My Father The Sex Pest

I’m just sitting here in my room with Lily and Aria. We’re doing homework and I’m trying to keep it together because as always I can tell they’re trying to make me wet with their slutty little outfits. I’m just in shorts and a t-shirt, full coverage, and Lily’s like “whatever I don’t need the bottom half of my tits to be warm” and Aria’s all “covering your pussy when you wear a miniskirt is for pussies.”

I don’t mean they’re actually saying that, it’s just what their clothes are like. Anyway you get what I mean. They’re bitches, always fucking teasing me, but I have standards. Anyway don’t get the wrong I idea: I love them. I’m just the prude of the group I guess.

Then I hear him. Fuck. I know what he’s doing before I even turn to look. My dad just standing there in the doorway wearing nothing but his tighty whiteys. “Dad what the fuck,” I’m blushing hard. “Get out and close the door and put some clothes on, Jesus.”

“Just uh… seeing if I can get you girls anything,” he’s not even hiding his erection or trying to pretend not to stare at us about it.

Lily’s laughing. “I bet!” She’s grinning and stretches, one nipple just barely pops out for a second.

“Lily!” I hiss at her. “Your shirt.” I know she knows. But I just want him to go away, and she’s not helping.

Then Aria lays on her stomach pretending to work on a math problem or whatever, but yeah she’s made sure her little miniskirt rode up her butt which is facing directly at my dad. She cranes her neck to face him with both her eyes and her ass, “I don’t need anything right now Mr. Turner but thank you,” she smiles at him all cute.

Dad stands there just like, taking it in, “scratching his balls” through his underwear. Stares at Aria’s ass for a second, then Lily’s tummy – then at me. I’m just sitting her on the floor, pussy ass and torso fully covered, my shorts extending down a full quarter of my thighs, but he stares at me the longest of all. Creep. I’m surrounded by creeps, ugh. “Dad,” I say, glaring at him.

He snaps out of it, says “Okay well, you girls keep up the good work, get those A's,” and drifts away. “Dad close the door!” but I just hear mom yelling from the living room, “He forgot, honey, I’m sure he’ll close it next time he walks by!”

I roll my eyes. Lily and Aria are just sitting there grinning at me. “Fuck you!” I grin back. I hate the way they are around them but it’s not like, traumatic. Just really fucking annoying.

“I don’t know why you don’t fuck him!” says Aria, still laying on her tummy. “He’s kinda cute you know.”

“No, no he absolutely is not,” I sigh. “He’s gross and a fucking pest.” I get back to work on math.

---

I get up, it has to be at least fifteen or twenty minutes later, and as I reach the door Lily laughs from where she’s sitting at the desk. “Oh you’re going to go ahead and fuck him, can I watch?” Aria laughs. I laugh. “No fuck you Lily I’m getting like an apple or something.”

“Fine” she rolls her eyes grinning.

I walk out my door and there he fucking is, just standing right next to my door where I couldn’t see him. He quickly pulls his hand out of his underwear. “Oh hey, I was just um getting back…”

“Sure you were dad,” and I walk past him trying to ignore him. I hear him follow behind. He follows me into the kitchen. I can see mom sitting on the couch in the next room just watching TV or something. I open up the fridge and he scoots past behind me. “A snack for a snack?” he says, so fucking satisfied with himself, and his dick touches my ass through our clothes while he’s scooting past.

“Shut up dad” is all he’s getting from me. 

“Aw, be nice, I’m just playing.” As he says this his hand creeps up my shirt a little, resting on the side of my tummy as he – slowly of course – “tries to get past me”.

I flinch away. “Don’t touch, Dad.”

He sighs. “Okay. Look, maybe just a little BJ?”

“Dad! Has that ever worked?”

“No… but…”

“Do you think I will ever put your disgusting penis in my mouth?”

“Maybe…?” he makes ridiculous puppy dog eyes.

“If I fucking did do you think it would be right now while my friends are here?”

