock and you reenter your house for the second time today >You’d asked Sil if she wanted to join you at the gym but that was a stretch given how she has gymnastics during the week >You smile at the accidental pun >As you enter the house proper the air conditioning blissfully goes to work on your heated form >You take your shirt off and drop it in the garage by the washer for later >Heading back inside you take note of the clean house >It was already pushing evening and you were planning on getting dinner started >You hear light footsteps descending the stairs before your Silver haired daughter appears >”Hi dad! Are we having dinner soon? I’m starving.” “Hey, thanks for cleaning up. And yeah I was gonna take a quick shower then start making it. >You see her face scrunch into a pout >”Oh come on I’m sure it can wait.” “Sil I probably reek.” >She comes up to you and sniffs the air in front of you >She only came up to about mid-stomach on you making the sight a little odd from your position >”I think you smell fine, kind of good actually.” >You sniff yourself >It wasn’t bad per se but you definitely smelled strongly of a workout >Whatever, you’re hungry “Alright it can wait I guess. Mind grabbing me a beater shirt?” >You noticed that she’s been staring at you since she came down here “Like something you see?” >You flex jokingly with an exaggerated grunt but to your surprise she just nods a little sheepishly >”You’re looking good dad. Working out’s paying off. Flex again?” >You flex an arm and she reaches out to touch the light muscle growing there >You had not expected that reaction >And now you’ve got a weird head rush of self confidence >You subconsciously puff up a bit with a smile “Thanks, I’m glad someone is noticing.” >”Well at the very least you know Di probably is. I swear she just gawks at you whenever she’s here now.” “Yeah I’ve actually kind of noticed that a bit. What’s the deal?” >”Well you’re kinda hot dad.” >Her eyes shoot fully open in a millisecond >”I didn’t mean that! Wait- no I mean that I didn’t mean it like that. I mean you’re good looking and stuff but that’s not what- like if I wasn’t your daughter than I’d definitely- no! You know what nevermind...” >She shrinks back hiding her face and resulting blush behind one of her hands “You’re cute you know that?” >She smiles a dopey smile at you which you return >You raise your eyebrows “So dinner? Chicken caesar ok with you?” >She nods and wraps her arms around you >”I love you dad.” “I love you too honey.” >... “Shirt please?” >”Oh! Be right back.” >She scampers off with her braid bouncing in time with her butt >Aaand focusing on making dinner now ... >The work week is a grind >You signed up for OT the first three days but having one of your coworkers out sick had forced you to pick up the other two days as well leaving little time for much else >Sil had been stepping up more and more recently, showing her domestic side by making dinner and keeping the house in order >It gave you a sense of pride knowing that she had grown into such a young woman the past few years >She’d even had some beers ice cold and ready for you when you got home on Thursday and Friday which you immensely appreciated >It was like you’d randomly gained an adorable housewife >That’s a weird thought... >You’ve found yourself thinking of Sil as anything but just your daughter the past week to mixed results >It helped you to relate to her on a more personal level and you’ve been enjoying the conversations you’ve been able to have with her because of it >You felt closer, a trend that has only grown since your wife’s- uh, ex-wife’s, departure and you loved being able to have that with her >Which is why you loathe the fact that you have a constant churning apprehension in her presence >She was growing up and it had become all too apparent in light of the mature topics the two of you had been broaching recently >You just thank the gods that people’s eyes and asses are on different sides of their bodies >You’d come home to her lying facedown in her gymnastics leotard on the couch one day and it had failed to stay properly in place >What she lacked in bust size was certainly made up for in the size and shape of her backside >It was perfectly rounded, tight, with just a little jiggle just like her mothers >God stop it man >You shake your head as you pull into the driveway >You gotta get laid >Last Saturday was a bust and you hadn’t even gotten yourself off in about a week >You had tried but each time unscrupulous thoughts of two girls you know had invaded your mind leaving you full of shame >That same thought brings you full circle to the apprehension stirring within your gut as you push through the front door >As soon as you do you see those two girls sitting on your living room couch watching an old film >One you actually know surprisingly >Cyrano de Bergerac? >Weird choice >”Hi Daddy!” >”Hi Mr Mouse!” “Hey girls, sorry I’m late. I see you got the party started without me.” >You motion at the plates of food and sodas the two had placed in front of them >The two look at each other with a smirk >”Maybe a little but now we can start the real party right Mr. Mouse?” >You laugh and roll your eyes “Yeah, mind setting us up while I get comfortable?” >The two girls nod in unison before bounding into the kitchen >You ascend the stairs and doff your work attire before donning a pair of pajama pants and a T-shirt >Heading back down the stairs you find the girls with a bottle of wine along with your bottle of whiskey and the appropriate glasses >Wasting no time you grab yours which had been pre-filled and down it “Alright, so what do you two feel like doing?” >”Ooo! Let’s watch a scary movie!” >Doubt it, Sil hates- >”Yeah! But can I sit with you daddy?” >You shrug “Sure, pick something while I grab a plate.” >By the time you’re back in the living room they have a movie on and Sil is standing in front of the couch which Diamond inhabits >She waits for you to sit and then plops down in your lap with Diamond leaning against your arm >Sil hands you a refilled glass and the opening scenes of the movie begin rolling >The movie itself isn’t that scary to you but it seems to be having quite the effect on the girls >Silver especially has pulled your arm around her and is hugging it tightly only letting it go for you to sip your glass or grab a bite of food >Diamond would squeeze your other arm between her chest whenever she was spooked letting the soft mounds caress you >The more squirming the two did the harder it was to focus on the film and the more aware you became of Silver’s cushy backside pressing into your crotch >Against your best efforts you feel yourself swelling to life beneath her warm, soft cheeks >Thankfully she seems too preoccupied with the movie to take notice but that wasn’t the only problem >A quick glance down at Diamond gives you the most wonderful view of her cleavage pressed into your arm and you can’t stop yourself >Blood pulses into your dick flexing it involuntarily >The reaction forces your manhood to press hard up into Silver’s butt and along her mound >It takes all your effort not to groan from the sensation >Shit, there’s no way she didn’t notice that >Regardless she doesn’t comment and instead hugs your arm tighter >The alcohol is muddling your brain >The movie’s getting close to the end, just try to relax >You breathe deeply trying to calm yourself as the warmth of the small girl envelops your groin >Her squirming does nothing to help your situation >You’ve got to get some space before something you regret happens >Now “Hey, let me up for a sec, I gotta use the bathroom.” >They do as you ask releasing you from the jaws of their constraint >You go up the stairs as fast as you can without arousing suspicion and enter the bathroom >You quickly shut and lock the door behind you dropping your pants and taking hold of your aching member >You think about Diamond, her tits sandwiching your cock in their pillowy embrace as you thrust between them >You think about her sucking you and cooing as you groan with your meat in her mouth >You begin to grunt as you stroke >Next Silver dominates your mind >Her ass backed up against your cock >Calling you daddy >The pang of shame and guilt does nothing to stop your hand >In your mind’s eye you drive into her hard and fast from behind >She’s moaning >Mewling >Oh god “Nnngh! Silver!” >You explode in thick ropes of release painting the counter and even part of the mirror >Your off hand clenches onto the marbled surface for dear life as your vision blurs and your legs quake >When you return to your senses you’re half curled over the sink panting like a wild animal >You see streaks of your cum splattered everywhere >Shakily you pull your pajamas up and wipe down the bathroom >The realization of what you had done slams into you >What the fuck ... >“Hey, let me up for a sec, I gotta use the bathroom.” >You wait until his feet disappear up the stairs before quickly turning to Diamond “I could feel it! God