(MDom, Mf, MF, MFf, mmf, inc, mast, oral, anal, exhib, voy, reluc, pros)
by Art Martin
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Even though I'm now a widow and have four children, I'm my daddy's mistress, his Slut Muffin as he likes to call me. And I am his slut, to use whenever and however as he wishes, just as he and my mama wanted me to be. I wasn't always his Slut Muffin, before that I was his Sweet Muffin, his baby girl and the apple of his eye.
Until rather recently we weren't rich, far from it. My daddy worked with his hands, and he worked hard to support me and my mother. He worked construction, roadway construction. He was a big strong man, but not a handsome man. Most folks thought he had a downright ugly mug. Me? He was my daddy. He loved me and I loved him.
My mama wasn't a beauty queen either. She had large voluminous tits though, which I suppose is what attracted Daddy to her. She wasn't slim and trim either, but she wasn't obese, just full bodied. I took after her, and like me, she was an ugly duckling when she was going to school, the round faced chubby girl.
Texas, as you might know, is a very big place. It can also be hotter than be-jesus most of the year too. As the road construction projects moved around quite a lot, so did we, so that Daddy could be closer to where he was working. Maybe not close-close, but it wasn't practical to drive two, three hours one way just to get to work in the morning and then drive two, three hours after a long hard day just to get home again. There just aren't enough hours in the day to do that. So when one job finished and another started up, we moved. And it didn't matter that it was in the middle of the school year, we moved and I moved to yet another school.
At each new school, I faced the same hurdles over and over again. Like I said, I took after my mama and she wasn't very attractive in the face. The horrid plastic framed glasses I had to wear didn't help. Nor did the clothes I wore, clothes bought mainly from a thrift store. Always being the new girl, the dumpy looking new girl, I had very little luck in making friends, as all the other kids had known each other since they were in kindergarten together. Oh, occasionally, someone would sit with me in the cafeteria for lunch, but only for a short while, until they were harassed for being nice to me.
At every new school, I heard the same tired, mean spirited lines, "fatty fatty two by four", or the oft repeated claim that I lived in a garbage can, or that I was actually a boy who dressed up as a girl. Later on, after my tits began to blossom, the story became that I was actually three years older, but I was so stupid that I had flunked every grade I was ever in. I hated school.
Rarely did we live "in town", my dad preferring to live out in the country and away from other folks. So every day, I rode a school bus to and from school, always sitting by myself. Once home, there wasn't anyone around my age to play with, so I went home and helped my mama fix supper. We ate only after Daddy got home, and that was almost always well after dark.
He'd come in through the back door, and there in the mud room, if we had one, he'd strip off his sweat soaked muddy clothes. Then swilling a cold beer, he'd walk nude to the bathroom and take a long shower. Then he'd dress in boxer shorts and we'd have dinner.
I didn't think anything of Daddy's nightly nude parade and neither did Mama. After all, it was Mama who insisted that he not track mud and dirt into house every night. As for me seeing Daddy nude, it was no big deal to me, it was just Daddy, my dear sweet daddy.
We had one of those big lounge sofas, where each seat was a recliner. After dinner, he'd have another two or three beers and sit in his favorite lounger, kick back and watch some baseball, or maybe part of a football game. That's when I got my Daddy-time with him. I'd crawl up next to him or up in his lap and snuggle into his hairy muscular chest while he hugged me and told me how much he loved his Sweet Muffin. That was Daddy's nickname for me, Muffin.
Rarely did he see a game to completion, as he had to go to bed so he could get up early the next morning and get back to work. I would be sent off to bed too. Soon I would hear Mama call out, "Not so hard," or "Harder, baby, harder." Or I'd hear Daddy call out, "Yeah, baby, suck that cock!" I didn't know what in the heck was going on, but I knew better than to go and investigate.
My parents never argued. As far as Mama was concerned, what Daddy said was the law. She took good care of him, in all the ways a good wife takes care of her husband. I grew up in a happy, loving home, even if outside of our house, I experienced a cruel, nasty world.
If working from sun-up to sun-set every weekday wasn't bad enough, sometimes he'd have to work all day Saturday. Not every Saturday, but often enough. The construction company he worked for usually was under a performance contract, with the state or county, and as such, they received a bonus for completing a job ahead of schedule. That meant lots and lots of overtime. Daddy was happy with lots and lots of overtime pay. The only days they didn't work was on rainy days or most Sundays. On rainy days he'd still have to go check in so he could get a half day's pay for that day. That done, he'd return home.
I always looked forward to Sundays. Once my parents were up, and they slept in until about noon, well maybe not exactly sleeping, but having fun together and making lots of racket doing it. Later Daddy would take us to the nearest state park where we would have a picnic, walk in the woods or maybe go swimming. Those days were the absolute best.
It was on a rainy day that I first saw my parents having sex. I must have been around ten years old. For whatever reason, school let out at noon that rainy day. I got off the bus, ran to the house and came in through the front door, which was only locked at night or when we were all away. There on the living room rug, they were going at it. Mama was naked, on her hands and knees with Daddy behind her. He had a fistful of her hair and was pounding into her backside so hard that her entire body shook. He looked my way and saw me standing there gawking. He said nothing and didn't pause for a second, the loud thap, thap, thap of groin meeting buttocks echoing through the room. I must've stood there for a good five minutes watching them fornicate before Daddy let go of her hair and pulled away, his hard cock shooting white gobs all over Mama's backside.
Neither Mama nor Daddy seemed upset that I saw them. Indeed they acted like it was no big deal to be seen by me naked and fucking. And I suppose in the scheme of things, it wasn't a big deal. They were just doing what they always did when in private. Actually they were doing what Daddy wanted to do and what Daddy wanted, Mama was happy to provide to him, not that Mama didn't want it too.
Mama calmly asked why I was home so early. I explained and then she told me to go to my bedroom until after they were finished. I always listened to my parents and went to my bedroom. I listened and waited for Mama to come and tell me that I could come out, but I didn't hear anything more. Thinking that they were "finished", I came out. They weren't finished. Mama was now kneeling in front of Daddy and was sucking and slavishly slobbering all over his cock. Daddy again saw me, but said nothing and let me stand there watching. It was only once Mama pulled off and began to stand did I slip back into my room.
I expected Mama to come in and reprimand me for disobeying her, but she didn't. After a bit, she did come in, dressed in her robe and told me that she had a snack for me. We had to pass through the living room to get to the kitchen and there Daddy was, sitting in his favorite chair still nude. He smiled at me as I passed.
In the kitchen, Mama gave me a snack and sat down to have a talk with me. She told me that maybe I shouldn't have seen what she and my daddy were doing, but now that I had, it was time to have talk about men and women. She was quite forthright, explaining the sex act and how babies are created.
"Am I going to get a little sister?" I asked hopefully.
"No, sweetie. I can't have any more babies."
"Why not?"
"Well, things inside me, critical things to making a baby, don't work like they're supposed to. We weren't trying to make a baby, sweetheart, we were just having fun. For adults who love each other, sex is just plain fun. And when ya get old enough, you'll find out for yerself how much fun it is. In the meantime, just take my word for it.
"Your daddy has the day off today because it's raining and he has plans for us to enjoy it. I'm sorry, but 'us' doesn't include you today, Muffy. You're supposed to be in school. Now, I can't send you outside to play, and it's not fair to lock you up in your room, so we'll be going to our bedroom until your daddy is done and satisfied."
"So this is to be like Sunday mornings?" I asked for clarification.
Mama laughed. "Yes, sweetie. Pretend it's a Sunday morning."
She rose, retrieved Daddy from his chair, and took him to their bedroom. Just moments after the door closed I heard Daddy say loudly, "Suck me again, slut, and get me hard."
Several minutes later I heard a rhythmic tap, tap, tap. Except it was more like knock, knock, knock. That tapping/knocking went on and on. It would stop for a short while, but then start again. Later I would learn just what that tapping noise was all about.
After about an hour behind closed doors, Daddy came out still nude, walked to the kitchen with his soft, glistening wet cock and balls swinging freely, got a beer and then sat in his chair. Mama came out a minute later, looking positively worn out, but at least in her robe.
Seeing Daddy sitting in plain view of me sipping his beer in the buff, she chastised, "Seth, for heaven's sake, put something on!"
"Why bother? Me and you, Wanda, we ain't finished yet."
"But Muffy..." Muffy was my mom's nickname for me. The only people who used my real name, or some disparaging derivative of, was at school. I hardly associated myself with my real name.
"Muffin is fine with it," he declared. "Ain't nothing she ain't seen before."
Tuning to me he then told me, "C'mere, Sweet Muffin."
I went and he pulled me into his naked lap.
"How was school today?" he asked hugging me to him.
"It was okay, I guess. We got out early."
"So I noticed.
"Ya makin' any friends yet?"
"No. Everyone hates me, or at least they don't like me."
"Well, I love ya, Muffin," he said as he gave me a kiss on the top of my head, "and to hell with them."