“I don’t know, who knows, I just thought I’d ask!” 

“Michael are you bothering Mia in there?” That’s mom from her couch.

Dad and I both say simultaneously, “Yes!”

She laughs. “Leave the poor girl alone, she’s got enough on her plate right now!”

I turn from the fridge, apple in hand, and glare at him. I try to smirk. “You heard the woman.”

He sighs heavily again, standing there with his erection poking his underwear straight out from his body. I avoid seeing this. 

At this point, he reaches for my pants. “Just let me see…”

I try to step back but run into the fridge. “Dad stop, dad, not right now,” I drop the apple trying to push his hands away.

He’s grinning. “Here comes the fuck monster!” and pulls down my zipper. “I’m gonna get you!”

That thing happens that I hate so much. I start laughing. I’m not amused. This is not fun. But every time, I just start laughing. It’s the worst. “Dad stop!”

From the couch, “What’s going on in there you two?”

I obviously have not even sort of the strength to push him or his hands away and as I scramble uselessly he’s got my shorts and underwear pulled down to my knees. “Ah there it is!” he says, trying to be cute, and leans in.”

I’m desperately trying to pull my hips back so he can’t reach, I’m yelling now through laughs, “Dad fucking quit!” and his mouth touches my pussy and he gives it a long ridiculous lick. “Stop dad that does not feel good!”

“Tastes good though!” he yells squinting shaking his head and sniffing like he’s drinking wine or some shit. I try even harder to walk the fuck away from this but he’s got me by the ankles and I trip.

He catches me. I don’t get hurt. But now I’m laying there on the kitchen floor on my stomach. It’s cold and my pants are down, and he kind of pounces.

I know he’s not going to fuck my pussy without my permission. He’s annoying but not quite to that degree. 

But he has in the past, and clearly is now willing, to fuck other parts of me without my permission. “Just real quick,” he says, holding me down, pulling his underwear down, “fuck monster needs to get in there, just for a second I promise!” He’s still trying to act playful but we’ve reached that point where “play” is not the word anymore.

Mom’s voice, not from the couch, she’s right here now, I guess she finally decided to do something about the commotion. “Mom make him stop!”

But she just says, “Hang on michael,” and then she’s crouching down next to me. “Don’t hurt the poor girl!” she says, all exaggerated like we’re playing a game. I know what’s coming next but that doesn’t make it any less fucked. Her finger goes in my asshole, she’s lubricating me. I squirm, “Mom I have friends over!”

“I’m sure your father will finish really fast, right Michael?” she says, and that’s it. He probably nodded at her or something, and she’s gone, and his dick is right on my asshole.

“Dad, fuck. Once again, you are raping me. You know this is rape, right?”

He pushes. It hurts. A lot. “It’s not me! It’s the fuck monster!” Says this like playing a game of pretend makes it not rape. But also like he knows very well exactly what he’s doing.

“Mom! Dad is raping me. Again.”

“It’ll be over soon I’m sure Honey, just try and relax!” And she’s back to her TV show.

Fuck relaxing. I tighten that hole right up, so of course when he finally pops in it hurts even more than it should. I realize I yelped after I already yelped, there’s no holding in that embarrassing sound. “Dad if you keep doing this I’m gonna end up telling the police.”

I can’t see him, just feel him starting to fuck in and out of my asshole while I’m laying here splayed out on the floor grunting. He wheezes a laugh, gets out the words “slap on the wrist” before losing his breath and going back to concentrating on making himself cum in my hole. And he’s fucking right of course. The cops would just laugh. I’d more likely get arrested for causing a nuisance. I feel like I was born in the wrong era. It should have been me back in the decades when raping your own daughter, or Jesus, raping anyone at all, was like, go to jail forever shit, and not just a boys will be boys thing. Technically the law is still on the books. But literally nobody cares. 

Jesus OUCH he’s fucking HURTING me back there.

