His footsteps resumed and she smiled when she saw Duncan’s face appear, her eyes immediately drawn to the enormous presence of his cock.
“Well, hey there,” he said, smiling genuinely.
“Hi baby,” Kara said. “I was just seeing her out since it seems like everyone is done down there.”
Sam couldn’t help herself and had to force herself to look back up at his face before speaking. “You know, you can’t just walk up with your dick out like that and not expect me to want to take advantage.” She glanced up to gauge his reaction.
He looked a little embarrassed, adorably enough. “Honestly, I don’t really even think about it that much anymore.”
“Yeah, it’s standard practice for people to be walking around nude at this place,” Kara confirmed.
“I’m not complaining,” Sam said, stepping close as she looked around suspiciously, then gripped his shaft her in delicate fingers.
Wondering if either of them would protest if she played a little, she finally just threw caution to the wind and went with it.
“Fuck it,” she said, kneeling and taking the crown into her mouth without hesitation. The warmth of the flesh felt like it belonged there, and she couldn’t help but whimper softly in happiness.
There was a peculiar taste on him this time, though, and she quickly recognized the flavor. “Mmmm… is that your wife, or maybe Kara I taste?”
“Molly actually,” he said with a laugh, though she didn’t know who he was referring to.
Shrugging, she went back to sliding his cock into her mouth and back out again as he began to tell her how good she was doing. His praising of her skills was making her want to keep doing this for him, and she reached up to gently stroke and cradle his balls before moving them to his shaft, hoping for one more yummy treat. Easily deepthroating him, she heard him praise her again as she held it deep. A few seconds passed as she stared up, seeing him and her friend looking down at her.
“Almost makes me jealous I don’t have one,” Kara said with a giggle.
A playfully naughty idea came to her then and she refocused on making Duncan finish. Expertly stroking her saliva up and down his length, she feverishly coaxed it to grant her her prize. A few moments later, warm goo filled her mouth once again. She swallowed only what she had to until he’d finished, swaying a bit as he slid free.
Kara had been watching her but then took a glance down the stairs. That was when Sam saw her chance. Leaning over, she grabbed Kara’s calves and slid her cum coated tongue deeply through her friend’s pussy, eliciting a cry of surprise and a groan of “Oh fuck.” Kara’s hand slid the back of Sam’s head encouragingly and she felt her arousal swelling yet again.
Unfortunately, she was only allowed to make a meal of her friend’s delicious pussy for a minute before Kara collapsed to her knees and shook her head. “Mmm, that’s too much,” she said. “I was about to pass out.” She offered Sam a kiss instead.
“You said you were jealous,” Sam said, laughing and kissing her again. She felt wetness on her top and smirked as she looked down. “Ugh… look at my shirt.”
With Kara’s help, she stood up and inspected the damage. She was a mess.
“Thanks a lot,” she said, looking up at a very content looking Duncan.
He laughed, but then the door downstairs opened, and she quickly said her goodbyes. Gathering her things, she quietly left through the side door and went to her car. Once she had it started, she hurried out of the parking lot and got on the road before bursting out in laughter and elation at what she’d just finished doing.
Once she was home, she quietly went inside and upstairs. None of her siblings were home, so she relaxed in a hot bath after tossing her filthy clothes in the hamper. Climbing in bed that night, she could tell that her arousal had not abated, but it wasn’t bothering her like it normally did. She’d had fun and it seemed to make things easier on her.
Happy for the first time in a long time, she snuggled up to the stuffed bear she’d had since she was a toddler and went to sleep.
***
The next morning, Sam got up and pulled on a pair of panties and a shirt after finishing her morning routine. Next, she ate breakfast alone as both of her parents were sleeping in and none of her siblings had been home when she’d awakened. After munching on a banana while she mused about the previous evening, she tossed the peel in the trash and skipped off to make sure that her parents were home and something weird hadn’t happened to them.
Walking down the hall that led past the washroom, a few guest bedrooms and bathrooms, several closets, and the door to the garage, she paused just outside her parent’s bedroom door and listened. The telltale sound of her father’s raucous snore echoed out from the room and she snickered, then started to turn around.
She stopped short though and mused that it would be nice to snuggle between them, and since it was her birthday, they couldn’t rightly refuse her. Tiptoeing over to her mother’s side of the bed, she knelt down and kissed her on the cheek. Her mother jolted a bit as she awoke, then smiled warmly as she saw her daughter’s face.
“Morning baby,” she said sleepily. “Happy birthday.”
“Morning mama,” she said quietly. “Can I get some birthday snuggles?”