Mama made a comment about me sitting in his naked lap to which he responded, "Muffin is fine with it, Wanda.
"Ain't ya, sweetie?"
I nodded my approval and he added, "See? She's not offended by my body." And it was true, I wasn't. I was never offended by his body.
After that day I saw Daddy nude more, as he altogether stopped wearing even boxer shorts after he got home from work. Mama fussed at him about it, but not for long. That went for me seeing them having sex too. If he decided he wanted to fuck Mama in the living room, he fucked her in the living room, whether I was around or not. And if he wanted her to blow him in the kitchen, she blew him in the kitchen, or anywhere else he wanted a blowjob. My presence or absence didn't figure into his equation. And if he wanted to fuck all Sunday morning with the bedroom door open, they fucked with the bedroom door open. I saw lots that year.
I started sprouting tits a few months after I turned eleven. I was in fifth grade then and definitely the freak of the class. We moved again that summer, and when school began in September, I had a real set of boobs. Daddy noticed my expanding breast line.
I noticed that Daddy was looking at me with a funny look when he told me to take my top off. It was kind of embarrassing, but I was proud of my tits and took my top off for him.
"Damn, ya sure are developing a nice set there, Muffin," he declared.
"Hey, Wanda! Come see this!"
Mama came in from the kitchen and saw me topless. "Muffy! What are you doing?"
"She's showing me her tits," my daddy explained. "By god, she's gonna have a rack like yers, Wanda."
"Put your top back on, Muffy," my mama said wagging her wooden cooking spoon at me.
"I ain't finished looking," Daddy countermanded.
With an exasperated look Mama told me, "After he's finished looking, put your top back on." Daddy didn't finish looking until it was time for bed.
A month or two later, we had a rainy Saturday. Daddy was home all day after checking in that morning. For a change Daddy had some clothes on, as he hadn't gotten all sweaty and dirty at work. Me, I'm sitting on the living room floor reading something for school.
From his lounge chair Daddy called out, "Wanda! Come in here, woman!"
Drying her hands Mama emerged from the kitchen. "Yes, Seth. What is it?"
"I want to see some tits."
Mama glanced over at me and without complaint began unbuttoning her blouse. Carefully she laid it on the sofa, then reached back and unhooked her bra. That too she laid on the sofa. Striking a pose with her back arched, she displayed her large DD tits to Daddy.
"Damn, ya've got some mighty fine tits, Wanda. Mighty fine," he said.
After ogling my mama's tits for a moment, he turned to me and said, "Well..."
I too was looking at Mama when he spoke. I turned to my father's voice.
"Well..." he repeated.
"Well, what, Daddy?"
"What did I say?" Did he say anything to me? "I said I want to see some tits, girl. Ya have tits don't ya?"
"Uh, okay," I replied standing. I peeled off my t-shirt. I was braless, so what he wanted to see was immediately on display.
"Damn, ya two are two fine women," he declared. That was the first time he had ever referred to me as a woman and it made me proud.
He looked for a while and then said, "Okay, let's see some pussy."
"Seth!" my mother indignantly said. "That's enough!"
"No, it ain't. I want to see some pussy and I want to see it now. So, strip... and lose the shoes too."
Mama kicked off her sneakers and stripped off the cutoff denim shorts she was wearing. Last to go were her panties. Turning this way and that, she displayed her naked body to him while he ogled her.
"Nice, very nice!" Daddy declared with a wolfish grin.
"I'm fat and ugly," Mama declared.
"Maybe so, but ya're beautiful to me, Wanda. Ya've always been beautiful to me."
"You just want sex."
"Ya've got that right, woman. Ain't nothin' better to do today. Now is there?
"Now, what about ya daughter?" he asked pointing to me.
"Seth, we've talked about this."
"I ain't gonna touch her, Wanda. I jus' wanna look. No harm in looking, is there?"
Mama turned to me. She didn't say anything. She didn't have to say anything. Daddy always got what Daddy wanted. I unbuttoned and unzipped my cut off shorts and shimmied out of them. I was barefoot so that wasn't an issue. I hesitated a moment before shucking my panties.
This was different. Normally Mama and I would be dressed and Daddy would be naked. But today, Mama and me were naked and Daddy was dressed.
"Damn, ya've now got some hair down there too?"Daddy declared. It was more of a statement than a question. "Ya sure are growing up fast, Muffin. Them titties are bigger too since the last time I saw 'em. Tell me, have ya started ya periods yet?"
"Seth! That not something you ask a girl," Mama interjected.
"Girl? Hell, she looks like a woman to me. I just want to know if she can be knocked up yet."
Mama rolled her eyes, but said nothing more.
"Well?" Daddy asked. "If ya bleed, ya can breed," he added by way of explanation. "So, do ya bleed yet?"
"No, Daddy," I replied blushing. I don't know why I was embarrassed, it was just my daddy asking and he had a right to know everything about me.
"Okay, but from the looks of ya, Muffin, ya're gonna start pretty soon. Just to be clear, I don't want no goddamned jackleg getting between yer legs and putting a baby in ya. Ya got that? When it comes to boys, ya keep yer panties on and keep their baby making cocks out of ya."
"I don't know any boys, Daddy," I defended and it was true.
"Well, with tits like that, boys are gonna take notice. Trust me on that. Trust me on this too, they ain't gonna be looking at yar face."
My eyes began misting up. "You think I'm ugly, Daddy?"
"Hell, no! I think ya're beautiful, Sweet Muffin. I really do. Damn, just look at ya!" That made me feel better.
"Now turn around so I can see the entire package."
I turned and Daddy declared, "Nice ass! Damned fine ass! Love a woman with some meat on her butt."
Daddy stood and stripped off his work shirt. "Ya two women now have me worked up and needing to bust my nut."
"Seth! You promised."
"I ain't taking about busting my nut in Muffin."
In less than a minute Daddy was down to his native state. Usually when I saw Daddy, he'd be soft and droopy. Right then he was far from soft and droopy.
He had Mama lean against and brace herself on the arm of our old tattered sofa. Without being told or prompted she spread her legs wide. Daddy stepped behind her, slotted his steely cock in her honey hole and rammed it home.
I'd seen them fucking several times by then, but this time, I had this funny feeling deep in my crotch. Without consciously thinking about it, my fingers found that sweet spot between my legs. It was so lurid, watching my parents wantonly fuck while I diddled myself out in the open. I'd diddled myself before, but that was a closely held secret, not even my mama knew, or at least I thought she didn't know. But mothers, good mothers, know everything about everything happening within their home.
But I wasn't the only one watching. They were both watching too, watching me masturbate and cumming on my fingers while they fucked.
I first touched Daddy sometime after Christmas. The weather was lousy, roads were icy, school had been canceled and the company had called off work until further notice, so Daddy was home. The house was toasty warm, but even so, I was bundled up in three or more layers. Daddy, he seemed to be impervious to the cold and hadn't bothered to get dressed that morning. I came and sat by him on the sofa. He was watching something on one of the porno-channels he subscribed to.
"See what that girl's doing?" he asked.
Daddy was always watching porno and so I saw a lot of it too. Mama fussed at him for letting me see that stuff, but he ignored her and Mama had let it drop long before that day.
I looked and saw the naked girl playing with some black guy's cock. I'd seen something like that before and wondered about it.
"Ya wanna do that, Muffin?" I guess I did, because I did just that.
I knew what he wanted and reached forward and took his soft cock into my hand. It felt so weird holding him like that. Then it started moving. I felt it grow in length, girth and firmness. I had seen it do that any number of times during my life, and felt it doing that when I sat in his lap sometimes, but this was the first time I felt it with my hand. I looked up at Daddy and grinned. He grinned back at me.
"Oh, yeah, Sweet Muffin, that feels good. Now, keep doing that until I cum."
"Seth! What are you up to?" Mama called from the kitchen.
"Never you mind, Wanda," he called back pushing my hand off his dick just before Mama popped her head through the door.
"You leave her alone," she said before ducking back into the kitchen.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he muttered placing my hand on his erection again.
So I played with his dick, played with it until he shot off. I felt his cock tube throb with each and every pulse and watched with glee as the mysterious whitish goo flew all over, landing on his bare thighs and on my hand. Naturally I giggled in delight at this. Being a practitioner of masturbation myself, I had a good idea what he was feeling and I felt so proud to have helped him.
Mama walked by and saw what had just taken place. She frowned and went about her way, never saying anything about it.
After that Daddy had me get him off a lot.
It was Spring Break. I was now 12 and my tits had ballooned to hooter quality. All the other girls in 6th grade were still flat. Boys were looking, just as Daddy said they would, but they were only looking down my blouse. This was a hard time for me, as it seemed my bras were always too small and too tight, and my boobies ached all the time. Mama said that was because I was growing.
Most of the kids took vacations with their parents or were sent off to grandma's, but not me. My grandparents were all dead and gone, and Daddy never took time off for a vacation, except to go hunting. I spent my break cleaning house for Mama. This was actually pretty easy because since we moved so often, we had very little in the way of stuff. Daddy didn't want a bunch of excess stuff to have to haul to the next house, so we had just what we needed and nothing more.