I mean okay I wouldn’t want him to go to jail forever, he’s my dad, I know, but like. Something. A week. A fine. He has to pay me. Something. 

I know you think I’m being ridiculous. I take myself so seriously. Whatever. I don’t have to like it. Okay?

Now at the doorway to the kitchen I see their feet – Aria and Lily standing there, watching apparently. “A little help guys?” but they just giggle. I twist my neck to look at their faces and see they’ve both got their hands down their pants. “Are you fucking jacking off watching my dad literally rape me?” They could at least try to embarrass him or make excuses for me or something. I’m not asking them to physically stop him. But nope. They’re getting off on it instead.

Aria suddenly leans back against a wall getting more furious in her rubbing. Lily plops to the floor sitting, looking straight at me while continuing her masturbation. “So hot, Mia, this is so hot.”

I can feel my dad’s pumping getting to that stage. Just a couple more minutes. Okay. I relax, I close my eyes. I grimace. I can feel tears coming to my eyes, I’m not sad, I’m mad and it hurts. I just lay here sniffling while Dad gets close and Aria and Lily start moaning like little bitches.

My Dad cums first, putting his disgusting jizz up my ass and collapsing onto me, soaking my shirt with his sweat. Aria and Lily sound like they’re practically crying when this happens, and one right after the other they both, obviously, orgasm.

I let them come down from this, then, “Are you all finished?”

“Whew!” That’s dad, catching his breath and pulling out. I start to pull up my pants, but Lily is saying “stop wait.”

What the fuck Lily? As Dad stands up she says “Your dad’s um, spunk. And she’s crawling towards my ass.

No.

“Please?”

It’s not worth continuing to protest. I’m nodding. And now Lily’s tongue is in my ass while Aria watches and fatass Dad is still recovering, leaning on the counter above us.

I put my hand on my pussy. I’m going to get something out of this at least, and a hot girl’s tongue is literally licking me in the asshole. What am I supposed to do?

---

I have my orgasm, and Lily finishes up back there. I’m standing up, shaking, pulling my shorts up, and Lily is over there now with Aria, gently making out with her against the wall. I creep past them in the hall as they exchange my dad’s sperm, which to remind you came out of my ass. “Gross you two” I whisper as I go by and while kissing both grin and snicker.

I sit back down right where I was before all this started and try to ignore the pain in my asshole and concentrate on math. Lily and Aria come back in after a while, sitting quietly, Lily on the bed and Aria at the desk. “Are y’all done? Can we get this homework done finally?”

Lily is sitting there with her legs spread wide open showing me her pussy, but I will not take the bait. She says something gently, in a way that surprises me. “Are you okay Mia?”

I scoff. “Yeah I’m fucking okay. Just sore.” 

“You were crying a little, I saw. It must have hurt pretty bad.”

Yeah, and you were a ton of help, I say.

Aria and Lily smile at each other. “Well, I know, I mean, what were we supposed to do though? And it was so fucking hot to watch Mia you don’t understand.”

Lily has scooted her skirt up further. Her pussy area is just hanging out now. It is so annoying that I want to eat her out now. What is wrong with me?

Out of the corner of my eye I refuse to look as Aria is beginning to do the same. They know they have my number. They always know.

“Seriously though Mia, why don’t you just let him fuck you? It doesn’t hurt as much in the pussy, you know that right? He’ll probably stop raping your ass…”

Lily snickered. “Probably.”

“Guys I’m trying to finish this homework it’s due tomorrow!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” quips Aria. She is writing, or pretending to write, on her notepad on the desk, while slowly spreading her legs open wider and wider. Her grin becomes shit-eating when she notices me looking. “We’re not stopping you from finishing your homework, you do you!” chimes in Lily from the bed.

I make a few hopeless scribbles on the worksheet in front of me before I sigh and put down my pencil. Fuck. Fuck. I’m starting to crawl over to Aria’s pussy now goddammit.

Then he speaks again. Dad’s at the door. “Hey girls, I just showered, I just want you to know that.”