Her mother laughed quietly, then lifted the covers over for her to climb in. Happily sliding over the top, Sam moved in between her mother and still-sleeping father as he snored loudly again. Turning to face him, she reached back and pulled her mother’s arms around her.
“Wha?” her father muttered. The question punctuated by another snore a few seconds later.
The covers pulled up, her mother hugging her from behind and her dad snoring loudly in her face, Sam felt just about as safe and warm as she possibly could.
“I’ll make you some breakfast in a few minutes,” her mother said quietly.
“No need,” Sam whispered over her shoulder. “I had a banana already. You guys have a late night?”
“I’m sorry, hun,” her mother replied. “Yeah, we went out on Friday and stayed out way too late,” she confirmed. “Didn’t get in until very late and I was drained all day yesterday.”
“Oh… I’m sorry,” Sam said. “I can let you guys sleep.”
“No, no,” her mother said, scratching her back and kissing her shoulder. “I should get up. I need to get a shower so we can start preparing for your birthday party.”
Sam nodded, but closed her eyes and breathed deeply in contentment as she clutched her mother’s arms close against her. After a while, she began to feel the pull of sleep calling to her, but her father shifted in bed and startled her. His hand came down been them, and Sam could feel him rummage around at his crotch for a moment before falling still again. With that, her mother started to pull away, and Sam turned over to look pleadingly at her.
“Don’t give me those pouty eyes,” her mother said with a playful scowl. “I’ve got to get moving, birthday girl. So does Mr. Noisy there.”
She was still pouting as her mother tossed the covers aside and slipped out to head to the bathroom. Sam was about to go ahead and get up to leave when she felt her dad’s arm pull her tight against him. Suddenly aware of something poking between her legs, she froze.
The door to the bathroom closed a few seconds later, and the room fell silent save for his rhythmic breathing against her back. His left arm was draped over her waist and pulled tight against her, the right underneath her neck.
Almost as if it were a replay of what Dane had done, she felt her father stirring just before he reached up with his left hand and roughly squeezed one breast and then the other. A frail cry of arousal escaped her lips as he pulled her tight against him, his hand roughly mauling her breast again before he slid it back across to do the same to the other.
Between her legs, the protruding erection was nuzzling happily up against her pussy, despite her internal war of how inappropriate it may or may not be for it to be there. Fighting the impulses careening around her mind to just pull her panties aside, she bit her lip in frustration as he stopped mauling her chest. Knowing she had to get out of there, she was about to do just that when she felt his hand slide into her panties and gently stroke the swollen flesh cloaking her clitoris.
A moment of hesitation cost her, and he slid the digit down further and pushed roughly into her folds before finding the hole a second later. A shiver of pleasure raced through her and she finally managed to shake herself from the daze she’d been in. Sliding out of his grasp deftly, she slid from the bed and hurried to the door before he could fully wake up and see her.
Apparently, he wasn’t fully awake though, and it looked like he was still drooling in his pillow and fast asleep. The cover had been tossed aside in her haste to get out of the sticky situation and she whimpered in protest as she saw his cock had pushed free from the boxers he’d had on.
There was no debating it now. It was big. The flesh was red and angry looking, the head bulbous and pulsing. Subconsciously licking her lips as she saw the glistening ooze crawling from the hole, she swallowed hard and tried to make herself leave.
The sound of the shower turning on startled her once more, and she finally spun around and practically ran from the room and back upstairs.
“What the fuck?” she whispered, leaning back against her door.
Breathing heavily, she stood there for a few minutes as she recovered, playing the event over in her mind. It had been a simple misunderstanding, she knew. He’d thought she was her mother.
She steeled herself as she tried to forget about it. Nothing had really happened, right?
Taking a deep breath, she stood and stepped toward her bed but then stopped again as she felt something. Sliding a finger down to the outside of her panties, she felt the wet spot she’d left there. Bringing her hand up in front of her face, she rubbed them together and watched a gooey string appear between them. Without really thinking about it, she slid both fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean. The telltale tang of precum hit her suddenly, and she realized that it had been her father that had left the goo, and not just her.
Shaking her head and not wanting to give it anymore thought, she stripped out of her panties and put on some fresh ones before pulling shorts on over the top of them.
Turning, she looked in the mirror and nodded, satisfied. “Nothing happened. You snuggled. You got up. That’s it.” The taste lingering in her mouth told her differently, but she was desperately ignoring it. It was her birthday, and she wasn’t going to let any silly mishaps caused by the ridiculous level of her arousal ruin it