It was raining, as it's wont to do in Texas during the spring and we were under a tornado watch. Daddy was getting fidgety, as he had nothing to do.
I was sitting in his lap getting in some Daddy-time when he tells me, "What do ya say, Muffin, if we have a little fun?"
"Sure, Daddy. What do you want to do?"
"What I want to do ya're not old enough to do just yet."
"I'm not a baby!" I replied indignantly. I was so tired of him and Mama always saying I wasn't old enough to do this or do that.
"With tits like ya have, Muffin, ya sure as hell ain't a baby. But, ya're still not old enough to do what I want to do.
"So, here's what I want ya to do, Sweet Muffin. First, I want ya t'take all them clothes off. That's right, I want ya buck naked, girl. Then I want ya to lie on the rug and frig yerself for me."
I couldn't believe he was asking me do that. Not the get naked part, but what Daddy wanted, Daddy got.
So, I stood and removed all of my clothes. He had me model my body for him, then he told me to lie down. I did, but he wanted me to lie with my spread legs and my pussy towards him.
"Yeah, that's good, Muffin, real good. But, while yer friggin' yerself, play with yer tits with yer free hand.
"What's going on in here?" Mama asked from the kitchen doorway.
"Muffin's providing me some entertainment."
Mama didn't say a word. She looked at me lewdly spread out on the rug, mauling my tits with one hand while my other hand was moving in my crotch. She turned without comment and went back into the kitchen.
For some reason Daddy still had on his boxer shorts. He stood and dropped them to the ground. I was squirming around pretty good by then. My eyes closed while I was swept away by the good feelings coming from my pussy.
Coming down from my orgasm, I opened my eyes and saw that he was towering over me jerking on his hard cock. Cum flew from his dick, spattering my body, mainly on my big tits, but on my tummy as well.
"Oh, for heaven's sake, Seth!" I heard my mama say. Daddy didn't pay any attention to her and finished what he was doing.
"Wanda, come see this," he said. "She really does look just like ya." Mama didn't come see, nor did she say anything more.
He helped me up, telling me how hot that was and pulled me nude into his naked lap. I'm like, Ewwww and not sure what I should do with his gooey stuff all over me.
"Just rub it in, Muffin," he told me.
That seemed to be so naughty that I didn't want to touch it, so he proceeded to rub it in for me. He'd never touched me like this before. I wasn't offended or frightened by this turn of events, as his hands felt so very good on my slippery tits.
"Seth! What are you doing?" Mama said from the kitchen door.
"I ain't doing nothing," he said as he continued smearing his cum into my tits.
"You shouldn't be doing that!" Mama said.
"Why not? She likes it.
"Don't ya, Muffin?"
I did like it and nodded as he felt me up for the first time while Mama stood there and watched just a few feet away.
"You just better keep your hands above the belt," Mama declared.
"She ain't wearing no belt," Daddy replied with a snort.
"You know exactly what I mean!"
"Keep yer wig on, Wanda. I ain't gonna touch her pussy."
I was enjoying having my aching boobies rubbed, but then he lowered his head and sucked a hard nipple into his mouth. Gawd! Did that feel heavenly.
"Seth!!!"
He released my nip just long enough to tell Mama, "I ain't touching her pussy."
"Seth, you know how you get."
"Yeah, I do. Muffin has me so worked up right now I could fuck a fence post. But seeing how I ain't got no fence posts handy, you'll do just fine, Wanda."
"Fine, Seth, but it's that time of the month right now."
"Then I'm just gonna have to fuck ya in the ass, woman. So go get yer big ass naked for me, Wanda, and get yerself greased up good, unless ya want me to dry fuck yer ass."
Mama scurried off to their bedroom and Daddy went back to sucking on my tit, his hard cock nestling into the crack of my ass. Suddenly he stands up, nearly dumping me onto the floor. Daddy points at me crumpled up in his favorite chair and says, "You! Ya stay right there, girl, and ya stay naked. I ain't finished with ya yet." Then he strolled off to the bedroom.
A moment later I heard Mama cry out, "Ahhhh! Gawd, take it easy! Take it easy! Oh, fuck..." The bed began knocking on the wall as he put it to Mama. The door was wide open and I could see what caused that knocking I'd heard for most of my life.
Mama's tone quickly changed from protest to pleasure. "Fuck my ass, big boy! Fuck my slutty ass. Use me, Seth, use my ass, baby. God, I love your cock up inside me!" The racket from the bedroom went on for quite a while.
While they fucked, the rain continued to pour. I tried to watch some TV, but the picture on the TV kept pixilating to the point that the already bad program was unwatchable.
Daddy came out of the bedroom, his cock now limp and sleeping. He went into the bathroom, washed his dick and then came and sat next to me. Without saying a word, he reached over and ran his hand over my bare tit. Moments later, he was sucking on that tit. Mama came through, going to the kitchen and looking worn out. She saw what was going on, but said nothing as she passed.
"Seth. Come here. I have something for you," she said from the kitchen.
Releasing my nip he replied, "I'm busy right now," and went back to suckling on me.
"Seth..."
He pulled off my tit. "Okay, okay, I'm coming. Keep yer wig on, woman." He got up and went to the kitchen. I was feeling mighty funny by that time.
After a moment, I got up and went to see what was up in the kitchen. There Daddy was, standing there while Mama was on her knees sucking his cock. He looked over at me, smiled and then looked back down at Mama. I backed away giving them some privacy. But several minutes later, heard Mama talking nasty. My curiosity got the better of me and I looked in again. Now Mama was on the kitchen table, her legs over Daddy's shoulders as he thrust into her ass hard, making her entire body quake with each impact. Daddy glanced over at me snooping, but said nothing as he continued fucking Mama, inching the table across the floor.
We had about three weeks of school left when we moved yet again. As always, Daddy found a rent house reasonably near the new project, and as always Mama packed up the old house just so and Daddy singlehandedly loaded up his pickup and began moving us. This was a well practiced and choreographed drill. First to go were the kitchen stuff, including the refrigerator. Daddy loaded it all up, along with boxes of clothes and stuff and drove it all to the new house. There Mama set about setting up and organizing the kitchen while Daddy returned to pick up a new load. Next to go were the beds, along with what little bedroom furniture we had. Third to go was the living room stuff. By the time Daddy lugged in all the pieces of the sectional sofa, Mama had the beds made and dinner on the stove. After we ate I rode back with Daddy to pick up the washer and dryer.
So I'm helping him disconnect the appliances. He had worked hard all day lugging stuff to load up, and unloading and lugging stuff into the new house. He put down the pliers and screwdriver, turns to me and says, "I kind of hate leaving this place."
"How come, Daddy?" I asked surprised that he had any attachment to the run down place.
"Because this is where I watched ya blossom into a desirable woman."
"You think I've become a woman, Daddy?"
"Ya damned sure look like one," he replied.
"Yer mama and I have been talking about ya a lot lately."
"What about?"
"Never ya mind that, but it's about yer education."
"Education? I was doing good in school."
"Yes, ya were and yer mama and I are right proud of ya. What I'm talking about is yer education in satisfying a man. Yer mama and I agree on most things, but she's concerned ya ain't ready for some, shall we say, advanced education.
"Now ya seem to like me playing with yer titties and ya seem to like frigging yerself. But what concerns me is ya ain't adventurous enough."
"Adventurous?"
"Yes. I expected after ya started playing with my cock, that ya'd soon be sucking on it."
"Mama told me that I shouldn't touch your cock like that."
"She did, did she? Well, she's not here right now, now is she?"
"You want me to..."
"I just want ya discover what a man's cock feels like when yer sucking it. When it's soft and when it's hard. And don't worry, ya can't get preggo jus' suckin' a man's dick." With that he unbuckles and unzips his jeans exposing himself.
I knew what he wanted and reached forward and took his soft cock into my hand. I looked up at Daddy and grinned. He grinned back at me.
I'm fairly certain it would have gone further than that, except the landlord took that moment to come and inspect the property. Daddy quickly put his cock away just before the landlord walked into the mudroom. The two men talked. Satisfied the house was being left in good condition, the landlord cut Daddy a check for his deposit. His business complete the landlord left.
I was expecting Daddy to whip his willy out again, but to my disappointment, with his deposit check in his wallet, he was now more interested in getting the washer and dryer loaded and getting back to the new house.
I was really amazed at how strong Daddy was. Oh, I knew he was strong, but it amazed me how he managed to wrestle the washer and dryer into the back of the pickup single handedly. After a forty five minute drive, we were back at the new house. Daddy then singlehandedly wrestled the washer and dryer out of the truck and into the house. Within thirty minutes of getting there, he had them hooked up and ready for Mama to do a load of clothes if need be.
With the house organized and everything in its place, Daddy announced, "Wanda, enough of this shit. I need to get my rocks off."