I freeze in my position on my hands and knees, my cheeks – the ones on my face – are burning. Just go away Dad.

Aria and Lily grin up at him. “Okay?” says Lily.

Dad’s still standing in my doorway. “And uh, yeah, well just wanted you to know. I could go again. That’s all. Mia, maybe that blowjob? Finally? I’m clean.”

JESUS CHRIST DAD. I don’t yell this out loud, but Aria and Lily can see my face. They both stand up. “Uh Mr. Turner,” says Lily, “We can definitely help you out, I think Mia’s tired.”

“Oh that would be great!” says Dad, immediately dropping his pants. Aria and Lily giggle and get on their knees in front of him. How can they stand it? He’s so gross. I just sit back down in my little corner and pretend to ignore the ridiculous little blowjob orgy happening in my doorway. Dad’s staring at me most of the time of course, between glances down at my two hot ass best friends down there on their knees in front of him, showing me their asses under their skirts while they take turns deepthroating dad’s cock.

Oh fuck, my finger’s on my clit.

---

Two weeks later, I’m on my hands and knees, completely naked, my mom and dad in front of me, Aria and Lily snickering behind me, and I’m begging Dad to let me put his cock in my mouth. What the fuck even is my life?

Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not happy about this. I’m shaking both because I’m completely fucking humiliated and because I’m cold. Everybody can see me shivering, nobody’s doing anything to help. Aria made her wish. I made a promise. This is going to happen and I have to deal with it.

It’s my own fucking fault. It was stupid and I was horny. We took Aria out to the strip club for her birthday and I handed her my gift in between lap dances. It was literally just a printed card I made telling her I’d be her slave for a day. I was thinking cleaning, doing her homework, licking her pussy, shit like that. She took it and kissed me, melting me, then laughed and said “You know you’re going to regret this right?”

I smiled. “I hope so!” Trying to be tough. I just wanted access to those tits, you know?

We continued the night, ended up at Lily’s place, Aria and Lily making out while I watched masturbating from the floor. The gift had not been mentioned since the strip club. Only after they were done with each other did they finally turn to look at me. I got instantly hard in the clit, harder than I already was, thinking they were finally going to boss me. (I only gave the gift to Aria but I’m smart enough to know Aria and Lily come as a pair.) 

“You know what I want you to do slave?”

“Oh we’re starting now?” I tried to act non-chalant.

And she told me, and Lily laughed. And here I am on the floor in front of my father the sex pest.

“Why would I ever say no to this, oh my God!” That’s dad, immediately unzipping.

“Wait wait!” Aria from behind me. “You never saw us naked right?” She’s referring to her and Lily.

I’m still staring at the ground, on all fours naked. Dad hesitates. Shit. “…No…?”

Now Lily: “Yeah we couldn’t remember but that’s what we thought. We’re going to take our clothes off now but just one piece at a time… sloooowly.” They both giggled. “Until you put your dick in Mia’s mouth. Then we’re gonna stop. You wanna see us naked?”

“… uh, yeah?...”

Dad, please, please just let me put my mouth on your dick. 

“Then just wait.”

Now Aria again: “But also for each piece of clothing we sloooowly remove, we’re gonna hit Mia’s ass with your belt, hard. I mean don’t get me wrong. She’ll have your dick in her mouth the whole time. But you wouldn’t want us to hurt your precious girl would you?”

“…Uh…”

I go all complainy. “You guys didn’t tell me about that part!” I have never been spanked, ever. No one has ever hit me for any reason. What the actual fuck?

“I kinda just made it up, Mia, shut up. So anyway Mr. Turner, we’re gonna strip now and it’s up to you when to stop us!”

I can see from the way his legs move that Dad is settling in. “Maybe I mean, just a few clothes.” Meaning just a few hits, but there’s no way that’s gonna stop him. Dad starts stroking himself immediately and Mom intervenes, “Dear, you’ll nut early!” and she pulls his hand away from his dick and slowly stroks it herself, grinning, watching my friends strip.

