I wanted to shove my hand between my thighs. I would cum in seconds. I fought the urge as my lips pressed into Daddy’s curly pubic hair. I took every inch of his cock down my throat like a good girl.
A surge of pride shot through me. I moaned and shuddered about his cock. The urge to masturbate swelled in me. It was so hard to resist the hot urge. Especially as Daddy let out a groan of pure satisfaction.
“You wicked slut,” Sun whispered, nuzzling into my ear. “You swallowed every inch of your dad’s cock. Ooh, you are amazing.”
“Damn,” Daddy groaned. “You did it. Daddy’s good girl did it.”
“Yes,” my mom hissed. She was on speaker phone. That was why I could hear her so clearly now.
“Now start bobbing,” Daddy groaned. “Fuck that hot mouth up and down my cock.”
“I will, Master,” moaned Mom.
And so would I.
“Do you like my hot mouth sliding up and down your cock, Master?”
Daddy groaned as I slid my mouth up his cock. It popped out my aching throat. I sucked the entire way until only the tip was in his mouth. And then he pushed me back down. His dick pressed at my throat. I swallowed him again. It was easier this time. My throat stretched.
His cock dived down my esophagus. I moaned and hummed, pleasing him, loving his groans as Mom moaned in the background, masturbating, thinking she was having hot phone sex. My fingers curled.
I needed to cum so badly. My pussy burned.
“Do you like my mouth sliding up and down your cock, Master?”
“Yes. You’re doing so good. Such a good girl.”
“I love to please you, Master.”
“Your mom is a freak,” Sun giggled in my ear. “I love it.”
So did I.
Daddy fucked my mouth up and down, pushing on my head and pulling on my braid. Faster and faster. He groaned and squirmed, the muscles in his chest rippling. Sun went back to nuzzling at his balls, massaging them, building up the cum.
“Are you going to cum, Master?” moaned Mom, her voice breathy. I could hear her fingers working in and out of her wet pussy. “Are you going to cum in my mouth? Or do you want to dump it on my face?”
“Your face,” groaned Daddy. “I want to cover my good girls with my cum.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom hissed, not hearing the plural on girls. “Do it. Cover your slave with your cum. Reward your good girl.”
“Yes,” Daddy growled.
He ripped my mouth off his cock by my braid. The pain flared. I loved it. Sun pressed her cheek next to mine as we jerked his cock. We aimed it right at our faces. Daddy’s face contorted. He growled into the phone as his pleasure built.
“Cum on my face, Master!”
“Yes,” I mouthed. “Do it, Daddy.”
“Fuck,” he snarled and his dick erupted. “I’m cumming! I’m covering your face.”
Thick, hot, salty jizz splattered our faces. Daddy’s dick erupted and bathed us with lines of his cum. He grunted with each one while Mom moaned in the background. The cum dribbled down my face to my lips.
My tongue flashed out and captured the incestuous seed.
Then Sun kissed me. I moaned, our cum-stained lips working together as more jizz dripped to our mouths. We shared it, our arms wrapping about each other. Our naked breasts touched, our nipples kissed, as we enjoyed Daddy’s cum.
“Yes, yes, yes. Oh, Master, may I cum?” moaned Mom. “This is so hot. I haven’t cum all week.”
“You may, slave,” groaned Daddy.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom moaned over speaker phone as Daddy watched us kiss and lick and enjoy his cum. Our tongues explored each other’s faces, licking, gathering up every line of his spunk that we could find. I loved the salty flavor of Daddy’s jizz on my mouth.
“Oh, Master, I love you,” Mom purred, clearly savoring her orgasm.
“I love you,” Daddy answered, his voice soft. “I miss you.”
“Miss you, too.”
My body trembled as I rolled on top of Sun, our naked bodies pressed together as we stretched over Daddy’s legs. We squirmed. My hard clit brushed her pubic mound, sending a spark of delight through my body.
“But I’m glad Melody’s taking care of the house and you.”
“She’s a good girl,” Daddy said, watching us hump our pussies together as we kissed.
“I have to go. I need to start breakfast.” Mom sighed. “I miss you so much.”
“Bye,” Daddy said and hung up. Then he grinned. “Do I need to take a hose to you two?”
“No, Daddy? May we cum?”
“No.”