he was so hard and warm and he just twitched an- ah!” >Diamond’s hand is already between your legs >”I know! I saw you grinding against it you little nymph. Wait...” >Her eyes glaze over in thought before snapping back to reality in realization >”Come on!” >She grabs your hand and pulls you to the stairs “What?” >”Shh! Just come on. And be quiet!” >Diamond, now whispering loudly, pulls you up the stairs and to the bathroom door from under which light was shining >She presses up against the door listening to the noises you could hear emanating from within >You do much the same and press an ear to the door facing Di >You hear rhythmic rustling and heavy breathing >A few pants of breath, grunts and groans, and then with little warning >“Nnngh! Silver!” >Soft wet thuds on marble immediately follow >You and Diamond stare back at each other in shock >Your jaw begins to work towards forming a word before Di shoves a finger up to your lips silencing you >Pointing down the stairs she leads you silently back to the couch where the two of you explode into hushed whispers “Was-, did he-? He said my name!” >”Oh my god he was jerking off to you! He *moaned* your name, he totally wants you. What are you gonna do?” “What do you mean ‘what am I gonna do’? He’s my dad! I can’t- we can’t just....” >”Can’t? So like you totally would if you could?” “I...” >You hadn’t thought about it >Not consciously anyway >You try to reconcile your attraction as teen lust but you already know in your heart that’s not what the tumultuous feelings you’ve been having are pointing toward “...Maybe...” >Diamond dives at you pinning you to the couch >Her legs straddle you and her lips quickly mount your own >One of her hands reaches for your chest and begins rubbing and squeezing in a fervor >She pulls back every few seconds to get a word in >”Fuck Sil. Just imagining you-. And him-. Watching him push into you-. For the first time-. Can I be there? Please? When he takes your V-card? “Nnh! Di, you’re so bad!” >She plants her lips on yours once again holding you down on the couch >Your heart flutters like a hummingbird and a roiling heat had begun burning below your waist >You let Di’s ministrations whisk you into a stupor of desire along with the buzz from the drinks you’d been having >As she does your mind drifts to lecherous thoughts of taboo affairs ... >What’s wrong with you? >Just moving on instinct, not thinking about the consequences >About what might happen if you take this further >But oh god you don’t want to stop >You don’t even know if you could at this point >You’re so horny and just the thought of them is driving you to the edge >Get a hold of yourself >You feel yourself slipping back into that same domineering bitch that you were >Silver pressed beneath you, moaning and mewling, cuts your thoughts short >You mash your lips against hers in carnal need >You hear footsteps >Above you, from the stairs >It’s Anon >Fuck you want him >Inside you, on top of you >On top of *her* >You want to watch him fucking her senseless >Oh god you can’t even think >Her knee is pressed into your pussy grinding out your better judgement >You gasp into her mouth >Shoving a hand around her neck you kiss her forehead and down around her face “I can’t wait to see you two. Mmmph, god!” >The steps are coming down the stairs now >You should stop >But you can’t >You keep kissing and fondling and moaning >And then there he is >Eyes glued on the two of you in shock, confusion, desire? >Maybe all of them at once >You wink and wave at him with your fingers, still assaulting his daughter’s mouth >Pulling back quickly for breath you raise a finger to your lips signaling him to remain quiet >Sil hasn’t noticed yet >Maybe she just won’t >Then a wonderfully terrible idea crosses your mind “Tell me what you want Sil.” >”Mmh, your mouth, please.” “Ah ah, not from me silly. Tell me what you *really* want.” >”Di, I don’t know.” >You send your hand down between her legs to massage her aching sex >Her soft whine of pleasure spurs you on “Come on, you can say it. I won’t tell anybody. What do you want?” >You increase the pressure of your ministrations on her mound >”Ah! I... I want daddy to fuck me! I want to feel him inside me! I want to hear him groaning and grunting and swearing like an animal! I want to feel it when he explodes inside me!” >Sil tenses up under you >”T-that was loud. We should stop. Oh god what if he heard me?” >You glance at Anon >His mouth is a hard line which injects a surplus of worry into you until you notice the stiffening protrusion in his pants >You once again motion for him to remain silent and he quietly reascends the stairs “Relax Silly, it wasn’t that loud.” >You glance up and see that Anon has disappeared “Come on, let’s have another drink.” >Getting up off of Silver you grab your glass and pour some more wine for the two of you >You clink your glass against hers with a wicked smile “Cheers!” ... >You wake up with a blaring headache >Cursing your desk bottle you stumble to the bathroom for some ibuprofen >Looking death in the face as you stare into the mirror you retrace the events of last night >Watched a movie >Got drunk >Jerked off to your daughter >Heard her say your name while her best friend got her off >Just the usual stuff >Diamond saw you >She wanted you to hear Silver >The only reason you can think of is that she’s trying to... >Set you up? >With Silver? >Why? >Splashing water on your face you wipe a hand from brow to chin >It doesn’t really matter why, you should put a stop to it >Leaving the restroom you head downstairs >The clock on the microwave informs you that it’s well into afternoon already >You don’t see the girls anywhere >You check the usual spots and find them lounging in the sun by your pool on a couple of towels >Diamond immediately perks up and waves you over >”Mr Mouse! Can you come put some lotion on my back?” >Can a guy catch a break? >”And mine too? Please?” >Guess not >Squinting at the two of them you raise a hand to shade your eyes >May as well, soaking in the pool might help your brain buster of a headache too >That fucking sun won’t though “Yeah one sec.” >You shuffle inside and grab some shades before reemerging >Making your way to the pair you see they’ve both turned over and are lying on their stomaches “So is there a reason you two can’t just do this for each other?” >You say as you grab the bottle of sun tan and pop the cap >”Uh duh? I don’t want to have that greasy stuff all over my phone.” >You notice that she’d been idly twiddling away at her device while talking back up at you “Oh, super important stuff then. Gotcha.” >You squeeze a glob into your hand and begin rubbing it between her shoulders >”One sec, don’t want any ugly tan lines.” >She reaches back and grabs the knot in her bikini top “What’s wrong with tan lines? Some people like them.” >She turns to look at you for a second >Her overly large and gaudy glasses giving you little to read other than your own reflection >She smiles and her hand falls away >”Nothing, tan lines are fine. Right Sil?” >Silver huffs >”Ugh, you mean burn lines? I’ll never tan.” >She lays her head back down turning away from the two of you >Resuming what you were doing you massage the oil into Diamond’s back >You quickly pass over her legs making sure not to wander to far north as you do >A soft coo of approval floats up to your ears as you work your way across the surface of her glistening skin >”You have nice hands Mr. Mous.” “And what does that mean?” >”Whatever you want it to.” >Silver turns her head to look at Diamond but her own sunglasses don’t give much insight as to why >After a moment she turns back the other way “Alright Di, I think you’re good. Sil I assume you want sunscreen instead?” >”Yes please.” >You switch bottles and sides and begin working the sunscreen into Silver’s back >The muscles under the skin are taut and her whole body feels stiff >You take some time to work at the tension which slowly seems to dissipate to the point where she lets out a content sigh of her own >You travel across the surface of whatever exposed skin you could find >Despite your attempt to remain chaste you find your hand creeping further up the back of her thighs with each pass until it’s pressed up right below her cheek >You stop yourself when you hear her breath hitch just as you risked running a thumb near the hem of her bathing suit >You quickly move your hands to her lower back and attempt to play it off as nothing “You stressed about something?” >The simple words immediately undo any good your fingers may have accomplished >Luckily she seems to settle down quickly thereafter >”I’m fine, all done?” >You hum in affirmation >”Are you gonna get a towel too?” >”Yeah, why don’t you join us Mr Mous? We’d *love* the company.” “Isn’t it a little boring for you two to hang out with me all the time? Shouldn’t you be at the mall or something like normal teenagers?” >”Why? Want us to leave so you can have the whole house to yourself?” “I didn’t say