I’m just down here literally crying and nobody cares. I’m already mad at what they’re going to make me do with his cock. But they’re literally going to hit me too?

Obviously he ends up letting them both take off all their clothes. Eight pieces each – two socks, two shoes, shirt, bra, shorts, underwear. They dressed up for this.

“Welp that’s it, guess it’s time to beat your ass Mia!”

Aria interrupts her friend. “Hang on wait, I’m not all the way naked yet.”

“What do you mean?” There’s a pause. What does she mean. I’m still, as ordered, on my hands and knees facing my dad. I’m not getting to see any of this.

Then Lily laughs. “Oooohh haha yeah, that’s seven more, one for the necklace, one for each earring, and one for each ring. Guess I’ll get naked too…” and after a minute of silence and giggles, “and eight more, so we’re up to what… like?”

“Thirty fucking one,” that’s me. My two best friends in all the world laugh. “Sounds right! Ready to give us your belt Mr. Turner?”

Dad scoots up to the edge of the couch eagerly. Mom starts tugging at his belt, still in his pants loops. “Girls thirty one is a lot, she’s never been hit before.” But she’s the one taking his belt off to hand it to them. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

At this moment she’s asking them, not me. “It’ll be okay Mrs. T., we’ll spread them out over her legs.”

“Mia, do you really feel ready?”

Dad groans. “She’s ready, she’s ready, look at her!”

I’m sobbing on the carpet in front of him but he interprets this as ready. But obviously I’m going to go through with this. It’s Aria’s gift. 

“Yes. I promised.” That’s what I want to say, but it comes out more like “y..y…yes..s..s I puh…puh…praaah…”

“You’re so brave!” says mom, delighted, as she hands the belt over to my friends.

And the moment is here. There’s dad’s cock, straight erect, right in front of me. “Go on Mia!” says Aria from behind me. “If I hit you before you start it doesn’t count!”

I steal a glance upwards at Dad’s face. The sheer immaturity of his disgusting fat eager face as he watches me about to go down on him. I almost throw up. But I’m crawling forward. 

His dick is closer than I have ever wanted it to be to my mouth. I don’t want to remember this, I don’t want to think about it, but somehow that makes every detail stand out even more. Like my brain is going “forget this, and this, oh and this, also this.” The little slit at the end where his fucking jizz and piss come out, looking like a sideways pair of smirking lips. The veins going up and down his shaft. The tiny creases in the soft leathery tip. I close my eyes, I don’t want to see it anymore. This has to go in my mouth but I can barely make my lips open.

CRACK! The noise comes from behind. Aria didn’t hit me but she hit something, a chair or something. But that’s enough to scare me into it. My lips are touching Dad’s dick. He moans. I moan, he probably is convincing himself, or pretending, it’s because I’m having a good time. That is the opposite of why I moan. My tongue touches the tip and I feel that little slit, gross, I quickly move my tongue downwards. This doesn’t change the fact that my tongue is touching is cock. And my lips. And then (yes of course he’s this guy) his hand is on the back of my head pushing down while his dick pushes into my mouth.

Imagine what it would feel like if a worm started growing in your mouth. That’s not quite it but it’s close. Dad’s penis isn’t soft, it’s hard, but as it creeps its way into my mouth it feels like it’s growing, getting longer, sniffing out and finding the back of my throat eventually. I’m going to choke and die. I hit his leg. He lets up, just a little.

Lily from behind me, “Don’t cum Mr. Turner, we’re gonna stop hitting her if you cum.” We’re not pretending anymore that he’d ever try to prevent me from getting hit in the ass, I guess.

“Anyway if you can hold it in you’re gonna love what comes next. Here goes!”

