Taras Crush On Daddy Ch 01 02

(The following has themes of non-consensual mind control, sissification, Femdom lesbian, gay, water sports, romance, harem building, and as always with any of my stories INCEST. If you are offended by any of this, please don't leave nasty comments. Instead read a story you might actually enjoy!)

(ALL Characters are 18 years of age or older)

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DADDY'S LOVE

CHAPTER ONE

I kept thinking I was hearing things at night.

I saw it, today, it was my dad and brother Lloyd. I was way old enough, 20 now, to know what was happening. I walked into the garage to get my bike and interrupted them.

Dad shooed me away with his hand, as his penis was in my 18 year old brothers butt. Lloyd had panties pulled down to his knees. The panties looked like the ones Mom used to wear. Lloyd was panting.

"Fuck me daddy!"

I went to the park walking, instead of riding my bike. My friends would all be there by now. As soon as I arrived, my friends flagged me over to the picnic table under the tree.

"Where's your bike Tara?" My friend Stephanie asked.

"Um, my brother is riding it." I came up with on the fly.

We talked about the boys from school, and who we liked, who was gross, and who was the ones that might end up rich. The whole time that was going on I was thinking of my father's cock, and how he pushed it into Lloyd, making my younger brother moan in pleasure. I lit a cigarette, and passed a couple out to those that didn't have one.

"Tara, you've been quiet. Who's the college sophomore you like?" Annette asked me.

"No one at school, there's a guy in my neighborhood, that's older, that I'd like to get with." I had no idea why I said that.

"Dish it Tara!" Melinda leaned in next to me as we sat on the table.

"I saw a neighbor having sex with his gay lover. He had a massive cock. I know that he's funny, smart, and good to talk to. Plus he has some money." I described Daddy.

"He's gay Tara! You don't stand a chance!" Stephanie reminded me of what I had seen in the garage. Lloyd was gay. My dad?

No he was bi-sexual at most.

"I think he's Bi" I gave examples of when I had seen him with women. (AKA: My mother).

"Good luck on your DILF hunt Tara!" Stephanie teased.

Lloyd was dripping cum down his leg, after dad had filled him up three times. He gently sucked his father's limp cock clean. He knew his place. Father's cock must always be clean. Lloyd loved his father for accepting that he was gay, but never expected to be involved with him.

Since his mother died, Lloyd was his new "girlfriend". He wondered for how long.

He knew his dad was looking at Tara now, she was even older than Lloyd. He hoped to keep his fathers attention. Lloyd swallowed the cum/shit/lube mouthful that he had removed from his father's cock.

"You sleep in my bed from now on. You need to start wearing a dress around the house, along with the panties, cock cage, and plug. You are mine now, clear?" He had said as they walked back into the house.

"Yes daddy". Lloyd replied.

It had started when dad had walked in on him masturbating his 4 inch cock to gay bareback porn. The bottom was a bit of a sissy type and that turned Lloyd on more. The title of the 12 minute chunk was called "Daddy fucks his sissy" His father read it out loud before Lloyd even knew he was in the room.

"That what you like Lloyd? You the top or the bottom?" His father had asked.

"Dad!"

"I asked you a question." His father stared into his eyes.

"Um Dad?"

"Tell me."

"The bottom." Lloyd was prepared for a tirade that never came.

"Get your hands off that clit sissy, if this is what you want, I'd be happy to be your man. You cum like sissies do, with a cock inside of your boi pussy." He explained and pulled down his sweat pants to show his semi-hard piece of meat.

Lloyd cuddled on his dad's thigh, gently sucking the head of his cock under the blankets. He belonged to his Daddy now. A cum catching sissy slut. Lloyd smiled as he drifted off to sleep.

TARA

When I got home, the dishes were done, and dinner had been put away. I found a plate in the fridge for me, and stuck it in the microwave. I sat in the living room and turned on the TV as I ate. Dad's meatloaf was the best, and he had seasoned the mashed potatoes. I grinned happily eating bliss, as I followed up on the new LGBTQ+, and now incest mandates being pushed through congress on C-span lite.

I was always into politics and law. The new incest laws were piquing my interest considering the crush I had on my own father.

I finished my plate and rinsed it before putting it in the dishwasher. I opened a bottle of beer and sat back on the couch to see if incest would be decriminalized. The actual vote had happened hours prior, but I liked to hear the arguments.

It got to be too much. I finally looked up the vote.

Incest was still illegal.

"Shit." I said as I put the bottle in the recycling.

I headed up to my room, passing by Tabby's room first. I stopped and looked in on my elder sister. She was laying over the covers naked. She always complained she was cold, this told me the truth. Her perky nipples were soft, and relaxed. She just said she was cold so dad would turn the heat up! For a lesbian, she owned enough dildos. Two lay on her bed.

I closed her door, and went to Lloyd's room. I opened his door, to find he wasn't in there.