that. I’m just old you know? And I assume boring.” >”Please, a man like you is way more interesting than any boy we could find there would be.” >If she thinks she’s being subtle she shouldn’t go into espionage >Just then Diamond’s ring tone goes off >She answers and the sides of her mouth are quickly pulled down into a scowl >”No I- Now? But why?! Can’t I just- alright I- ALRIGHT.” >She hangs up and begins getting up in a huff “Everything alright?” >Poor choice of words Anon >Both you and Silver had watched the display unfold quietly as it was one you’d become accustomed to after prolonged exposure to the Rich family >”Ugh, some little douche called in a bomb threat at their hotel and even though they know who it is they locked the place down ‘just to be safe’” >She curls her fingers into air quotes as she says the words, shrugging and making a face of disgust as a follow up gesture >”Now Mother is furious and Father wants us all to go out to dinner so she’ll calm down and he won’t let me out of it.” “Shitty, you need me to take you home?” >”No, Father said they’d be outside in a couple minutes. I’ll just go pack real quick.” >She stomps off into the house and you sigh at her back “That girl’s got a fucked up home life.” >”You don’t even know the half of it. Why do you think she’s over here all the time?” “To stare at my rockin’ bod apparently.” >You give Silver a cheeky smile >You can’t see them but you know for a fact her eyes are rolling out like the Autobots >Dropping the jest you look back toward the house “Well I’m fine with letting her hang out if it helps her deal with it. You’re always there for her right? Seems like she needs it.” >Silver nods >”As much as I can be...” “Come on, we should walk her out.” >The two of you rise up and head inside where you find Diamond already packed and at the front door >You’d be surprised at her expediency if this type of thing didn’t happen so often “Hey, why don’t you come over next weekend and we can make up for lost time yeah?” >She smiles at the thought >”You know I want to but I don’t know if Father would let me. He says I’ve been avoiding them and he wants us to ‘hang out more’ like he even knows what that means.” >You tilt your head up in an affirming gesture “Why don’t you let him talk to me about it and we’ll see what happens? Also, what’s with the whole ‘Father’ thing. That’s always been weird to me, seems too formal.” >”Please, if I ever tried to call him anything but that he’d just assume I wanted something from him. Maybe you could be both Silver’s and my daddy though. Bye Sil! Love you.” >She winks at you lecherously to accompany her words before giving Silver a quick hug >Your cock swells with life but just as quickly she’s out the door through which you spy a waiting Bentley >You lock it and turn to move back into the entryway only to bump into Silver >Your swollen member presses into her exposed midriff from inside your shorts and for a second you think you can see the molecules in the air slowing down as time grinds to a halt >You expect her to back pedal but instead her arms wrap around you >She looks up at you with a melancholic smile and a slight blush >”Thank you for being such a great dad.” >You smile down at her “No problem hun.” >A long, pregnant, pause populates the room as she holds your gaze >Your head lightens and you feel unsteady on your feet as you stare down into her gorgeous globes >You can’t look away >You can’t let go >You can’t breath >You can’t think >Not as your faculties shut down one by one and all that remains is that burning image of her violet eyes piercing up into the windows of your soul >Time dilates along with your pupils until there’s nothing but the perfect painting that she had become in that moment >You feel the ends of eternity melting away, dragging you into an endless abyss outside of space or time or logic >Then you twitch >And the dam bursts letting the stymied ocean of thoughts return in a torrential flood >Both of you let go at once beginning to look in every direction but where you previously had been >Failing at this the two of you glance back at each other again and again as a stream of nervous, giddy, giggles and chuckles begin to flow out of your mouths >Your hand shoots up to scratch at your stubble as hers go to twirl her braid >After a moment of awkward fiddling you clear your throat and motion with a hand further into the house “Uh, back to the pool?” >She quickly nods and clears her own throat >”Yeah! Yes, uh- mmhmm.” >She turns and begins to lead you back out, all the while your eyes are glued right below her waist to the lightly bouncing mounds that resided there >Once outside again you make your way to the pool stairs and dip your feet in >The cool water is a little shocking but enjoyable none the less once you’ve acclimated a bit >You take your shirt off and step a little deeper only to be reprimanded >”Aren’t you forgetting something?” >You know what she’s implying but you feign ignorance “Oh my shorts? They’re mesh, they’ll be fine.” >She rolls her eyes >You think, you can’t actually see them >”Put some sunscreen on. I’ll even do it for you since you’re so lazy, return the favor.” >This time you roll your own eyes “Yeah whatever, let’s get it over with.” >You walk over to her towel and lay on it face down >It doesn’t take long for her to kneel down behind you and grab the bottle of sunscreen >She immediately begins tending to her self given task >As her small hands and spindly fingers trace their way over your back you can feel your muscles clenching involuntarily >Try as you might you find it hard to relax >She seems to notice this and with as much weight and force as she can muster she drives her tiny palms into the knots >”And you were asking if I was stressed? What’s wrong with you?” >She gives no time for you to respond as she digs further into your back >You let out a grunt as the paradoxically painful yet pleasurable sensation passes through your wound muscles >”You ok?” “Yeah, I guess I’m just realizing how stressed I’ve been lately. Never really sat down and thought about it because I’ve been running around so much.” >”Is there anything I can do? For you?” “Just keep on being the most important girl in my life, and my favorite.” >Obviously not satisfied she continues >”What if I give you a massage every day when you get home from work? I could buy some oil and some candles. Might help?” >You begin to picture a scene of Silver oiling your skin in a candle lit room >That along with the pseudo massage you were getting right now has you glad that you’re lying on your stomach “You know you have homework to be doing. And besides, I usually get home so late that you should be getting ready for bed by then anyway.” >”Flip over.” >She commands you and after a quick flex of your meat you determine it won’t show too obviously >Rolling onto your back you smirk at her “I think I can do the front myself.” >”I know but what did I just say! I want to help you so let me help you.” >She begins with the front of your shoulders moving down each arm one at a time “You know you’re more of a housewife now than your mom ever was.” >She abruptly stops but only for a fraction of a second and then continues with a smile >”Do you like that?” “I mean, yeah. You’ve really grown up a lot recently. I’m proud of you Sil.” >You’d think she was blushing if the sun hadn’t already brought a rosy color to her skin >”Thanks.” >That was all she could muster but you can tell the small comment meant the world to her >Sometimes it was hard not to forget that you were the only guy in her life of any sort >Well there was Mr. Rich but he wasn’t exactly a great male role model now was he? >You make a quick mental note to tell her how you feel more often >Her hands move over your chest and down your abdomen >Your shorts had been riding a little low and her fingers traced just over your waistline sending electricity into your lower half >”If you ever need anything just let me know.” >She makes another pass across your waist, gaze averted from your own >”Anything, ok?” >You sit up as fast as you can without arousing too much suspicion as you begin swelling to life >Being bent at the waist helps keep your modesty intact “I think right now what I need is a dip, you gonna come in with me?” >She nods, her braid bouncing as she does >Easing your way into the water you let the cool liquid envelop you >You release the air from your lungs in a heavy stream as you sink down to your chin in the pool >It doesn’t take long for Silver to latch onto you >Her arms link behind your neck and her legs grapple behind your waist as she comes to rest hanging off of you like a monkey >”What about some time alone? I know I’m always kind of right there from the second you get home. I could let you relax in your study. Get you a drink, give you some time to uh, unwind?” “Unwind huh? And how would I do that?” >You’d caught the implication in her voice but the less reasonable part of you wanted to push further >”Weeeell, you did say that I had inherited my ‘eclectic’ tastes. I’m sure you could find something to do with some free time.” >You shrug “Yeah you’re probably right about that. Maybe I should just go to the bar again instead. See what I can find.” >A scowl erupts across her lips >”But why? None of those skanks would ever make you happy.” “Oh yeah? Says who? It seems to me like you’re getting pretty worked up over the idea of me meeting someone. Why is that?” >”You’re too good for them! I told you that last time!” “So who would be good enough for me then?” >Your retaliatory question has her stopped in her tracks “Someone like you I suppose?” >”Uh, yes? Who could be better than someone who loves you and wants the best for you and wants to take care of you?” “You’re right, sounds perfect doesn’t it? It’s a shame there’s no one out there quite like you huh?” >You swiftly plant a kiss on her forehead >”Maybe I should just do it then.” >She sticks her tongue out at you and you splash a bit of water in her face “Sure kid, get right on that.” >Conversation drifts away from anything outside the norm and after an hour or so the two of you get out >Afternoon passes into evening and just as you’re about to head up to bed your phone rings >By the time you’ve hung up you’re in a sour mood and it shows >”What’s wrong?” >A heavy sigh escapes you “I have to work tomorrow. They want everyone on deck to finish up the last leg of this project.” >”Wha-! That’s bullshit! They can’t just force you to come in.” “Language, and no they can’t but they can definitely make up some B.S. excuse to fire me if I don’t. Listen I know it sucks but we really do need the money. This whole weekend’s been a bust hasn’t it?” >She looks down at the ground dejectedly >Placing a hand on her shoulder you try to reassure her “Hey, we already have plans to have Diamond over next weekend again right? Why don’t I just use some sick days to make sure this doesn’t happen again? Maybe I’ll even take Monday off.” >She nods dejectedly, still not entirely convinced “Come on, let’s hit the sack. I’ve got work in the morning, apparently.” >You fail to keep your own disdain for the situation from creeping into your voice in that last sentence >Regardless the two of you make preparations for bed and retire to your respective rooms for the night ... >The following morning has you glued to your job until you’re back home again in roughly the time it takes for your soul to die >Luckily you have a small font of life to rejuvenate you in the form of Silver >As she had suggested she quickly sweeps you up into your study where you find a stiff drink and a warm plate of food >You doff your work attire and get comfortable at which point Sil begins lightly massaging your back for a spell >Her hands eventually stop and she pecks you on the cheek >”So uh, have fun?” >You chuckle “Thanks, I might watch the game if it’s on. What about you?” >”I’m sure I’ll find something to do...” >Her face is slightly reddened but you can’t immediately tell why so you shrug and let her leave you in the room alone >As you had said you recline with drink in hand and get a replay of that night’s game going >Neither team was one you cared much for but it came down to a last minute play and the whole thing was pretty back and forth so at least it was interesting >By the time it was over it was late into the night and you began navigating your way toward a more adult oriented strand of the web >Sil had been intermittently bringing you fresh drinks over the course of the game and you were a little sloshed >Half of you is wondering if you can even get it up right now >... >You down the rest of your drink and fish out the two metal whiskey stones you’d used in place of ice >Looking across the room at your cabinet you toss the stones underneath the furnishing haphazardly >You throw in a curse “Shit!” >You wait about a minute before calling out “Hey! Sil?” >A pitter patter of footfalls ascend towards you from downstairs >Sil pushes through the open door to face you >”Everything ok?” “Yeah, I just knocked my glass over and the stones went flying under the cabinet. Could you use those little arms of yours to reach them?” >She smiles >”Sure daddy.” “Thanks baby.” >As she makes her way over to the cabinet you get your phone out and quickly get to the camera >Hitting record you discretely prop your phone facing Silver >She gets down on her knees and bends down to peer under the cabinet >Her butt sticks straight out towards you and you can see the panty lines emphasizing the form beneath her pajamas >”Mmm, one sec’ ok?” >Her rear begins shaking back and forth like a tantalizing metronome >Your cock is pulsing against your own shorts now and your hand idly runs at it >”Ugh, these shorts are always falling down.” >Her hand reaches back and tugs the garment up As far as she could >What results is a near perfect mold of what lay beneath >Your hand pulls your throbbing member out from it’s confines and pumps away hard and fast as quietly as possible >”Aha!” >In a flash you throw your meat back into your shorts along your leg as Silver stands up triumphantly >”Got it! Oh, yuck, I’ll go wash these off real quick.” >She’s back before you have time to even formulate a response and she places the stone back in your empty glass >”Want another one?” “No, I think you’ve done enough for me tonight. Thanks hun.” >”No problem daddy. Just let me know if you need anything at all.” >She quickly steps forward placing a hand on your thigh right where your bulge was >Planting a peck on your cheek she smiles once again and whispers in your ear >”I love you daddy.” >You swear you can feel the lightest of squeezes as she says the words >You cock flexes with a mind of its own >She pulls away and begins towards the door “Sil...” >Turning to face you there’s an apprehension about her “Daddy?” >You pause with a confession on your tongue “Uh, goodnight hun.” >Her face falls ever so slightly >”Goodnight dad.” >You look over to your phone >Grabbing it you delete the video in disgust and drop it back on your desk >Slouching down into your chair you rub your temples and slowly sink down into the abyss of sleep ... >Tuesday offers little variation in your day >Once you’re home you immediately go to launch into some chores you’d forgotten but find them already done >Sounds like Sil is in her room talking away on her phone >After taking a shower you get into your night clothes and sit in bed >You side eye the book on your nightstand but leave it where it lay >You let your eyes droop and next you open them you see that it’s late into the night >Getting up briefly you kill the lights in your room before properly laying down to sleep ... >Wednesday and Thursday go by faster as you can feel the end of the week approaching >Wednesday night you finally make that phone call to Diamond’s father >It goes smoothly enough, sounds like things blew over at least a little since last weekend >He agrees on the condition that you all go out to brunch the coming Sunday which you agree to >Thursday night Sil sits on her phone as you watch some evening news >She occasionally looks over to you either with a question or a silent gaze >She’s smiling a lot so she must be talking to Diamond >Or some boy... >You feel a flare of jealousy burn within your chest for a second >You wish that it had been the overly protective father kind but you already knew it wasn’t >She even said she hasn’t been getting anyone trying to hit on her so that’s good at least >Unless she’s lying to you >Would she do that? >For some shitty kid who she probably doesn’t even like that mu- >You derail the mental express before it goes careening into other territory >You’d been keeping your interactions with Sil short since Monday night but she seems to be taking notice >Opting to hang out with you whenever she can but that isn’t saying much given the lack of activity in her day to day affairs >Her tousled braid and the light from her phone illuminating her face paints a beautiful, cozy, picture >You have to pull your eyes away after a moment out of fear that she may notice you staring >Not for the first time recently you entertain the notion that your predicament would be much easier had you had a homely daughter instead of the gorgeous girl before you >You sigh >You gotta get laid ... >Friday! >You shuffle through your front door on tired feet and toss your things into a pile in the entryway >You wonder where Sil is and decide to see if you can sneak up on her >Quietly making your way to her door you can hear her voice resonating from within >”No, I haven’t... well I’m scared ok? And it’s not like I haven’t been trying! What if it ruins everything? I don’t even know what boys like since I’m not a wannabe turbo-slut like you.” >A giggle follows the last sentence before going quiet for a pause >”Maybe tonight. I just need to work up the c-“ >You strike the closed door abruptly ending her words and replacing them with a loud mix between a squeak and a gasp “Hey