“Fine, Daddy.” I moaned, forcing myself to roll off of Sun. it was so hard. I needed my release so badly. Sun let out a frustrated moan.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged.
He shook his head. “I’m taking you shopping. I want you both on the edge. No cumming until I say so.”
“Yes, Daddy,” we both groaned together.
* * *
It was awkward walking into the mall with a vibrator shoved into my pussy, held in place by my panties. It was thick and every step shifted it around inside me. It had a small tongue pressing on my clit, designed to stimulate it along with my pussy. It was a special vibrator with a built-in Bluetooth.
Daddy could control it remotely with an app on his smart phone.
Sun walked with a wide-legged gait beside me, her first ever butt plug inserted into her ass. I put it in myself after tonguing and lubing her ass after breakfast. She had made the cutest sounds when I inserted it into her rear. Like mine, it was also Bluetooth enabled, with a little glowing, blue light on the butt plug.
Modern technology was amazing.
We walked on either side of Daddy when we entered the mall. My nipples were so hard beneath the spaghetti strapped top I wore. With no bra, they were so obvious poking against the pale-blue material. My brown hair was combed and neatly braided once more, falling down to the top of my ass and swaying with my gait.
And my poor pussy was on fire. I had been on edge all morning. Showering with Daddy was torture. Sun and I had to wash his magnificent body while our poor pussies were on the verge of erupting. Then he jerked his dick and watched us wash each other. He came, splattering our bodies with his jizz as we rubbed each other’s cunts and fought off our orgasms.
He loved it. I could see it in his eyes. Watching us strive to be good girls and not orgasm, to submit to his wishes, made him so excited. It was what he wanted from us. It was how we showed him our love.
And even though it left me a horny, frustrated ball of sensations just itching to explode, I loved being denied. I knew when I did have my orgasm, it would be spectacular. It would be a mind-numbing release that would leave me quaking.
It would be worth it.
Sun and I cooked breakfast together. Well, I cooked and Sun tried to help. She was helpless in the kitchen. She never let her mom teach her, rebelling against her family’s traditional ways, only to end up wanting to be like that for Daddy. To serve him with me. She found it hot to pour him coffee and make sure his needs were met before ours.
Then Daddy whipped out his toys. They were brand new, fresh from the package. Apparently, he ordered them on Monday and they arrived at his office yesterday. A wonderful surprise for us. Something my mom hadn’t experienced.
The first place Daddy led us to was the jewelry store. He walked in and went straight for the choker style necklaces. He browsed them while Sun and I stood behind him, trembling and squirming, both of us on fire from walking with our sex toys.
Finally, Daddy found one he liked, a thin, gold chain with a unicorn charm dangling at the end. He held it up. “Do you know the significance of this, Melody?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Think about your Mom. What does she always wear?”
I frowned, my eyebrow furrowing. I pictured my mom–a brunette like me, her braided hair falling down past her ass, hazel eyes, delicate face, busty in her conservative dresses, and a heart-shaped locket hanging from a gold choker.
“Mom always wears the locket,” I said.
“It’s her slave collar,” Daddy answered. “She wears it to show off her submission to me.”
“And is that my collar, Daddy?” I stared at the unicorn, trembling.
“Do you want it to be? If you accept it, it means you’ll always be my slave.”
“Even when Mom comes back?”
Daddy didn’t answer me. He just stared at me, waiting for my answer.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Then you have to earn it. You have to prove to me that you’re my submissive. My good girl.”
“Haven’t I?” I swallowed.
“You’re doing a wonderful job so far.” He stroked my cheek.
“And what about me?” Sun asked, biting her lip.
“You’re just having fun. This isn’t what you really want.” But Daddy grinned at her. “Of course, any time you want to have fun and pretend to be my good girl, you’re welcome to, Sun.”
She smiled and nodded her head. Joy rippled through me. I was Daddy’s true good girl.
“Now here’s some money. Go, shop.” Daddy pulled out two fifty dollar bills, both crisp and fresh, and handed one each to us.
I beamed at the money. “Anything?”
“Anything,” he nodded. “I’ll be in the food court.”
Fifty dollars to spend on anything. I grinned and then Sun and I darted out of the jewelry store. My vibrator shifting in my excited pussy. We burst out into the mall concourse, our flip-flops slapping on the tiled floor, and giggled at each other.