"Okay, baby. Whatever you want."
"Glad yer so agreeable. What I want is for Muffin to get me off."
"Seth, we've talked about this. She's too young..."
"I ain't gonna fuck her."
"No blowjobs either."
"I didn't say I wanted a blowjob. "
"Seth, you promised."
"Yes, I did, but she's growing up fast. What I had in mind was a handjob, but now that ya mention it... Yeah, getting a blowjob from her would be very nice. Ya don't really have a problem with her giving me a blowjob, do ya? Because if ya do..."
"No, no, no. You're gonna do what you want to do, Seth," Mama said sadly. "But it goes no farther!"
"Ya hear that, Muffin?" Daddy said turning to me. "Get yer ass naked, girl."
I didn't know why I had to get naked to do that, not that I minded. Daddy needed to get naked, and he did. Naked he sat on the sofa and indicated for me to come sit by him. Mama sat on his other side.
"Take his dick in your hand," she told me.
"I know, I know, Mama. I'm not stupid."
"No, you're not stupid."
I took his soft cock in hand. Toying with it and flopping it around, it began to harden. I'd seen it any number of times, and I had felt it in my hand about an hour and a half before. And like before, it filled me with wonder as it became erect. A bead of clear liquid quickly formed at his piss hole.
"Now, just..."
"I know, Mama. I know what to do," I said and began stroking it up and down like I knew he liked it.
"No, not that way, Muffin," Daddy said placing his hand on mine and making me stop. "I want ya to fuck me with a hand pussy."
"Hand pussy? What's that?" I asked genuinely clueless.
"You make a loose fist, dear," Mama explained, "but not too tight." I made a loose fist with my hand. "Now spit on it and get the inside wet," she explained. I did and looked up at Daddy who was grinning ear to ear. "Now turn your fist over and slip your daddy's cock into the hole."
"Oh, fuck, yeah!" Daddy exclaimed.
"Now mix up his lube with your spit... that's it and now stroke."
I did what Mama told me to do and began slipping Daddy's hard cock in my loose fist. It felt really neat, sliding along like that, and Daddy seemed to like it a lot.
"I'm gonna cum," he said in a whisper. "I'm gonna cum, Sweet Muffin. So, put yer mouth down over the end of yer fist..."
"Seth, NO!" Mama shouted at him.
"Then get yer friggin' mouth on it, woman!" he shouted back.
Mama's head went down and she placed her mouth on the open end of my hand pussy. It was hard to slide my fist on his dick with Mama in the way, so Daddy grabbed my wrist to hold me still and began humping my hand pussy, driving his cock clear through my fist and onto Mama's lips.
He slowed to a veritable crawl, then bellowed like he often did when fucking Mama. I felt his cock tube expand and pulse. My fist became more slippery with his ejaculate and Mama slurped up all the rest.
Daddy stopped thrusting, his head lulled back and his mouth hung open. His hard prick began to soften and just wilted away in my hand while Mama licked at it.
"Damn!" he exclaimed after a moment. "That was good, girls, damned good. I'm gonna hav'ta have ya two cunts do that for me again sometime."
"Don't call her a cunt," Mama scolded.
"Why the fuck not? She is a cunt, Wanda. Just like her mama."
It was the rainiest May ever! Once again, Daddy was home because they couldn't work with it raining. Daddy made good use of his down time and took Mama to bed. They must have fucked for two hours!
After a while, Daddy came out and went to the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and the water running. Pretty soon he came out, his dick dripping with water.
"Yer mama's taking a nap," he said. "She wants ya to finish up supper for her. But first, I wanna see some skin."
I had by that time knew that by "some skin" he wanted a lot of skin. I stripped while he watched, then posed for him this way and that.
"Nice," he said. "Very nice. Now do what yer mama asks."
I helped Mama cook all the time and knew what needed to be done. So I go finish chopping up veggies and begin cooking the stew for tonight. Daddy comes up from behind, encircles me with his arms, his hands gently squeezing my bare tits while he kissed me on the nape of my neck and rubbed his cock on my bare ass. By the time he lost interest and pulled out another beer, I liked to have burned the veggies!
"Hurry up with that, Muffin," he said popping the tab on the beer can. "I want a little more titty time with ya."
"I can't rush this, Daddy," I replied feeling pressured.
"Well, when ya have time..."
After supper and while Mama and I were cleaning up the kitchen, Daddy called for me to bring him a beer. I dried my hands, pulled a can of beer from the fridge, placed it in a cozy to keep it cold, popped the top and delivered it to Daddy. He was in the middle recliner of the sofa, "his chair". I handed him the beer and started to go back to the kitchen when he stopped me.
"C'mere," he said, "I wanna to look at ya."
I was nude, as he made it clear earlier that I was to remain nude until he told me otherwise. So I went and stood before him. His eyes roamed over my nakedness for a minute or so. Then he sat up at the edge of his seat, putting his hand on my bare leg. The hand didn't remain stationary, but began to move slowly up and down. Looking down, I could see Daddy's dick was as hard as I'd ever seen it.
He craned his neck and sucked a nipple between his lips, cutting off my view of his cock. The hand slid to the inside of my thigh and began inching higher. Soon he was brushing my sex. He'd never touched me there before. And like with the boys on the bus a few months earlier, butterflies filled my tummy.
"What are you doing, Seth?" Mama asked from the doorway to bedroom.
Daddy released my tit from his mouth and answered, "Never ya mind, Wanda. Now, go on woman and leave us be."
Mama walked on through to the kitchen, and when she did, he pushed his finger into the folds of my labia while taking my other nipple between his lips.
"Seth!"
Daddy ignored her.
It felt so good, both on my nipple as well as my pussy, but when he began seriously rubbing me down there, I thought my head would explode. Within a few minutes of his sure touch, my head did explode. As the orgasm broke over me, I cried out briefly, but only briefly as I wasn't able to speak.
My orgasm passed, he rocked back releasing my tit and pulling his fingers from me. Holding me by my hips to steady me, he looked at my still pulsating pussy.
"Wanda!" he called out. "Come see this!"
Mama appeared.
"Look at all this pussy juice running down Muffin's leg. She's ready, so ya better have that talk with her."
With my senses recovered, Mama took me into the back for a talk.
"Your daddy and I have been talking about you a lot lately," she began. "We're both very proud of you. You've done so very well at school, despite all the moves, and as for being help to me, I couldn't ask for a better daughter. You're more than a daughter to me, Muffy, you've become the sister I never had.
"Now, I'm sure that you've noticed, but your daddy has taken a keen interest in you. And as I'm certain you know, what your daddy wants, your daddy gets. And what he wants is you. I'm fine with that, so long as you're fine with it. Lord, knows, I could use some help with him. The man is insatiable, not that I mind.
"So far you don't seem to have any problem with his interest in you either. Am I right?"
"I love it when Daddy... takes interest in me."
"So, I've noticed. You're no longer a little girl, but a budding woman. And as a woman, your daddy and I know that you have and will have needs, sexual needs. Lord, knows, I had needs when I was your age. Needs my own daddy took care of quite handily."
"Mama!"
She held up her hand to cut me off and continued, "It's up to you if you want to give yourself to him. But, if you do, be prepared for him take you, however, and whenever he wants.
"So, if you are ready..."
"I'm ready, Mama, I'm ready!" I gushed.
Lord knows, I had watched them having sex and it always made me feel really funny. So funny that the only way I could deal with it was to go to my room and masturbate. I'd been so wanting for Daddy to do me like he did Mama, and make me as happy as he made Mama. For some time I had also been thinking how I could get Daddy to do me without Mama getting mad and hating me. I knew if he did me, she wouldn't be mad at Daddy. She was never, ever mad at Daddy, but she did get angry with me sometimes. I couldn't bear Mama not loving me.
She kissed me. Not on the cheeks or on the forehead, but square on the lips. Her cool hand hefted my bare tit and caressed it. She broke her kiss and stood back. She looked somehow different to me, with sort of wild look in her eyes.
"Now before you make this decision, there's a few other things you need to know. First, once you start your periods, you can get pregnant. Neither your daddy nor I want you to get pregnant. Your daddy could use condoms when he was with you, but I can't imagine him taking time to put one on every time he gets a hard-on for you. We could put you on birth control, but after I had you, I went back on birth control, an IUD and that's when my female problems began. I had a tubal pregnancy and they had to remove my ovaries. But, that doesn't mean you couldn't take birth control pills. I did before my daddy introduced me to your daddy, but suddenly the pills didn't agree with me. So, after you were born, I tried the IUD.
"What's an IUD?" I had to ask.
"An Intra Uterine Device. It's a small copper coil that inserted in your uterus. It's supposed to keep a fertilized egg from implanting on the walls of your womb. That didn't stop an egg from getting stuck in my ovarian tubes and meeting up with your daddy's sperm there and begin developing.