Sil, I’m home.” >You hear a few hurried whispers before the door swings open and a red faced Silver appears in the entry way >She was in a mini skirt and thin strapped tank top that glued itself to her form >Which made it very apparent that she wasn’t wearing a bra as her perky chest bounced with two small, distinct, points poking at the fabric >”H-hi Daddy! How was work?” “Could have been better but hey, it’s the weekend! You know what that means?” >”Alcohol?” “Booze! You busy or do you want to join me? Heard you on the phone.” >She shakes her head and smiles >”No I want to spend time with you. What can I make you?” “Us, if you want. And whatever, how about just rum and coke? Probably won’t be as hard on your tastebuds.” >You chuckle to yourself at the memory of her reaction to the whiskey >”Sure, I’ll go get it-“ >You reach down and with little effort hoist the small girl over your shoulder >”Hey!” >Being careful of the walls you turn and march to the kitchen with the giggling girl in tow “Looks like this is our stop. Everybody off.” >Bouncing her up you ease her down >”What’s gotten into you?” “Don’t know, I’m just happy to be home I guess. Happy to be with my favorite girl again. Now come on, I was promised a drink and some entertainment wasn’t I?” >She scoffs with a cheeky smile >”Um, no, I don’t remember anything about entertainment. What did you have in mind?” “Well how about while you’re making the drinks you can tell me all about that boy you were talking to Diamond about?” >Her eyes snap open in slight panic before settling into a mild wariness as a blush creeps across her face >”I wasn’t-! How much did you hear?” >You’re both amused and slightly proud of how quick she is at trying to gauge the situation rather than deny the obvious >You wonder what kind of mental gymnastics are going on in that head of hers right now to find a way out of this “Oh just something about boys and turbo sluts. Why don’t you explain it for me? Got a guy you like?” >She rolls her eyes as she sets about pouring your glasses >”I mean, yes. But it’s kind of complicated.” “He got a girlfriend or something?” >”Something like that. I just- I think he likes me but he hasn’t really talked to me about it so nothing’s really happening...” “He’s probably just worried then. Maybe you should take some initiative. If some girl was into me I’d be fine with them making the first move.” >She pauses and looks at you for a second before returning to her task >”Really?” “Why not? The worst that could happen is he says no right? If he’s a good guy then there’s no reason he wouldn’t be understanding about it.” >She hands you your drink >”Maybe, I’ll have to think about it.” “I wish you luck. Now let’s get wasted.” >Grabbing the bottle for good measure you lead Sil to the couch >You throw on a sitcom and kick back in your seat while Sil lays out across the remaining part of the couch with her feet towards you >You rest a hand on her leg and idly massage it while you drink >You down yours quickly and go for another while Silver sips her own >Roughly an hour of drinking and television go by with small bouts of conversation in between as you recount your days >Your hand had moved up to her thigh absentmindedly and your rubbing had started to turn into something more akin to groping >You lift your hand and immediately hear Sil pout >” I didn’t say to stop...” “Sorry hun, I gotta use the bathroom.” >You slightly stumble your way out of the room to relieve yourself >When you return Silver is nowhere in sight >You let yourself fall back onto the couch in a laying position >Putting your hands behind your head you close your eyes and listen to the sounds of the tv >It doesn’t take long before you hear Silver returning and clearing her throat to get your attention >You open your eyes and sit up >Sil glances down at you and you see a tense apprehension on her face >Turning quickly she grabs her drink and downs the remainder of it >Placing the glass back down she moves to the couch and puts her knee against your leg before lifting the other one to straddle you >Pulling your head back you stare into her eyes >There’s a fear and uncertainty there that immediately worries you “You ok, Sil?” >Her eyes move back and forth between yours as a quiet frown seals her lips >You can see the gears in her head turning as if debating on what to do next until she finally speaks >”Can you just hold me for a bit?” >You nod and answer in a soft voice “Sure hun.” >Opening your arms you envelop her, her head resting against your chest and your head resting upon hers in turn >With one hand you slowly rub her back and the other you place at the base of her neck, gently massaging the muscles there >The warmth of your mingling bodies is a pleasant comfort and you breath in deeply catching her light scent >Releasing the breath calms your body and mind and you notice how tense the girl in your lap is >Her arms had wrapped around your chest as much as they could and they felt as if they were holding on for dear life >You hum in as soothing a manner as you can while rocking back and forth to comfort her >A long pause adorns the quiet room and minutes pass as you sit there holding the small girl >Finally you feel her stir and your head retracts to focus on her gaze once again >The same apprehension is there along with another emotion >Resolution? Determination? You can’t quite place it >She swallows hard >”I need to tell you something...” >Your gut flips as sirens and alarms instantly blare in your foggy mind >But she can’t know that >Calmly you reply “What is it Sil?” >She places her forehead on your own >Your noses touch >She’s getting closer and closer to you >Anon sto- >”I think I’m in love with you Daddy” >Her lips are on yours >They’re soft and smooth and you can feel them moving with inexperience trying to mash and purse and press into you all at once >Your head jerks back ever so slightly, enough for her to stop her clumsy assault >You pause, paralyzed as if a stone >Slowly your lips begin to slide over hers, softer and more delicately than she had been >Her movements match your own and soon a slow waltz of release and desire blooms to life alongside the fire in your heart and manhood >Slowly you pull away and she does the same >With your foreheads still together, heavy breaths weighted with tension and need drive themselves from both your lungs >Now it’s you who’s swallowing hard to clear your throat “I think I’m in love with you too.” >You pull back and raise your hand to caress the nape of her neck >This time you pull her into a deep kiss >You use just enough force and the tenderest of movements as you do >Your off hand falls to her thigh and wraps it in a firm grip as she begins to gyrate her hips in your lap >Soft moans begin drifting to your ears from the girl hardening both your resolve and your member >You grunt as she grinds her panty clad mound against your now throbbing erection >She breaks the kiss and leans her head on your chest moaning deep in her throat while furiously riding your meat through the clothing >”C-can I see it?” >You grab her butt and dig your fingers into her pert cheeks while groaning out an affirmation >She jerkily stops her rapid movements to stand on shaky legs >You immediately throw your pants to your ankles and hesitate at your underwear >The thought of revealing yourself felt like the last line to cross and you knew that if you did you’d never be able to go back >”Wait!” >You look at Silver who is staring at the bulging erection lining your boxer briefs >The garment was form fitting and left little room for curiosity in terms of your size >”I want to do it, please?” >... >He nods at you and you immediately sink to your knees in front of him >He kicks off the pants from his ankles and you push them to the side sitting between his spread legs >Placing a hand on either thigh you meagerly shove your head forward until it’s mere inches away from his cock >Your hand moves to it and you glide your fingers over the stiff rod >He twitches as soon as you make contact forcing the shaft up into your hand >You flinch, startled by the sudden movement and sheepishly look up at him with a coy smile >Your palm clasps around the shaft and you gently rub it through the garment forcing a low rumbling groan from the larger man looming before your figure >You can feel blood rushing into your pussy as a wave of arousal washes over you from the simple reaction >You were making him feel good and you wanted to show him that you could do anything he ever needed and more >You wanted to show him how much he’s meant to you and you weren’t going to let this chance go to waste >Your nose creeps towards the base of his cock >Laying your head gently against his thigh with your cheek resting on his girth you close your eyes and inhale deeply >A strong and heavy scent fills your head leaving it swimming until you let the air go from your lungs >Repeating this two more times, a content sigh rolls off your tongue as your hand pumps away at