My best friend in the entire world, this sexy goddamn bitch who knows I can never say no, who knows I’ll do anything for the slightest hint of affection. She hits me, hard, in the ass. I’m squealing, fuck dignity. I’ve got my dad’s dick stuffing my mouth, that’s a first, and my ass is getting beaten, also a first. Dad yells “oh my god” and lets go of my hair as the second hit lands and I continue to scream on his cock. The moment he lets go, I start backing off his cock, I don’t really mean to but it’s a reflex. Mom “helps” me. Her hand is on my head now, holding me in place while dad leans back and tries his best to both fuck my mouth and avoid nutting. And the third hit happens, I’m waving my ass around now, squeaking and squealing hoping they will stop which of course they will not.

True to their word they spread out the hits. Dad lasts the entire 31, and I’m completely on fire in my ass and the backs of my legs. “Can I cum now?” he asks desperately.

“I mean you can cum whenever you want but you might want to wait a sec.” 

“Okay, okay.”

Mom’s still got her hand grabbing my hair holding me down on  Dad’s cock. I start to push upward and she holds firm. “I don’t know if you’re supposed to stop yet sweetie.”

Aria laughs from behind me. “It’s okay you can let her go Mrs. T!” And then Aria is on my right and Mia is on my left, they’re grabbing me from either side, their fingers are rubbing my nipples as they lift up and they’re whispering in my ear from either side, “It’s time, slut.”

I have avoided thinking about this til now. But they’re right. It’s time. Dad’s eyes go wide as he realizes what’s happening, as they push me upwards, and onto him. As I straddle him, crying and sniffling. “I don’t want to,” I say, and Aria just says “You have to.”

I know.

“Oh my go-o-od” says Mom from her place next to my dad and she immediately pulls up her own skirt and starts rubbing herself off right there. “You really are finally going to do it!”

I’m staring down at Dad’s stupid face. He’s grinning like a fucking monkey. I’m sniffling like a little bitch. “Yeah,” my voice catches, and I make myself put my pussy where, according to my best friends in the entire world, my pussy belongs.

When his cock touches my pussy it’s like a shock, not a fun one, it almost feels like it hurts just touching. I say it to dad as plainly as I can. “I don’t want to do this.” He just looks up at me dumbly, then over at mom who is busy taking care of himself, then at me. “Yeah,” and he pushes up gently, his dick pressing up against my pussy.

I close my eyes again and prepare myself, but Aria says into my left ear “Eyes open little bitch.” I open my eyes, forcing myself to take in my dad’s hair disgusting fat mess of a chest, his dull eager face, and I make myself push downwards.

That painful electric feeling that came from just touching his dick with my pussy is now in full force as I push down and down, pumping a little until his dick finally slips in. I look up at his face out of some perverse instinct, to see him rolls his eyes up in ecstasy. “Does that feel good?” asks Aria from next to me and I say “no” at the same time my dad says “yeah.” Fucking idiot.

I’m grunting, I’m not very wet of course so it takes some work, every inch of progress down his cock takes an act of tortured will on my part. Something finally gives, and I slide down the last couple of inches and I’m gasping because it hurts like a complete bitch. Aria and Lily laugh, “Nice!” Dad yells out his stupid happiness. Mom moans, still masturbating, and kisses dad on the cheek right in front of me. Then he turns and they kiss passionately while I try to recover from the fact that MY FATHER’S DICK IS INSIDE ME.

I don’t know why I’m like this. Don’t get me wrong it’s not like every family fucks together, and it’s not like every girl is getting raped by her dad all the time. But lots do, and lots are, and nobody else seems to think it’s a big deal. Half the time the girls claim to like it in the end. But I’m sitting here completely disgusted, hurting, trying to suppress more sobs, watching my parents make out right in front of me while I use my pain and sadness to make my dad feel good.

Well whatever. I have a job to do. Aria’s now at my dad’s ear, whispering “Don’t cum, don’t cum, wait, wait, don’t cum. When you cum she stops.” I’m supposed to try to get off on his dick first. If he cums inside me, I don’t get to finish. If I finish, he still gets to cum inside me though. No obviously it’s not an ideal way for me to cum – on my dad’s dick – but if that’s the only positive I can get out of this then I’m determined to get it.