"Now I'm not saying all this to scare you. We just want to be sure that when you're ready to have babies, that you will be able to. So, your daddy is planning to have an operation which will render him sterile. It won't affect his desire, stamina or performance, but it will insure that you won't get with child until he picks out a boy to fertilize you.
"So, you're sure you haven't started having periods."
"No, Mama. I'd told you if I had."
"Well, until then, it'll be safe."
"Safe?"
"Safe from pregnancy when he fucks you tonight or when he fucks you tomorrow, and fucks you the day after that. Safe until his nut snip has taken full effect, or safe until you start menstruating. And when you do start your period, he's going to fuck you in the ass, so don't be surprised.
"Now, if you're ready for it, you go back in there. Kneel in front of your dad and take his cock into your mouth. Be sure you don't scrape him with your teeth. When you've got him nice an hard, crawl up into his lap, straddle him, put one of your gorgeous tits in his mouth, reach under and direct his cock to your honey hole, and then freely give yourself to him by impaling yourself on his cock."
With Mama's instructions fresh on my mind, I returned to the living room where my daddy sat watching baseball. I stood before him, biting my lower lip while at the same time smiling, hands behind my back, turning slightly side to side.
"Did yer mama have a talk with ya, Sweet Muffin?" he asked plucking at my nipples.
I silently nodded. Daddy squeezed my nipples hard and I felt it down there.
"Well, like yer mama told ya. It's yer decision." He let my nipples pop free of his fingers. "So... what will it be?"
I knelt at his feet, smiling up at him and ran my hands up his bare thighs to his cock and his balls. Immediately his cock began to engorge erect. Before it got fully hard, I leaned into his groin...
"Now, Muffy..." my Mama began.
"Wanda!" Daddy barked.
"I was just going to say, be careful with your teeth, Muffy." I hadn't really thought about that, but what she said did make sense.
"You don't have to do this if you don't want to," she added, "but if you do, your daddy's going to want you to do it whenever he wants."
"I know, Mama."
"Damn it, Wanda!" Daddy huffed, "Quit trying to talk her out of it!
"Now come on, Muffin and get with it!" he snapped.
"It's your choice, Muffy," Mama added calmly.
"Wanda! Butt out!" Daddy said angrily.
"Now suck my dick, Muffin!"
Mama didn't say another word, but she stayed with me the whole time as I lowered my head. It surprised me that he had a funky BO odor down there, as he hadn't been working that day. But the funkiness was also rather alluring to me.
"Just put it in yer mouth, girl!" he growled. "It ain't gonna bite ya!" I opened my mouth and slid Daddy's hard cock between my lips for the first time.
It was a wonderful feeling having Daddy's cock in my mouth, so soft, yet so very firm. It was the first dick I'd ever sucked and I wasn't exactly sure what to do other than to be careful and not scrape him with my teeth like my mama told me. Despite the funky odor, his dick didn't have a particular taste. Remembering what Mama did, I moved my lips up and down his shaft, enjoying the feel of his hard man-flesh in my mouth, particularly how it felt on my tongue. Suddenly there was a taste, a salty taste and his dick became rather slippery.
"Oh, yeah, Sweet Muffin. That feels so good on my cock," he praised. "Yeah, baby girl, from now on ya and me, we're gonna have some real fun!"
I did what I thought Mama always did, and moved my head up and down, sliding it in and out of my mouth. I don't think it was a very good blowjob, but Daddy didn't complain. But when he shot his stuff in my mouth... I wasn't mentally ready for that and ran to the bathroom to spit it out.
Mama was right, from then on he'd want to do it a lot. And after my first blowjob, he never let me spit it out. But that was okay, as I kind of got used to the taste real quick.
It was a few weeks later. I was having fun and wasn't ready to give up my new found treat when he pulled me off his now steely cock.
"We'll finish the blowjob, later, Muffin. So if ya're willing and ready, I think ya know what ya should do."
I looked to Mama. "It's up to you, Muffy," she said reassuringly.
Butterflies in my tummy doesn't begin to describe what I was feeling as I crawled up into his lap. He pulled me to him, or rather he bodily pulled my tit to his voracious mouth. I threw my head back at the salacious sensation, my fingers gripping the short hair on his head. Pulling that tit from his lips, I forced the other one into his mouth, his hands mauling my bare buttocks, his fingers probing deep between my legs, one set of fingers strumming across my leaking pussy lips, the other set of fingers rubbing across my asshole.
I was so overwhelmed by what was happening that I forgot what to do next. Daddy reminded me by pulling my hand from his head and thrusting it between our groin and onto his ready cock. Reflexively, I gripped the steely organ.
"Fuck me, Muffin," he said briefly releasing my tit. He latched onto my tit for a second and pulled off again to say, "Give yerself to me. Give me yer cunt, girl. Put my cock in yer pussy where it belongs."
I lined up the big bulbous head of his cock with my pristine pussy lips. Pussy lips that heretofore had only known fingers and the toys I'd sometime borrowed from Mama. I slotted it in the mouth of my vagina and lowered myself. Gawd, it felt so big!
"Ya wanted to be yer daddy's slut, baby girl, so take it inside ya," he hissed. "I know it's big and yer pussy is tight, but ya can do it. From now on, yer gonna be my slut, so just sit on it."
I sat down, not all at once, but enough to stretch my young pussy wider.
"Fuck me, Sweet Muffin. Fuck me and become my Slut Muffin."
Throwing caution to the wind, I put my full weight into it and crossed my eyes.
"Oh, yeah, baby girl! That's it, take all of my fuckin' dick!
"Damn, ya sure are some tight! But come tomorrow, ya won't be nearly so tight. Now, fuck me! Fuck yer daddy, ya sweet slut."
He helped me by lifting me by the butt and then gripping my hips, pulling me back down. Up, down, up, down. After a few strokes, it began to feel a lot better. Without even thinking about it, my legs automatically took over for him and I fucked myself on Daddy's cock. With my pussy stretched tight around his thick girth, my clit was rubbed and rubbed against his stalk. Soon I was nearly delirious with fuck lust.
He caught my bouncing tit with his lips and bit down gently on my nipple. I felt his cock throbbing in my pussy and that was it. The orgasm slammed into me like a shockwave. My vision filled with shooting stars as I thrashed about in Daddy's lap, fucking him and fucking him. Fucking him until I threw myself off to the side of him.
When my senses returned, I was covered in sweat, laid out on the adjacent recliner leaking Daddy's cum. Daddy was still beside me, mauling my sweaty tits. Mama was there too, standing and waiting for her instructions.
"Clean her up, Wanda," Daddy told her.
To my complete surprise, Mama bent down and lowered her head to my crotch and began licking me, lapping up the mess between my legs and between my pussy lips. Having scoured my cunt clean, she attacked my clit with her tongue. Within moments I was climbing to the pinnacle again. But before I went over the edge, Daddy pulled her away from me. Grabbed me by the ankles and pulled me out of the chair and onto the carpeted floor.
"Grab her hands, Wanda," I heard my daddy say. Mama grabbed me by the wrists and pulled my hands above my head while Daddy got between my legs.
"Ya're my Slut Muffin," he said grinning, "and I'm gonna fuck ya. Fuck ya until ya can't see straight."
He thrust hard into me, slamming into my cervix. I cried out. Not that it did any good, for he brutally slammed into me over and over again. As much as that hurt, and it hurt like hell, my clit was being rubbed and rubbed. Through the fog of pain, I felt my body betraying me as I began thrusting back at him to increase the impact. The rubbing on my clit outweighed the pain he was inflicting on my battered cervix. I came on his dick with an unholy mixture of pain and pleasure.
When he was done with me, he left me lying on the floor, unable to even move. When cogent thoughts returned, I saw Daddy standing at my feet, my mama kneeling and sucking his cock. He saw me and pushed Mama away, straddled my chest and lowered his cock to my lips.
"Suck me, Slut Muffin," he said while poking his cock against my lips.
"Daddy, I..." he cut me off shoving his cock into my mouth. I didn't suck him, he fucked my mouth. Tiring of that, he manhandled me onto my hands and knees and shoved his rampant erection into my poor sore honey hole. I expected another abusive fuck, but he was happy to just fuck me, his deep fucking cock touching, but not slamming into my cervix, my hanging tits swinging with his thrusts. Reaching under me, he found my clit and pressed it into his reciprocating cock stalk. I didn't last but a minute, and began cumming on his dick. Still he fucked me. Once a peak crested, another began to build until I was delirious.
Once Daddy started fucking me, he fucked me a lot. He still fucked Mama a lot too, but she now had the help with him that she needed.
And he didn't wait around for me to start my period before he fucked me in the ass. The first time he sodomized me it was rather rough, but after a few times, I could take him up the butt as easily as Mama could.
Daddy also liked girlie shows too, and what Daddy wanted, Daddy got, not that I minded. Sex with Mama is different than sex with Daddy, but it is just as much fun. Life as my daddy's Slut Muffin couldn't have been more perfect.