his meat >Opening your eyes you see a small stain appearing at the head and you tap it with a finger “Is this, um- you know?” >”It’s- it happens when guys get really turned on. Some stuff leaks out before they actually finish.” “So I can keep going?” >You rub him again and his hips jerk involuntarily “I’m sorry! Did I hurt you?” >He groans deeply which transitions to a moan of desire >”I’m fine Sil just- ah! It’s been a while since someone else has- nnh! Been touching me. It just feels really nice. Do whatever you feel like, you can ask me if you’re not sure of anything ok? I won’t judge you.” >You smile at him “I know, I love you Daddy.” >His cock once again springs upwards in appreciation sending another wave of lust washing over your hazy mind >Grabbing the hem of his underwear you tug down and he lifts his hips to assist you >You slowly pull down the clothing revealing each inch of his cock before it springs up at attention when you get to the end >It sways in the air pulsing as each heartbeat makes it throb and twitch even more >Your own heart begins racing harder than before at the sight and you quickly finish tossing the underwear onto the other discarded clothes >Your hand immediately goes to its prize and gently wraps around the base of the shaft “It’s so warm.” >Whispered amazement leaves your mouth as the heat radiates into your skin >Gently you shift the skin up and down rhythmically causing more and more empty, spasming, thrusts and a variety of moaned noises from above you >Once again you let your nose find its way to his crotch and you draw in a heady scented breath >A soft hum vibrates in your throat and your free hand drifts between your legs >You could feel your arousal dripping down your legs before your hand had made contact but you were still surprised by how much you had actually been coated with >Your fingers immediately go to your clit and rub in a slow circular motion causing you to moan deeply from the sparks it was setting off >Your head moves up to the tip of his rod and opening your mouth you descend on the bulbous head >Curling your lips and tongue over your teeth you bob up and down going lower with each pass until you hit the back of your throat halfway down his length >Sitting there you suckle and hum on what you were able to take while slightly moving up and down >You form your lips into a seal around his girth and suck as hard as you can feeling him buck into your mouth with surprising force >”Oh my god Sil!” >You gag slightly and are forced to pull off of him in a fit of coughs >”I’m sorry baby. I just wasn’t expecting something that uh, that good.” >Pride explodes in your heart and a goofy smile beams across your face >”Have- I don’t know if I even want to ask. But have you uh, done this before?” >You shake your head “No, Diamond has some toys. We’ve both kind of practiced with them. Uh, usually together...” >He twitches hard in your hand >Is he...? “Do you like thinking about that Daddy?” >He twitches again and grunts with a nod as you pump your hand on him quickly >His hips are bucking every other second and his moans grow in volume and number with intermittent curses as you continue your ministrations >”Nnh! Silver, you’ve gotta slow down.” >Your hand shoots off his dick leaving it twitching and his hips bucking from the remaining sensation “Sorry!” >”Relax Sil, I just don’t want to finish unless you’re ready for me to be done.” “Were you close?” >”Very.” >You abandon your panties and climb back into his lap letting the underside of his cock rest against your covered belly >You grab him and accompanied by long, steady, strokes you coo in his ear “You’ve been so pent up haven’t you? I told you that I would help you with anything you needed didn’t I? Just sit back and let me take care of you ok?” >He nods and reclines back into the seat as you spit into your hand and apply it to his length >Moving forward with one hand you guide it to your entrance where you sit with the tip poking at your small opening >You bounce forward and backward letting it softly prod and stretch at the entrance >”Take your time. Just go slow with it.” >You can see the concern on his face and you smile reassuringly “Diamond’s toys have helped me get used to it but- Nngh!” >A particularly forceful thrust pops the head into you shooting an aching, pleasurable, pain through your sex >”Fuck that’s tight!” “B-B-But you’re a lot- haa! A lot thicker. Oh my god, and so warm inside me. Oh my god you’re inside me Daddy!” >... >She begins bouncing up and down ever so slightly taking you as deep as she could in short controlled thrusts accompanied by heavy guttural moans from the two of you now joined as one >Your cock is trapped in a tightly constricting tunnel of wetness and warmth that threatens to make you explode at any second >She makes it to about an inch from your base when you hit the end of her passage and she flinches “Careful, you ok?” >”Yeah, just too deep. Can I just sit with you like this for a little?” >You pull her head to your chest as she sits on your cock >Wrapping her arms around you and you around her you quietly listen to your mingling heartbeats >Her hips involuntarily pump up and down getting accommodated to your size and milking every ounce of pleasure they could from the connection >Small puffs of air begin emanating up from the girl along with a heaving chest >It’s hard to tell at first if she’s laughing or crying but as you begin to feel a dampness on your shirt you assume the latter “What’s wrong Sil?” >She takes a moment to compose herself and wipes the tears from her eyes >Pushing back to sit up straighter she just smiles as wide as she can with tears streaming down her face >In between stuttering breaths she manages to speak >”I’m just so glad you don’t hate me for wanting this...” she sniffles and continues “I just love you and I’m so happy that you get to be my first.” >You brush the hair from her eyes and lean forward to kiss her again >Short and sweet you linger just long enough to not make it a peck “I’ll always love you Silver.” >Your hands drop to her butt once again and they begin groping and grabbing at her cheeks >Each one barely fitting into each of your hands with the tips of your fingers trailing onto her thighs >She lets out a startled noise but quickly transitions into moaning as you fondle her backside “You have the cutest little ass I’ve ever seen you know that? I just want to do everything I can to it.” >”You can do whatever you want to me. I want to try everything with you!” >She had been steadily getting closer to hilting you and just after her exclamation you find your pelvis’ connected >You’ve been slowly approaching your limit and with her fully encasing you you know it won’t be far off >Silver’s hips begin jerking back and forth on your full length as louder and shakier moans come bursting out from the girl >You feel the pressure building to an explosive point in your groin “Oh christ Sil I’m gonna cum soon. You have to get off.” >”N-NO! Please, just this once. It’s s-aAAFE-! Oh my god Daddy!” >Her final sentence ramps up a few octaves over its short duration >You feel her pussy clamp down around you and you know that you’ve reached the end of your endurance >A high pitched squealing moan escapes her through gritted teeth as an orgasm slams through her body >Her legs convulse and shake as her writhing sex forces you to the edge “I’m cumming!” >You grab onto her legs and hold on as best you can while your hips pump mindlessly into her pussy >You feel thick ropes of your seed travel up through your throbbing member >With rolling moans and primal, savage, groaning you pump as much cum into her as she can hold, the excess spilling out with every needy thrust >Your mind blanks from the pleasure and your hearing dims while the sensation wracks your bodies like an earthquake >After much clenching and shaking you remember to open your mouth and gasp for air while your daughter does the same >Her legs go limp snd she collapses forward onto your chest in a heaving pile of sweat, her own arousal, and your cum >It takes several moments until both of you are calm enough to do anything >Your cock refuses to go down so you opt to sit inside of her while coming down from your high >After a spell she attempts to get off of you with little success >Her wobbly legs fail to even remove herself from your cock so you place your hands on her butt once again and ease her up off of you >On extremely unsteady legs she hobbles off to the bathroom very slowly while holding many of the walls and pieces of furniture for support >You take yourself to the other restroom in the house and relieve yourself before returning to the living room where Silver was leaning over the back of the couch in a slumped form >”I don’t know if I can sit right now. It’s so sensitive...” >You grab her and scoop her into your arms “Why don’t we just lay in bed then?” >She nods and you carry her to your bedroom >Laying her down you spoon behind her and lay your