I pull upwards, then push downwards. It feels like nothing at first. Then Aria gives me a wink. She is so beautiful. Fucking goddamn it why do I have to be like this. I know she’s just making fun of me but for just a second, as she winks and kisses the air at me I feel like she’s encouraging me, or at least, I know she’s having a good time watching me and wants me to keep going and fucking fuck, I feel that in my pussy. The one with my dad’s cock in it? 

Suddenly I realize, I’m not just on him. I’m not just moving. I’m fucking him. It feels good. I can see that the better it feels for me, the better it feels for him too, and I hate that. I am so mad at him. But what the fuck else am I supposed to do? Aria tweaks one of dad’s nipples gently and he moans and shuts his eyes, and she keeps whispering “No cumming Mr. Turner. Keep it in til she finishes.” Bitch. She knows that nipple move makes it harder for him to stop himself.

“Can I help?” That’s Lily on my other side, and she’s not talking to me. “You better believe you can help,” says Mom and now Lily’s eating my mom’s pussy while Aria makes out with my dad and I desperately try to cum angrily on his dick.

It’s happening. I start that thing I do, grunting but squeaking, in perfect rhythm as I pump up and down. Aria grins. “She’s about to cum Mr. Turner.” He just yells, “I know!”

My legs tense. I’m almost there. And then my dad reaches up and grabs my tits. Fuck me, how dare he. How dare he touch me there. This complete bastard. And as soon as my nipples feel that contact I’m done. My orgasm starts. “You fucking asshole!” I’m yelling. “I hate you so much!” I’m squealing as I involuntarily keep pumping up and down with the power of the orgasm I’m having on my dad’s disgusting dick. “I fucking hate you you son of a bitch!”

During that last bit he thrusts up forcefully and I can feel it happening. The swelling, throbbing, the hint of… flow… I can feel it. His cum is going in me, into my womb. I’m wailing, but holding on. I know I have to accept this. This is what she wants. But like I said, I don’t have to like it. “Disgusting!” I moan. “You’re so gross!” I’ve collapsed onto his chest now and I can hear mom cumming now too. 

Dad is panting. His breaths are lifting me up as I lay limply on him, his dick still in my pussy, getting soft. Aria has my hair. Softly but it’s a grip. And she’s holding me down to his chest and has brought her face up to mine, grinning. “I knew you could be daddy’s slut.”

“Fuck you,” I can barely make the words happen.

Dad, still panting, breathily: “You loved it.”

How can I possibly reply to that? I say nothing. Asshole.

Then Aria perks up and stands. “We’re gonna go home now,” she says, still grinning and goes over to her clothes.

I’m laying there naked on my dad, my mom next to him recovering from her own orgasm as Lily kisses her goodbye. I lift myself up weakly, in a panic. “Wait can I come with you?”

They laugh. “Nope! Bye!” I jolt upright, finally getting my dad’s cock out of me as he roars with the pleasurable discomfort of this. “That’s it? You’re done with me?”

“I mean you’ll see us around I’m sure!”

“But I’m still your… we’ve got all night, I’m still your slave, you can do whatever you want to me!” 

They’re dressed now. Aria lifts up her phone and snaps a picture of me crying naked. She gestures vaguely behind me at my parents. “Yeah, my orders are to you know. Do whatever they tell you to. Yall have her for like eight more hours okay?”

Dad and Mom enthusiastically from behind. “Okay!”

I turn to look at them furious. I hear the door open I look back as Aria and Lily shut the door behind them chattering about where to go hang out. I turn back now to my parents. My dad has his arms open wide. He grins, and mom rolls her eyes at him smirking benevolently. 

He stares at me expectantly, arms still outstretched. What the fuck am I going to do?

“Well?” he says.

“Well what?”

“Who wants a hug?”