It was early summer and school was out until the first of September. I was now thirteen. Daddy had gotten his nuts clipped some months before. Even so, he also had me on the pill.
The spring rains hadn't quite stopped and Daddy went into work to get his half a day's pay. When he returned just before noon, to Mama's and my surprise, he had someone with him. This was quite unusual as Daddy never brought a friend home with him.
"Wanda, this here is Travis.
"Travis this is my wife, Wanda."
"Pleased to meet ya, Ma'am," the old scruffy looking guy replied with a grin.
"Travis and I have been working together for what, three, four years."
"More like five years," Travis corrected.
"Whatever," my dad replied.
"And this here is my daughter, Slut Muffin."
"Seth!" my mama protested.
"Hush up, woman," my daddy shot back at her. "Things around here have been getting a bit slow."
"Seth, whatever you're thinking..."
"I said hush, woman, so ya just hush up. We're jus' gonna have a little fun. Hell, there's nothing else to do today.
"Ya two whores nearly rubbed all the skin off my prick the last time it rained all day. Now ya were happy to have Slut Muffin help ya out with me, now I need some help of my own.
"Like I was saying, things around here have been getting a bit slow and Travis here's been telling me how lonely he's been ever since his wife left him.
"Seth..."
"Now we talked about this, Wanda."
"And we decided not to do it," Mama replied huffily.
"Then we'll just have to put it to a vote. All in favor of fuckin', raise yer hand."
Up until that moment I didn't know what Daddy had in mind. Of course both he and Travis raised their hand. Mama just crossed her arms and glared at him.
"How 'bout it, Slut Muffin? Ya wanna fuck? Hell, that's a stupid question, ya always want to fuck. Ya're worse than yer mama."
I glanced over at Mama and followed her lead, trusting that Daddy wouldn't get too upset.
"Hell, ya ain't old enough to vote, girl," he snorted. "So the vote is two to one that we fuck.
"Now, Slut Muffin, I want ya to take that t-shirt off and show Travis here your big titties. Go on, do it!"
I looked over at Mama, who, as always, was resigned to letting Daddy do whatever Daddy wanted. She nodded her head. As I began stripping off my t-shirt, I felt my pussy tingling in anticipation. No man, other than my Daddy, had ever seen me naked.
"Holy shit!" Travis muttered as my big boobs bounced into view.
"She's got quite a set of knockers, don't ya think?" my daddy commented.
"I'll say she has some knockers! Ya weren't just shitting me, Seth, were ya?"
"Ya wanna to see her pussy?"
"Damned right I do!" Travis replied.
"Ya heard the man, Slut Muffin. Show him yer sweet pussy."
"Seth, this really isn't a good idea," Mama interjected.
"Damn it, Wanda, hush! We voted and ya lost fair and square."
Daddy turned his attention back to me. "Damn it, girl. We ain't got all day, so get yer friggin' ass naked!"
When I didn't just hop to it, Daddy removed his belt. Within five seconds flat, my cutoffs and panties were on the floor.
"Ya're too late, Slut Muffin," Daddy snarled as he stepped up to me.
"No, no, no, Daddy. Not with the belt!" I cried.
"Hush, I ain't gonna blister yer ass with a belt. Have I ever hit ya with a belt?"
"When I was little..."
"Hell, ya ain't little anymore," he snorted. "Besides I never smacked yer ass hard with a belt, even when ya was little. But ya've been defiant and must be taught to give me the respect I'm due."
With that he sat on the sofa and pulled me over his lap.
"Oh, Daddy, no!" I cried knowing what was coming next.
"Hush up, girl. We're just gonna have a little fun...
"Travis! Ya want to do the honors? Ya wanna spank her ass?"
"For real?" Travis asked.
"Yeah, for real. The girl needs to learn to respect her elders."
Daddy was going to let this grubby old goat spank my bare ass? I nearly died in embarrassment. I could see the lustful blaze in the man's eyes as he approached.
"Now not too hard, Travis," Daddy told him. "We're just gonna have some fun with her, not hurt her. Hurt her and I'll cut yer goddamned balls off! Just redden her ass good."
Crack, crack, crack!
"Jus' look how her ass jiggles!" Daddy said gleefully.
Crack, crack, crack!
"Stop!" I hollered. The spanking stopped for a moment.
"She getting a nice red glow, don't ya think, Travis? Just needs a little more reddening."
Crack, crack, crack!
"Ow!"
"Hold it now, Travis. I wanna show ya something."
The spanking stopped and I felt Daddy thrust his hand between my legs.
"Look at that!" he declared removing his hand. "She's soaking wet! Here, take a whiff."
I couldn't see what Daddy was doing, but I knew what he was doing and my face began to burn more than my ass was burning.
"Now, taste her."
Oh, the humiliation!
"Ya want to eat her pussy? Go on, suck her slutty cunt!"
With me still over his lap, Daddy spread my legs apart. "Oh, my gawd," I cried out as I felt the old goat's four day old beard rub against my thighs and then the tongue sluicing up my cuntal canyon while his pointed nose pressed into and wiggled against my anus.
"Yeah, eat her cunt, ya dirty old bastard! Make the slut squeal!"
I didn't squeal, not right away at least, but powerless to stop it, I just let the sensations flow from my pussy. Glancing to the side I saw Mama. The traitor! She had the camera out and was taking video clips of it. No doubt Daddy would enjoy seeing them later once Travis had left.
The old bastard pulled his face from me and thrusting two fingers up my cunt hole rapidly palpated my pussy. Within a minute, my head exploded. My pussy exploded too, judging by the big puddle of pussy pudding I left on the floor.
When the stars receded, I once again began to focus on the world around me. And not just on my tingling throbbing pussy. I heard, "Can I fuck her?"
One part of me was happy and one part sad when Daddy replied, "No. That's private stock. But ya can watch me do her."
Unceremoniously I was dumped onto the floor. Lying on my back I watched as Daddy stripped off his clothes. As soon as I saw his big fuck wand bobbing, I spread my legs. A moment later, I was in heaven as he speared my eager cunt. It wasn't a gentle loving fuck, but one of Daddy's hard brutal fucks. Which was fine with me, I liked it hard.
Daddy fucked me six ways to Tuesday before he shot off in my receptive fuck hole. I must have got off a half dozen times before he was finished with me. By then we were both covered in sweat. He stood and ordered Mama to suck him clean.
While Mama sucked the fuck slime off Daddy's cock, I saw that Travis had his cock out and was stroking it.
"Cum on her tits," Daddy told him. A moment later it was raining yellowish old goat cum onto my tits, my tummy and onto my face. The old fart came in buckets! And the acrid taste... ewwww!
I was still naked when Travis left a happy man. Daddy was home and so I stayed naked and got fucked several more times that day, with Daddy's cock and with Mama's strap on dildo.
Turns out that over the past few weeks Daddy had been shooting craps with the guys during lunch break. It also turns out that Daddy wasn't worth a crap at shooting craps and he owed money, money he didn't have because he needed a new set of tires on his truck. So Travis came to Daddy's aid and paid off his debts, and in return, Daddy worked a deal with Travis, a deal that worked to everyone's satisfaction, including my own. Daddy was especially satisfied with the deal which was plainly evident from his heightened libido.
Things were pretty much back to normal until mid-July when a tropical system moved in from the Gulf of Mexico.
"Hey, how about if I invite Travis back over?" he asked just before he left to check in for his half day's rain-pay. "All in favor raise yer hand."
Of course Daddy raised his hand and I raised mine, but Mama didn't. "Her vote doesn't count, remember?" Mama said self satisfied.
"Today it does. It's Slut Muffin's pussy were talking about."
"What do ya mean it's her pussy."
"That's exactly what I mean. Old Travis has been chomping at the bit to have a go with her. Just yesterday, when it looked like we were gonna be rained in today, he offered me three hundred dollars to fuck her. I told him I'd have to think about it. Well, I have thought about it and we could use the three hundred dollars."
"You're going to whore her out?"
"Yeah, I guess I am. But it's just this one time and only if Slut Muffin agrees.
"How about it, sweetpuss? Wanna help yer poor old mama and me out?"
"Leave me out of this, Seth," Mama interjected with a huff.
"Okay, I'll leave ya out of it, Wanda.
"So how about it, Baby? Ya want old Travis's prick up yer ever eager cooter?"
I'm thinking, 'Three hundred dollars!' I never had three hundred dollars in my whole life. "Yeah, I'll do it, but only if you don't mind, Daddy."
"Why would I mind? Yer my whore and ya do as I say."
"So why did you ask me?"
"I dunno.
"Now, I've got to get going," he said. "I want ya both bare ass naked when we get back."
"Don't take any chances with flooded roads, Seth. We want you back alive," Mama implored.
"Oh, I'll be back."
Three hours later he was back, with Travis in tow. It was really pouring down by then and they both were soaked when they came in. Mama met them at the door, dressed, or rather undressed as Daddy had directed.
"Leave your muddy boots and wet clothes right here," she told them. "I don't want dirt and mud tracked all over my house."