arm across her body to encompass her >Craning her neck she plants a deep kiss onto your lips which you return before settling into the embrace >Within minutes you hear her heartbeat slow and her breathing settle into a calm pattern as you yourself begin drifting off into one of the deepest, most restful slumbers of your life >... >You are a blob of sensation lying on a cloud of warmth and softness >A foggy haze dulls your mind with undulating waves of sensation near your middle >Reaching out with your mind you test your body >An arm forms out of the fog and then the other >Two legs appear as well >The fog clears and the rough details of your existence come back to you slowly >That warmth was still at your mid point, a little lower you realize >It’s wet >And moving >And “Unngh god.” >You open your eyes and see that you’re in bed >Grabbing the blanket you lift it finding Silver beneath with your stiff member between her lips >Her eyes rest on yours and her head drops enveloping your length >You groan, throwing your head back into the pillow >That’s enough to shatter the pipe dream that you had simply imagined the events of the previous night >Pandora’s box had opened and you’re to blame it would seem >A thousand different questions fly through your head and none of them are easily answered >You can’t let anyone find out about this for one >God you hope Silver understands the ramifications at play here >You find it hard to regret what’s happened so far though >Her looking extremely cute down between your legs might be making you slightly bias however... >Her lips smacking as she lets your member slide from her mouth brings you back to the current moment >”Good morning Daddy.” >She beams at you with a shining smile “‘Morning baby, what time is it?” >”Just past 11. I wanted to let you sleep in a bit but it was getting kinda late so...” >Her head dips down to envelop you once again >After a few passes up and down she pulls her head back and pumps you with her hand “How are you feeling?” >”Uhh, I’m doing ok. I’m pretty sore though.” “Sorry, I tried to not be too rough with you.” >She shakes her head with a giddy smile >”Don’t be! I had so much fun last night.” “I... I did too Sil but I don’t think we-“ >”Wait! I promise we can be as careful as you want with this. Please, just don’t say we have to stop...” >Your mind and heart deadlock in a tug of war with the rope that was your indecision >Her puppy dog eyes are rooting for your heart >Your dick is too... >Conversely, literally every ounce of logic you can fathom is rooting for the more mature route out of this “Sil, I’m old. And like you said we’d have to walk on eggshells all the time. It would always have to be a secret. Don’t you want to have someone you can be with openly? I won’t always be around and even if I am...” >You trail off “I don’t want you to be stuck with some senile old asshole when you’re older.” >”I-...” >She sighs and closes her eyes >After a moment she opens them filled with determination >”This will seem stupid but I need you to just be open to it ok? I have a plan but I can’t tell you now because I know you’d say no to it. I can show you though, later today.” “If I’m going to say no to it you may as well just tell me now.” >Her eyes roll in their sockets >”Do you trust me?” >You snort out a laugh “Fuck no, you’re scheming and that’s never to be trusted.” >”Ugh! Just give me a chance ok?” >You take in a deep breath letting your eyes shift around as you pray to find a good reason not to give her just that >Maybe the fact that you’re her father and you can just say no outright? >But... >Can you even do that anymore? >Even now there’s a nebulous quandary floating through the air >That being what the dynamic between the two of you had become >Something tells you that after you cream-pied your daughter she wouldn’t just go back to being your sweet little girl like it was nothing >But you couldn’t just stop being her dad, she’s a fucking kid still >Oh jesus, what a fuckin’ mess >You start having a mini panic attack >A torrent of thoughts flood in and worry upon worry worm their way into your wandering mind >”Uh, dad?” >Your eyes snap back into focus and see your girl holding your deflating manhood “Yeah, sorry. I guess I owe you a chance don’t I? You only get one though so it better be good. You got that?” >Her eyes sparkle behind her glasses >”Okay! I promise you’ll like it!” >The statement drives more tumultuous thoughts into your head but you file them away for later >”Soooo, can I keep going?” >Her hand rubs your flaccid cock halfheartedly “I actually have to use the restroom. Doubt you’d want it in your mouth while I do.” >She grimaces at the thought and lets you go >Getting up you relieve yourself and head downstairs with a trailing tail in the form of Silver >Once at the fridge you grab some OJ and sit at the island across from Silver who stood with a glass of water leaning onto the granite >You take a sip >She takes a sip >... “I think we need to talk, more.” >”Yeah, probably...” >You wipe a hand across your face from top to bottom and pinch the bridge of your nose “I don’t know if I can have this conversation right now honestly. There’s a few things that I feel like you’re smart enough to avoid but I’m gonna say it anyway. NO ONE, you hear me? NOT A SOUL can know about this. Capeesh?” >Her eyes shoot to her hands >”Uh, no one?” “Silver.” >”Like not even one single person?” >Your head falls back and you stare at the ceiling >After one of the most awkward pauses of your life you snap your sights back down on her >You sigh a heavy, knowing, sigh “You told Diamond.” >Her head is bowed and her eyes barely glance at you like a guilty puppy >The smallest of nods confirms what you already knew “Sil I would get thrown in jail IMMEDIATELY if anyone found out. You realize the kind of laws I broke by doing what we did last night right? I’d go away for years if we get caught.” >”I know that! That’s why I’d never tell anyone else! You know Diamond, she’s the only person I’d ever tell and we can trust her!” “Jesus Sil, you could have at least talked to me about it first! Wait, how did you tell her?” >”...Over text?” >Your mouth hangs open in bemused disbelief as your eyes try to blink themself to reality out of this waking nightmare >She throws her hands up to stop you right as you launch into your tirade “Wha- TEXT?! You just fuckin’ TEXTED HER?! They have records of that shit Sil!-“ >”I know! I know, that’s why-“ “You know I thought you were smarter than this but holy fuck girl-“ >”I DIDN’T USE ANY NAMES!” “Oh gee that fuckin’ makes me feel better-“ >”We didn’t even say anything! Here!” >She slides her phone across the island at you, it was open to her conversation with Diamond >You clench your jaw and rub your temples as you scroll up through the messages >If you could even call them that, most were just emojis with a few interspersed words for context >A lot of it doesn’t make sense but the eggplant and heart eye one’s from your daughter and the subsequent drooling one from Di tell you all you need to know >It was also a painful reminder of how young the girl you fucked the night before was given that this is how she communicates... >You pass over all of the messages numerous times in dead silence >Mentally removing yourself from the context you can’t feasibly see how anyone could get “I rode my dad’s cock into the sunset.” out of anything present even if they were reading into things >It just reads like two dumb teenagers sending each other nonsense >You can’t tell if that’s the case or if these two were more conniving than you gave them credit for >Regardless, they’d covered their tracks >You slide the phone back over to Silver and rub your eyes >After another moment you look straight at the girl “I need to talk to her too then.” >A cautious optimism flashes on Silver’s face >”She’s coming over today, remember?” >The memory slides to the front of your mental queue and you nod slowly “When?” >You speak in a flat tone that’s curt and demanding but not angry >Sil responds quickly and concisely attempting to diffuse the tension >”Half an hour from now.” >You have to consciously slow your breathing to a calmer cadence “Ok.” >You fully extend your arm pointing a finger directly in Sil’s face “But YOU, are not off the hook. You hear me?” >”Yes Daddy.” >You hate the fact that the words get a slight rise out of you despite the situation “What’s this plan of yours anyway?” >She pops a smile at your more relaxed tone >”Once Diamond gets here ok?” >You wave your hand in dismissal “Yeah, whatever. I need a bit to myself. I’ll be in the living room if you need me.” >You take your remaining juice and lay across the couch >Throwing a hand over your eyes to cover the light you let the sounds around you drift in >Television, Silver off in another room, the small creaks of the sofa as you shift your position >It doesn’t take long for you to start drifting in and out of consciousness >... >You hear a voice >Two >Peaking from behind your hand you see that it’s been about 45 minutes >Diamond must be here >Straining your ears you lay as you were and listen >The first few sounds are unintelligible but they’re coming closer >As they do they drop their voices to an audible whisper >”He seemed pretty upset but when I showed him my phone he calmed down a bit. He’s been sleeping in here since then.” >”Did you tell him about us?” >Di, as you thought >”Well, not exactly...” >”What if... what if he isn’t ok with it?” >”Oh please Di-“ >Her voice drops even quieter >As discretely as you can you spread your fingers and peak at the two >Silver was leaning into Diamond’s side with one hand reaching up to grope her more ample chest >”When I was sucking on him I told him about us playing together and he started twitching in my hand. He’ll love it.” >You see Sil’s fingers peak out from the back of Diamond’s mound gently rubbing her sex >”Ah! Sil, kiss me?” >She does and you start swelling to life in your shorts at the sight >”Tell me more, what was it like?” >Silver lets out a long stream of air as she thinks of the right words >”It was... intense. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen him like that before.” >”What do you mean?” >”Well he was just so, I don’t know. Primal? He was grunting and grabbing me all over and moaning and oh it was so hot Di! And the smell! He smelled so manly I just wanted to shove my face down there. And, um, when he finished? I could feel him like, pulsing inside me. I could barely walk afterwards and he just carried me to his bed. He made me feel like a- no, his, princess. It was amazing but I’m still sore from it.” >Her recount of the previous night and the enthusiasm with which she says it has you close to full mast >You can’t say your ego wasn’t getting inflated to the point of bursting too >”Oh my god Sil, is that his...?” >Shit, they saw >Silver nods and Di whispers something so low that you can’t hear >Silver gains a wicked smile and nods again >Diamond creeps closer and her hand slowly reaches out towards your member >Alright, that’s enough “Can I help you?” >Both girls jump with a shriek and backpedal a few steps >”M-M-Mr. Mous! I-“ >”Dad, you’re awake?! Oh my god don’t do that!” >You can’t help but laugh at their dismay which also serves to lower your mast a bit >Sitting up you point two fingers at the pair and motion towards the chair behind them “Sit, we have shit to talk about.” >The two do as instructed Diamond taking a seat in the large recliner with Silver in her lap >Diamond wraps her arms around Silver and you take a breath to collect yourself “So, I take it from that little conversation that there’s nothing off limits between you two? Not to mention that time I saw you on the couch together talking about me.” >”WHAT!” “Relax Sil, yes I heard that. In fact Diamond wanted to make sure I kept quiet about it. Diamond, I would have preferred you didn’t get involved in this. Frankly I would have preferred not being in this situation to begin with but apparently my will isn’t what I thought it was. You cannot tell ANYONE. That goes for you too Silver. I get that you two share literally everything with each other but if anyone finds out I’ll be worrying about dropping some soap instead of paying the bills. Can I have both of your word that this will never leave the three of us?” >You expect some kind of sarcastic, snarky, response from Diamond at the least but instead they both look at you and solemnly vow >”I swear.” >”I swear.” >The simple words and the conviction with which they’re said put your mind more at ease than you had expected them to >Reclining back in your seat you blow a puff of air out your nose in relief >Snapping your eyes on Diamond you load a question “Diamond, what’s your stake in all this? Why try and get Sil and I together?” >”O.M.G. Mr. Mous are you kidding? You’re like, literally the hottest guy I know. And Sil...” >She lets her hands wander up to start massaging at the smaller girl’s petite breasts >”...she’s the cutest little nymph I’ve ever seen! And oh god the thought of you two and the taboo of it? The cute little nerdy hottie seducing her big strong daddy? My panties are soaked just thinking about it!” >She takes a second to pinch Silver’s nipples through the thin shirt eliciting a low, pleasured, whine >”Mmph, fuck, doesn’t she just drive you wild? It sure looks like it.” >You hadn’t failed to notice your erection throbbing with new life at the display >Embarrassed, you cover your shame by resting your elbows on your knees to conceal your manhood >”Aww! Mr. Mous! Don’t be shy. I can call you Daddy if it helps.” >Her tone drops low into a husky whisper as she finishes >”Ooh I can’t believe she’s been getting to call you that all this time and I haven’t!” >Her face forces a pout but immediately shifts into a giddy smile >”Ahh! Last week right before I left? Let’s just say it’s a good thing I could blame the car seat being wet on the pool.” >You’re starting to think you’re in the presence of a succubus >Probably two honestly as Silver’s moans do nothing but fuel the fire in your loins >”Mmm was she nice and tight? She said she felt like you were filling every inch of her. Nice and snug and warm and just begging for it! You know she promised me I’d get to watch you two the first time right? This little bitch lied to me!” >Diamond’s fingers clamp down on Silver’s sensitive nubs just enough to make her writhe and gasp out at the sensation >”And! She got to punch her V-card before me! Can you imagine that Daddy? Well, I guess you wouldn’t have to unlike me would you?” >You clear your throat hoping your voice doesn’t waver “You going somewhere with this?” >She smiles a wicked smile dripping with honey colored venom >”I didn’t get to see anything! Didn’t even take a video to show me in person... BUT, I know Sil would just *love* to help get you ready for me!” >You blink a few times and stare in disbelief at the audacity on display >It’s kind of hot... “Ready for you? Mind running that one by me real quick?” >Diamond pushes Silver up so that she too can rise from the chair >Crossing the distance to you she squats down in front of your face >Refusing to rise from your position you continue attempting to hide your now poorly concealed erection >Placing one hand on either thigh she kneels onto her knees giving you a direct line of sight down her top to the ample cleavage within “Diamond, get up.” >Silver’s hand finds your shoulder and her mouth finds your ear with a whisper >”She already knows, she promised not to say anything, and you know you can trust her. Plus we may have promised we’d share our first guy with each other soooo...” >You side eye Silver with several questions but shelve them for later as she takes up residence beside Diamond on her knees >You’re already hard but this sight alone has you feel like your dick is going to Hulk it’s way out of your shorts >”Please Mr. Mous? She wouldn’t stop bragging ever since I got here! You heard her do it. Ooo, I know! Why don’t we give him a little encouragement Sillie?” >Without waiting for so much as a response Diamond grabs hold of Silver’s braid and pulls her into a kiss >Your daughter is like putty in her hands and she melts into the dominance exuded by her best friend >The kissing turns to groping and with her hand firmly planted on Silver’s breast Diamond breaks the kiss >Scooting behind Silver she wraps her arms around and begins snaking them up under Silver’s shirt >”Look at him Sil, look in his eyes when I play with you ok? Get him nice and *primal* for me!” >Silver’s gaze laser focuses on yours at Diamond’s words with a low moan >One of Diamond’s hands sneaks its way down between Silver’s legs producing a needy whimper from the girl >All the while Sil’s eyes remain locked to yours >Your chest heaves in heavy breathes trying to supply oxygen to your brain as well as your cock >You see Di’s hand undulating back and forth in a steadily increasing rythm which is matched by Sil’s pleasured squeaks and gasps >It doesn’t take long for her to seemingly be brought close to the edge at which point Diamond slows just enough to delay the inevitable >In a husky whisper loud enough for you to hear she instructs your daughter >”Tell him.” >She then drops her mouth to Sil’s neck and bites down sending streaks of red through the alabaster skin >What follows is the most guttural moan you’ve ever heard >With her eyes still fixated on you Silver whimpers out >”She’s gonna make me cum Daddy!” >The next second her face screws up and her eyes clench shut as she shudders through her strong release >Diamond coos encouraging words into her ear assuring her how good she was doing with peppered kisses and bites in between >It takes a moment but Sil comes down from the peak of her climax into a panting, curled ball in front of you >Di props her up and both of them look up at you >”So Mr. Mous? Can we taste you now?” >You swallow hard as your heartbeat thumps through your rod >”I’ll take that as a yes.”