“I can feel your juices on my thigh,” Daddy growled, “and your clit rubbing against me as you squirm. You will cum when I tell you, slut, and not a minute earlier.”
“It can be so hard to resist,” Mommy purred, “but the pleasure, sweetie, the pleasure is so intense when he finally lets you cum. Fight it. Submit to him. Prove you’re his good girl.”
Crack!
Alice squirmed. “I… I will, Mommy. I… I want to be. I want to be spanked and loved and fucked by Daddy. I want it so much. It’s why I’m so wet. So horny. I want to cum so badly.”
Crack!
“But I’ll be good.”
“Yes, you will,” Daddy growled. “My little slut. My daughter-whore.”
Crack!
I sucked so hard on Daddy’s cock. I put all my effort into it, focusing on his dick and not my aching pussy. Out of the corner of my eye, Mommy squirmed beside me, hands on her knees, gripping them, her eyes locked on Alice’s ass, watching her husband spank their daughter.
What a wicked Mommy.
“You!”
Crack!
“Are!”
Crack!
“My!”
Crack!
“Good!”
Crack!
“Girl!”
Crack!
“Yes, yes, yes, Daddy!” Alice moaned, bucking, her voice strained, thick with resisting her climax. She gasped and groaned, coming closer and closer to her orgasm, but fighting it. “I am! I’m your good girl. Please, please, let me cum!”
“No!”
Crack!
“Yes, Daddy!”
Hearing Alice say those words, with all her submissive passion, set Daddy off. He growled as his dick erupted into my mouth. Hot, salty cum. I savored it, swallowing the load, letting it wash through my mouth. More and more squirts flooded me. His balls emptied. His cream slid down my body and warmed my belly.
“Share with your mother,” Daddy groaned as the final blast shot into my mouth. “And your sister.”
I held the last squirt in my mouth as I popped my dick off Daddy’s cock. Then I turned and planted a hot kiss on Mommy’s lips. She sighed into it. I couldn’t resist seizing her large breasts, squeezing and kneading them as we snowballed his cum back and forth between us, our tongues caressing.
Daddy said something, and then Alice slipped off his lap and knelt beside us. She leaned in, rubbing her tear-stained cheeks against mine as her lips joined the kiss. A three-way, messy, sloppy, jizz-filled, incestuous kiss. We passed Daddy’s cum back and forth, Mommy sharing her husband’s seed with her two daughters.
It was so taboo. So forbidden. Daddy stood over us, arms folded, watching us, so strong, so sexy. His cock half-hard, a smile on his lips. All three of his good girls swapped his cum back and forth, moaning, sighing.
Alice’s hands joined mine on Mommy’s breasts. Hers were hesitant. But Mommy moaned her encouragement and I guided her, showing her how to love her large breasts. They were so big and soft. Mine were round and nice, and Alice’s were only tiny mounds. We must have boobs from Daddy’s side of the family.
“Wow,” Alice said, breaking the kiss, her cheeks flushed. Her nipples hard.
“Uh-huh,” I said.
Mommy smiled at Alice. “Mmm, you have such cute titties. And look at these nipples. Sir, doesn’t she have the cutest nipples?”
“Yes, she does, June,” Daddy said. When he called her June, he was at his most loving. He seized Mommy’s braid, holding it like a leash as she leaned down and sucked on Alice’s small, pink nipples.
“Oh, Mom,” Alice groaned, leaning back on her hands.
She had a spare nipple. Grinning, I leaned over and sucked it into my mouth. I nibbled and teased it while Alice gasped and groaned. She squirmed, her thighs spreading as we teased her with our mouths, giving her such naughty delights.
Her nipple felt wonderful in my mouth. So tiny and delicious. I nipped it with my teeth. Daddy watched us, drinking in our incestuous, lesbian threesome. Mommy and I pushed Alice down on her back, attacking her nipples, our hands stroking her body, driving her wild. I found her pussy, hot and wet, dripping and ready for Daddy’s cock.
“Sluts,” Daddy growled. “Enough. None of you have permission to cum. Downstairs, now. It’s time to play.”
“Yes, Sir,” moaned Mommy, her eyes glossy with lust.
“Play?” mouthed Alice.
“In the dungeon,” I grinned.
“Dungeon?”
“The secret room in the basement we’re not allowed in.” I beamed. “I’ve been in there, and it is naughty.”
Daddy had played with Sun and me in that room when she slept over. I lost my anal cherry in there. Oh, that was so hot.
“Come along, sluts,” Mommy purred, “your father and I have waited eighteen years to play with you both.”
Alice’s eyes widened and I winked at her. I would explain later, but Mommy was raised to be her daddy’s sex slave, and then she met our daddy, fell in love, and grandpa sold her as part of the wedding ceremony. When she gave birth to twin girls, she was eager for our daddy to have the same experience.