I watched Travis as he undressed, his eyes crawling all over Mama's naked body. "Well, if ya ain't the purdiest thang for sore eyes," he told her.
"Ya wanna to fuck her?" Daddy asked.
"Yeah, I wanna fuck'er, but I didn't pay ya three hundred bucks to do yer old lady."
"Slut Muffin!" Daddy called out. "Get yer ass in here and it had better be a naked ass!"
Nude, I trotted into the kitchen, my big boobies bouncing.
"Lord have mercy!" the old goat exclaimed seeing me.
"Is this what ya want, Travis?" Daddy asked giving my bare tit a jiggle.
"Damned right I want that!"
"Ya heard the man, Muffin. Take him to yer room and let him do whatever he wants for one hour.
"Ya have one hour with her, Travis, and not a minute more!"
"Come on, sweetie," Travis said to me with a wolfish grin. "Take me to heaven."
As far as screws go, Travis was a piker compared to my daddy. He shot off almost as soon as he was inside me. Then I had to blow him to get him hard again and that took forever. Then he climbs on and within minutes, he's done.
He still had twenty minutes, but Travis was finished. I sucked and sucked, but couldn't get him up again. So I suggested that he suck my pussy. You'd think I'd asked him to eat a steaming pile of dog shit.
"Well, it's your stuff," I pointed out. "Daddy always cleans up after himself," I lied. Actually Mama always cleaned up for him, but Travis didn't know that. I had to settle on him sucking my tits until his time was up.
I heard the kitchen buzzer go off and Daddy appeared in my doorway. "Time's up, Travis! Get yer pants on and get the fuck out of here!"
Travis scurried out of there real quick. He wasn't even out the backdoor and Daddy was climbing on me. Daddy had fucked Mama in the kitchen while Travis was with me and he lasted a long time with me, changing positions every few minutes making it a very memorable fucking. He even stood up and set me on his cock and then walked around the house with me impaled on his virile prong. I came hard with Daddy, like I always do, and I came often.
We had to move again, this time to the piney woods of East Texas. And once again, I was the new girl. No matter, I was used to being made fun of or ignored by the other kids, only I wasn't completely ignored this time.
As always, Daddy found a house as far away from anyone else as possible. As always I had to catch the school bus which picked me up and dropped me off about a quarter of a mile from the house. I was also at the end of the line. Even so, there were these two boys who were on the bus when I got on in the morning and they were still on after I got off in the afternoon, so I assumed that they were the actual end of the line. That turned out not to be quite true, as their daddy was the bus driver, so I guess they really were the end of the line after all, not that that matters all that much.
Anyway the two boys took notice of me. Normally I'd sit alone on the school bus coming and going. As the bus pulled away from my bus stop, one of the boys, the older boy, came and sat next to me. He didn't say anything, he just looked at me, or rather he looked at my chest. Next thing I know and he's got his hand up my dress! He didn't grab my crotch, but he did have his hand way up my thigh where he kneaded my flesh.
"Stop!" I told him softly so not to attract attention. He didn't stop, but continued rubbing and squeezing until the back of his fingers were rubbing against my panty clad nether lips. I grabbed his hand and tried to remove it.
"You don't want me to stop, do you?"
"Yes!"
"Okay," he said and pulled his hand from my dress as the driver stopped to pick up a gaggle of kids.
I was so relieved, but only for a few minutes. Once the kids took their seats and the bus continued on its way , he once again ran his hand up my dress. Once again I grabbed his hand and extracted it, only to have him do it again a few minutes later after more kids were picked up. This went on the whole way to school, which took at least thirty five minutes.
That afternoon, on the ride home he sat with me. As soon as we pulled away from the school, he started running his hand up my dress again. I had to fight him the whole way home.
Next morning the other boy, the younger brother, sat next to me. He was a bit slower about it, but he soon had his hand on my knee and began working it up my thigh. I grabbed his hand and I told him to stop. He just laughed and continued to force his attentions on me.
"Please stop," I pleaded softly, but he ignored me and being much stronger than I was, eventually forced his hand up into my crotch.
"You like that, don't you?" he said as he rubbed me. I wasn't about to admit that I liked it, so I just whimpered as my panties got wetter and wetter. As the bus stopped to pick up kids, he pulled his hand from my dress. I looked up. The bus driver was looking back at me in his rear view mirror.
The driver lurched ahead, causing the kids who weren't seated yet to stumble. The hand shot up my dress again. He removed his hand when we stopped for another group of kids. As the kids piled on, the bus driver was looking right at me through his mirror. We started up again and the boy ran his hand up my dress again and onto my panties. Meanwhile his brother occupied the seat in front of us and looking back, watched the whole thing.
At last the school bus lurched to a stop at school. The boy smirked at me, and then got off, leaving me sitting there flustered while all the other kids piled out. When everyone but me had gotten off, the bus driver turned around, looked at me grinning, then told me I had to get off. I gathered my books and got off.
That afternoon I had to endure the same treatment on the bus ride home, only this time, it was the older brother who took the seat next to me and molested me for the entire half hour ride.
This went on day after day, with the two boys switching off mornings and afternoons. By the end of the week I stopped resisting them and let them rub my pussy through my panties. Of course they weren't satisfied with that for long. As one of the two boys wormed a finger through the leg hole of my panties, I again pleaded with him to stop. He ignored me and soon I had someone's finger besides my own slipping through my gash.
It was a mere two days after they began fingering me on the bus, that they wanted my panties down off my hips. Well, that was going too far! Not that it stopped them.
I tried sitting closer to the front of the bus, but that didn't deter them in the least. I struggled with them and the bus driver just watched, but never once interfered as they took turns brazenly fingering my cunt going to and coming from school.
At my bus stop I was told not to wear panties on the bus in the morning. I did as I was told, but wore jeans to school instead of a dress. The boys weren't deterred, shifting their attention to my tits. In concert they yanked up my t-shirt up and over my head. While one restrained my hands, the other unfastened my bra and suddenly I was topless. Meanwhile the driver watched the whole thing and did nothing to stop it, in fact he slowed to a near crawl and then to a full stop while the two boys took liberties with my bare tits. After five minutes or so, the driver got up and walked back to where we were seated.
"Put your shirt back on, honey. I need to pick up the rest of the kids." Then he walked back to his seat, put the bus in gear and proceeded to the next stop. By then I had my t-shirt back on.
As for my bra, one the boys stuffed it in his book bag and that was that. I got a lot of looks at school that day with my unrestrained tits jiggling about every time I moved an inch. My nipples outlined in the fabric didn't help matters either.
That afternoon I got felt up all the way home. During the last ten minutes in the nearly deserted bus I was rendered topless, and had my tits sucked. At my stop I was given my bra back and allowed to put my t-shirt back on. Like the day before with instructions not to wear panties, I was told not to wear a bra the next day either.
On the way to school the next morning, remarkably I wasn't stripped half naked on the bus. I was felt up, but not exposed. On the way home was different matter. With the last kids dropped off I was once again alone with my two tormentors. My t-shirt was yanked over my head and my jeans were stripped off along with my sneakers. I was nude with two horny boys and an adult who showed no sign of coming to my aid.
The bus lurched to a stop. Struggling with the two half-nude boys who had rape on their mind, I glanced out the window. We were stopped at a farm house which had an assortment of derelict cars and pickup trucks sitting up on blocks. One boy gripping my tits, held me from behind, more or less on my back. His older brother pushed my knees apart and stepped into the slot. Moments later, he speared me with his cock.
Let me tell you, he wasn't my daddy, that's for sure and within moments he was ejaculating inside my pussy. I had given up resisting them and let the younger brother have his go at me without complaint. Having expended their seed, the boys had me suck each of them.
"Okay, boys," announced the driver who watched the rape from beginning to end, "you had your fun with her, now we need to get her home to her folks.
"Come on, honey, get your clothes on so I can take you home."
Turning to the two boys he said, "Get your asses off the bus and get your chores done. I'll be back shortly."
Gathering their clothes, the two boys exited the bus.
"You don't look particularly upset," he said while ogling me.
"I'm not," I replied still nude.
"You want some more dick, honey."
I smiled at him and lay back onto the seat. Down went his pants. I nearly wet myself when his thick fuck rod bounced into view. He was hard and nearly as big as my daddy was. Best yet, he was already drooling. I sat up and devoured his cock.
"Holy shit, honey! You're a real eager beaver, ain't you?"
Let me tell you, he was a whole lot better than his two boys were, giving me a quite a pussy massage with his meaty dick. By the time he was finished he'd given me two good orgasms.
He stood and pulled up his pants. "Now get your ass dressed, girl. We'll continue this tomorrow." Then he cranked up the bus and was on our way.
Before I was dressed, we were at my bus stop. It couldn't have been but a minute. Turning around in his seat he asked, "Where do you live?"
"Just down there," I said pointing to the road to my house, "about a quarter of a mile."
"The old Watkins house?"
"I guess."
