by Emily Tilton
Heather’s mind reeled. The scary, shameful, thrilling idea had spun out into so many different parts in what her daddy had just said. Master. Owner. Claim you completely. Training. Special lessons.
The Institute.
The pleasure he paid for.
Heather gave a gasping cry, for Mommy had started to kiss her pussy again, flicking her knowing tongue against her little girl’s clit.
“Please, Mommy, I—”
But Delilah London raised her head and said softly, “This is your first lesson in coming more than once, Heather.” Then Mommy lowered her head and Heather moaned, and moaned louder and longer because now Daddy had started to climb onto the bed.
“It’s time for you to suck my cock, pumpkin,” he said. He straddled Heather’s chest and moved her pillows behind her, working slowly but not letting Heather’s shaking head impede his propping her up so that his huge, hard penis and the tight pouch of his furry scrotum hung only a few inches from her hot face.
“Please, Daddy… I’m… I’m not ready…”
“You’re ready when I say you are, Heather,” her daddy said. “Mommy’s going to make you come while I enjoy your mouth.”
The big penis, with its strange fluted head, glistened in the light of Heather’s bedside lamp. She realized that darkness had fallen while her daddy and mommy gave her this first special lesson. She cried out as she felt Daddy brush her cheek with the tip of his cock. A musky fragrance, so wicked it made Heather feel faint, came to her nose: Daddy’s and Mommy’s privates, mingled together to smell as naughty as anything could possibly smell, it seemed to her.
“Daddy, wait… please… what… wh-what does completely mean?”
She needed the answer to that one question, more than any other, Heather suddenly felt. Something about the way she had to hold herself open with her hands down below, open for Mommy’s tongue, which now—as if Mommy knew exactly what Heather’s question meant to her—touched the place about which Heather worried the most: her tiny place, the smallest place in her curvy bottom. Heather gasped, sobbed with shame and pleasure.
“It means your vagina, and your mouth, and your bottom, pumpkin,” Daddy said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“My bottom?” Heather whispered. Mommy tongued her there again, and rubbed her clit with two fingers, and Heather let out a long, whining moan.
“Yes, pumpkin. I’ll show you after you suck my cock. I’m going to put my penis in Mommy’s bottom, and come in her anus, and you’re going to watch.”
Heather couldn’t keep her mouth closed, then: at first, as she felt her lips parting, she thought she meant only to show Daddy how shocking she found the news he had just delivered. How could… how could he do that to Mommy? How could he mean that some man would put his hard penis in Heather’s tiny bottom-hole?
But then, as Daddy slid his penis inside the lips Heather had parted with a groan of pleasure that made Heather’s face go red even as she felt a strange glow of pride that she could make her daddy emit that sound, she understood that she did… she did… need it. How could she need a hard penis in her mouth, in her pussy, in her bottom?
Daddy moved his massive cock in and out very gently at first, and Heather could almost manage not to let her jumping heart get the better of her, almost keep herself from feeling overwhelmed. But all the while Mommy kept kissing Heather’s little pussy, and littler anus, and using her fingers gently inside her bottom, and now Heather had to scream around Daddy’s penis, and she came and came and came as her daddy used her mouth for his pleasure.
Then, without saying anything more, as if the three members of the London household could communicate about these shameful things without speaking a word, Daddy took his cock out of his little girl’s mouth and climbed off the bed. He pumped the hard shaft in his hand gently as he moved around to Mommy’s bottom. He looked at Heather, and her eyes went wide, for she knew what his eyes wanted to tell her—what they commanded. She began slowly to get off the bed herself, as if in a trance.
She kept looking into Daddy’s eyes, and he smiled as he saw her understand what she must do. Heather realized then that to come watch this wicked thing, the hard penis in Mommy’s plush bottom, meant that she had accepted what her mommy and daddy had told her—that she knew her panties-down adventures must continue in the strange way Daddy had just described. When Heather saw her daddy’s cock go into her mommy’s anus, it would mean that a cock would soon go up Heather’s bottom too.
But then it got even worse, for Daddy reached out his hand to Heather’s cheek and, still without a word, simply by moving his fingers around to the back of his little girl’s neck, he told her she had to kneel down. Heather gave a tiny wail, because although she didn’t know exactly what would happen next simply to have her face right there, right where Daddy’s penis and Mommy’s bottom were, must mean something that would make her feel that funny feeling more urgently than she had ever felt it—the funny feeling that she now understood represented arousal, made her wet, told the man who inspected her that it was time for Heather to be fucked,
She knelt, trembling, and Daddy’s thumb on her lips told her to open her mouth, so that he could use it again, enjoy it again. He held himself in deep, controlling his little girl with his firm grip on her neck, and Heather realized that he must be getting his penis wet so that he could enter Mommy’s tiniest place. The idea almost made her swoon, but Daddy’s hand kept her steady.
Then he spoke for the first time in what seemed forever, and his words nearly finished off the swoon, they sounded so rough and dirty.
“Get this ass open for me, Delilah,” he said in a gruff voice Heather had never heard before.
“Yes, Daddy,” Mommy said in a tone equally unfamiliar to her little girl’s ears.
Heather felt her face go very hot as Mommy reached back and took her own full-figured bottom in her hands so that she could show Daddy the little hole he wanted to fuck.
“Kiss Mommy,” Daddy said.
Heather’s breathing grew ragged. Her heart raced. She felt frozen in place.
Daddy moved her head, turned it, pushed it, and repeated himself more gently. “Kiss Mommy, pumpkin,” he said. “Then watch Daddy fuck her bottom.”
Heather heard a little whimper come from her chest and then she was puckering her lips and kissing the tiny place that Mommy had to open now, or Daddy would spank her, for surely Daddy must spank Mommy the same way he spanked Heather. Mommy called him Daddy, didn’t she? That must mean she got spanked.
The whimpers kept emerging willy-nilly, from Heather, as the penis pushed against Mommy’s anus, as Mommy seemed to do something that made her open there, as she cried out in discomfort as she took the hard cock in her smallest place. When Daddy pushed all the way in, Heather found that she had to cling to Mommy’s left leg and Daddy’s right one, to keep from falling. Then as Daddy began to fuck in long strokes that drove into Mommy’s backside and withdrew almost to the tip of his penis, she felt so close to them, so strangely cared for and given exactly the panties-down discipline and pleasure she needed, that she couldn’t help kissing Mommy’s plump thigh and Daddy’s strong one, over and over.
“Good girl,” Daddy said. “Such a good girl.”
The End
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