She was such a wicked Mommy.
The three of us trailed after Daddy. He held Mommy’s braid like a leash, pulling her along while Alice and I walked behind her holding hands. My sister beamed. The stairs were two narrow for us to walk side-by-side. I let her go first.
I wanted to stare at her red ass. Ooh, Daddy spanked her hard.
Alice gasped when we entered the dungeon. The walls were black cork–to muffle sound, though that wasn’t needed any longer since we all were Daddy’s slaves now–and there was a spanking bench, a St. Anthony’s cross, hooks in the ceiling for suspension play, shelfs full of sex toys and BDSM delights, an assortment of paddles, whips, and canes on the walls, a chest full of rope.
“Wow,” Alice said, turning around in the room, her toes digging into the soft, black carpet. “I can’t believe this is in our house.”
I pulled her down so we knelt before Daddy, both of us staring up at him, trembling. He was so handsome, especially with the barbwire tattoos crossing his muscular torso and fire sleeve-tattoos. He stared at us, eyes intense.
“Believe it, dear,” Mommy said, kneeling beside Daddy. “Sir, how do you want your daughters prepared?”
“Nipples and clits clamped,” Daddy ordered. “And butt plugs.”
“Yes, sir,” Mommy said. She rose swiftly and moved to the cabinets.
Alice swallowed but didn’t look away.
Mommy returned swiftly, knowing just where to go, her hands full of supplies. She knelt beside Daddy. “Sir, do you want to apply them or shall I?”
“I think their mother should do it,” Daddy said, his dick thrusting hard before him.
“Yes, Sir,” purred Mommy. I saw the twinkle in her eye–Daddy rewarded her for birthing him two submissive daughters.
She crawled forward, kneeling before us. “Melody first,” she said, “since she’s such a good slut for Daddy.”
“Thank you, Mommy,” I smiled.
Mommy winked at me. I knew why I went first. I had to be an example for Alice. I kept my back straight, my round breasts thrust before me. My nipples were so hard. But that didn’t stop Mommy from leaning over and sucking on my right nipple. I gasped, the pleasure shooting right down to my pussy. I squirmed, my hands behind my back aching to clasp together.
Then Mommy’s lips popped off my nipple and she replaced it with the clamp in a heartbeat. I sucked in a breath at the sharp pain flaring in my nipple. The alligator clamp bit into my nipple. The weight pulled it down. In moments, my nipple throbbed with a painful ache.
Daddy’s eyes smiled as he watched, pleased.
“Wow, Melody,” Alice said, staring at my clamped nipple in awe. “Does that hurt?”
“Uh-huh,” I said, my voice strained by the pain. “But that’s what makes it wonderful.”
“You’re not the only pain-slut in the family, Alice,” Mommy purred before she sucked on my other nipple.
I groaned. The duel sensations of pleasurable nursing and painful clamping shuddered though me. The conflicting inputs from my two nipples made me squirm and moan. I groaned as Mommy sucked so hard on my nipple. It made the other one throb even harder, the pleasure reminding me of the pain.
Then Mommy’s lip popped off and the clamp snapped on. I groaned, shuddering. The pain was exquisite. Agony throbbed along both my nipples while Mommy kissed down my stomach. I rose up on my knees, giving her access to my pussy.
“Mommy,” I moaned as her fingers parted my silt and her lips sucked on my clit. “Oh, Mommy, yes.”
Alice’s eyes were wide with awe as she stared at both my clamped nipples. As my breasts jiggled, the nipple clamps waved, stretching and pulling on my nipples. Pleasure rippled through my body, crashing into the agony. I grit my teeth, the two sensations so wonderful. Her lips so soft, the clamps so hard.
And then true agony shot through me.
I screamed and threw back my head as she clamped my clit. My pussy convulsed. I came so close to cumming as my poor, aching clitoris throbbed in the padded grip of the smaller clamp. Even with the felt padding on the clamp, it hurt so badly.
So wonderfully.
“That’s my good girl,” Daddy growled, watching us submit to him.
“T-thank you, Daddy,” I answered, squirming. Every movement made the clit clamp pull on my nub.
“Mmm, you are such a good girl for Daddy,” Mommy moaned. “You make me so proud.”
“Thank you, Mommy,” I said, tears beading in the corners of my eyes.
I hardly felt her insert the lubed butt-plug. It wasn’t the largest I had taken. I groaned, shuddering and twisting as it settled into my bowels. The intrusion paled compared to the agony throbbing my clit and nipples.
I took deep breaths, controlling the pain and the excitement it generated. I fought against my wet pussy’s desire to be frigged as Mommy moved onto Alice. I looked at my sister, and gave her a tight, encouraging smile. She nodded back, resolved to submit.