"I'll drop you off." With that he turned onto my road and took me to my house.
As I got off the bus practically at my door step, he said, "I'll pick your ass up here in the morning, darling. And thanks for the fuck."
I bounded into the house with a smile on my face, my large tits bouncing unrestrained.
"Hi. Muffin!" my mama greeted. "You sure look happy. Have a good day?"
"I had a wonderful day, Mama. The best day ever. There are these two guys, brothers, who really like me! And I like them. And their dad, he's the bus driver, he really nice too!"
"That's wonderful, honey! I'm so glad you've finally made some friends."
"I'm glad too, Mama! And they don't live too far from here either!"
She was giving me the eye, so I asked, "What?"
"Where's your bra?"
"I didn't wear one today."
"Okay. Just so long as you didn't lose it. You know how your father is when you lose something."
"Yes, Mama. Do you need any help?"
"Of course I do, but do you have any homework?"
"I've got a little," I replied.
"Then you'd better do it before your father gets home. You know how he is after a long hard day."
"Okay, Mama."
Daddy got home around dark. As was his habit, he stripped off all his clothes. We didn't have a mud room, so he stripped off on the porch, then came inside.
"I wanna see some skin!" he demanded right away. Mama and I stripped off.
"That's better!" he declared. "Now what's for supper besides pussy?"
Mama handed him a beer and told him to sit down. As usual, she had a hearty meal ready for him. He ate his fill without comment, then pushing away from the table asked, "Now which of you two big titted whores is going to suck my cock?"
"I'll do it, Daddy!" I offered before Mama claimed first dibs.
"Slut Muffin, ya got to be the best slut daughter a man could have," he declared.
As I knelt between his knees, he said, "Wait a minute! What's that?" he asked poking a finger at a big red blood blister on my right tit.
"Wanda! Look at this!"
Mama looked while he declared, "I told ya she'd be fucking boys sooner rather than later. Good thing ya got her on birth control."
Having made his point, he gripped me behind the head and pulled me down onto his thick cock. "Suck my cock, ya slutty fucking whore!" I just love my daddy and he loves me.
We probably stayed at the "Watkins house" longer than anywhere else we ever lived up to that point, as there was a huge highway job going on nearby that took years to complete. This was fine by me, as I now had friends. Friends who sought me out for my company. Friends like Tommy Ray and Billy Joe and their dad, Mr. Mac who drove the school bus.
Mama and Daddy were happy that I had friends too. And after a month or two of the three of them fucking me every afternoon after school, Daddy went over and introduced himself. He and Mr. Mac hit it off right away when Mr. Mac invited him to go hunting on his property for wild pigs. Daddy also began help him run his wild hog live traps he had scattered all over the county.
Daddy laughed telling me how Mr. Mac nearly shit in his pants when Daddy told Mr. Mac that he knew that he was fucking me. But Daddy didn't give a shit if I was being fucked, so long as I was enjoying it, and I did enjoy the attention. There were no secrets in our house.
Learning that Mr. Mac was a widower, Mama invited him and his boys over for supper. After supper, Mr. Mac was surprised when Daddy told Mama that they all wanted to see some skin. Mama fussed, but Daddy always got what Daddy wanted. She put up a fuss again when he invited Mac's boys to play with her tits. Things got out of hand pretty quick after that. The guys had a great time, especially Daddy. But Mama and I had fun too. After that Mr. Mac and his boys spent a lot of time at our house.
By the time I was sixteen, going on seventeen, I was a mama
myself.
Of
course heavy with child, I had to drop out of school, not that anyone missed
me. Daddy wasn't very happy about the baby at first, but once she was born,
Daddy was quite happy having a girl who could take care of his needs as he grew
older, or so he said. I named her
Kitten, but Daddy insisted on calling her Lil' Pus.
Daddy also rather enjoyed milking me
every day after work. Thankfully there
was more than enough to go around with some left over for Mr. Mac too.
As to whose baby it was, I have no idea, but I was confident that it wasn't Daddy's as he had his nuts clipped years before. It might have been Tommy Ray's, or Billy Joe's or maybe it was Mr. Mac's, but they were just three of the possible contenders, as I had by then a well earned reputation for being an easy lay. So it could have been one of Tommy Ray's or Billy Joe's buddies, but Mr. Mac had a few older friends too, any one of which could have bred me.
With Lil' Pus nearing her first birthday, the road work dried up and we had to move again. This time we moved to far South Texas. It was mostly huge ranches with miles and miles between ranches. Daddy had a heck of a time finding us a place to live. And as it was just too impractical to move just using his pickup, he rented a U-Haul, loaded it and towed it down south.
The place he found was on the SB Ranch. Jacob McBride, owner of the SB Ranch joked that the SB stood for Son of a Bitch. He was tall lanky man whose weather beaten face said all you needed to know about his life as a rancher. He had a half dozen or so Mexicans working for him as vaqueros and wranglers and was owner of several thousand acres of good grazing land handed down to him from his great great grandfather.
The house we moved into was even more run down looking than usual, but it had a good roof and electricity, as well as indoor plumbing, so it was livable.
Old Jacob was a widower. He had two sons, but they were both killed on a trip to buy a bull when a semi-truck crossed the median and ran smack over them. That had been several years before. Then his wife died after being thrown from a horse, breaking her neck. Old Jacob was a lonesome man, a lonesome horny man.
Besides being sexually impoverished, he had another problem. Wild pigs. Looking for something to eat, the pigs tore up the land, killing the grass and causing soil erosion. He didn't begrudge one or two hogs digging around to make a living, but apparently, the pigs found plenty to eat on his ranch, and they had multiplied to plague proportions. He was bitching to Daddy about the pigs when Daddy offered that he knew a thing or two about trapping the critters.
Like I said before, Daddy never took vacations, but he did like to hunt. Problem was, almost all the land in Texas is privately held, and to hunt, you needed a hunting lease which were expensive. However, wild pigs were a problem across most of the state and landowners would welcome pig hunters and pig trappers onto their land at no cost. With our friend, Mr. Mac, Daddy became quite good at hunting and trapping pigs. Jacob hired Daddy to hunt and trap pigs. The money wasn't great, but the house and electricity were now free, and Daddy liked shooting pigs a whole lot more than busting his balls building highways, and he was good at it.
Jacob took a liking to Daddy. He especially took a liking to coming over and bringing along a bottle of whiskey, as the scenery was pleasing to Jacob's eyes. It was obvious to Daddy that Jacob was lusting after me. He was lusting after Mama too, but he paid particular attention me.
One glorious spring morning soon after I turned eighteen, Daddy took me and Lil'Pus out to this copse of Cottonwood trees by a creek. I packed a picnic lunch. The wild flowers were all in bloom. This year they were especially spectacular. I picked a pretty pink one and stuck it in my hair. Just then Jacob came riding up on a horse.
He dismounted and Daddy joined him. He and Daddy talked for a bit, then shook hands.
Daddy and Jacob walked over to me. Daddy said, "Take your clothes off, Muffin, Jacob and me wanna see some skin." I knew better than to ask why, and did just that.
"Damn..." the old coot whistled through his teeth.
"Now play with yer tits while ya frig yerself." This was rather embarrassing, but I did what Daddy told me to do.
"So, Jacob, what do ya think?" Daddy asked as the old rancher ogled my nubile nudity while I put on a lewd show.
"Right fine woman," he replied while adjusting his crotch.
"She's a lot of fun too, does what she's told to do without any fuss," my Daddy said. "So, ya wanna to breed her?"
"Damned right I'll breed her," Jacob McBride replied with a grin.
"Then it's a deal?"
"Deal!"
"Slut Muffin," Daddy began, "Jacob here is going to fuck ya. Fuck ya until he knocks ya up. When he does, he's agreed to marry ya. So be a good girl and fuck him like ya fuck me."
With that Daddy scooped up my little girl, climbed in his truck and drove away. Old man McBride was on me and in me in a matter of minutes. He didn't return me to Mama and Daddy for a week or more. And let me tell you, that old man had the stamina of a stallion; damn near wore me out.
I missed my period. Jacob was good for his word and I was married to him. Even though I was now married to Jacob McBride, Daddy had reserved his rights to my body, and I remained Daddy's Slut Muffin. Jacob was fine with that, seeing that Daddy had had his nuts clipped and the fact that as a sweetener, Daddy shared Mama with Jacob. Besides, Jacob rather enjoyed watching Daddy have sex with me. With the knot tied, Daddy and Mama moved into the sprawling ranch house with us.
All in all, Jacob was very good to me, even though when I was lactating he'd now and then get a bit rough with my milk laden titties. Over the course of the next four years I gave him a daughter and two sons. Soon after the second boy was born, old Jacob went out to check up on the cattle. When he didn't show up that night, Daddy went out looking for him, finding his body before the coyotes found him, his horse standing by for the old buzzard to mount up. I inherited the SB Ranch. As well as being an insatiable satyr, Daddy turned out to be pretty darn smart.
THE END
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