"Huh." I thought a second and figured where he might be. I opened dad's door. A lump the size of a a small man was under the blankets. I felt a tinge of jealousy.

He was MY MAN!

But! I never hit on daddy. Lloyd simply had beat me to it. Still...

I crawled into my bed, thinking of dad's hugs and little kisses. My fingers found my happy button as I thought about something else of dad's.

The next morning I got up to see Lloyd dressed in one of mom's summer dresses. His hair had always been long but he now was taking care of it. From the rear he kinda looked like mom.

"Morning Lloyd. You making breakfast?" I asked.

"It's Ellen now, and yes. How do you like your eggs again?" He spoke even softer than normal. He was always soft spoken.

"Over medium. Where's Dad?" I asked.

"Shower. Why aren't you freaking out?" Lloyd, er, Ellen asked.

"Saw this coming, not that you'd get with dad, but the whole "feminized" thing. You played dolls and barbies with me remember?" I said as he poured me a cup of coffee. "Practice the makeup, you look either like a clown or a really cheap hooker."

"I could use some tips." He did kinda look pretty. Dolled up, he looked a little like mom.

"I'll be glad to help, after I speak with Dad. So Tabby, you know she's clueless about you right?" I asked.

"She actually knows the most. We've been close since I realized I was a...." He stopped speaking.

"Term you are looking for cock-sleeve, is "sissy"!" Tabitha said, oh so gently. Ellen frowned.

"Tact. Try it." I said as I looked at my older sister.

"Eat me." She stuck her tongue out at me.

"Thought you were butch?" I asked. She flipped me off.

"Well good to see all my daughters getting along." Dad said as Ellen handed him his plate.

"You chose 'Ellen'?" Tabby asked.

"Daddy chose it." Ellen said.

"Dad, they shot it down again." I brought up as he sat at the table.

"I know. I was excited to be with my new sissy slave, till I listened to the radio in the shower." My dad took a bite of toast and read the news on his phone.

"Oh Ellen, slave too?" Tabby teased. "Where's your collar?"

Ellen lifted the front of the dress to show his tiny cock cage, and then spun to show off her butt plug.

"She can't wear a collar at work Tabitha." Dad said sternly. "She will be staying with me now."

"The crew know about the transition?" I asked Ellen.

"My boss has always known. I may have had some fun with him." Ellen admitted.

"She's mine now." Dad mumbled.

"Go girl!" Tabby cheered.

Tabby got up finishing her coffee. "Long day today. See you around dinner."

Dad waved at her, never taking his eyes off the phone, as Ellen sat a plate in front of me. My little sissy was a pretty good cook. I ate in silence along with Ellen. I waited till Ellen left to do some chore and grabbed my dad's hand.

This would take tits of steel. I got this. I can do this.

"I wanted to take mom's place. Ellen may look like her, but I have the equipment to give you more children." I said firmly.

"I know." Was all he said back.

"You knew?" I was baffled.

"One doesn't follow incest laws unless one wants to have public incest." My dad explained. He looked at me like he never had before. Then he leaned over the table and kissed me on the lips.

"As soon as it's legal, I'll put Ellen on the floor and you can take that side of the bed." He went back to reading and eating.

"It's another three months for the ballot!" I might have sounded a bit whiny.

My dad set his phone down and took off his reading glasses.

"When we get together Tara, I'm going to fall for you like I fell for your mother. I will knock you up. I'm not risking my Judgeship, my law license, or my bench, by having proof of our love in your womb." He put his hand on my cheek and held my face. "Patience sweetheart. You only became legal a couple years ago." He smiled and kissed my forehead as he got up and put on his business jacket.

"But you and Lloyd?" I asked.

"Ellen. I can fuck her silly, and no baby will ever happen. Besides I don't have romantic love for her. Your sister is right, she's a cock sleeve. Not that Tabby would know what that is like!" He laughed as he headed toward the front door.

"She knows Daddy. You should see how much rubber and silicone there is in her room!"

"TMI! Princess. See you at dinner I love you!"

"Love you more Daddy!" The door closed.

Ellen came down in a maid outfit. I looked her over and clapped.

"Daddy liked it, so he bought it for me. I heard what you said Tara. I can't ever take Momma's place. I hope the law passes soon." She said.

"It's 'Mistress' to you sissy slave. Oh, and yes. I'll be the one in that bed soon. Hurry up and do the dishes slave, you have work in an hour!" I said nearly seething.

I loved my brother, sissy, whatever. But she was getting what I fantasized about. That pissed me off. I was the only one without a job, so I went to hang with my friends at the park.

Melinda and Stephanie were there, no sign of Annette. I parked my bike and sat on the picnic table.

"Annette's prego." Stephanie opened with.

"Who's the daddy?" I asked.

"Hers" Steph lit a smoke.

"FUUUCK! The law didn't get repealed!" I said a bit too wounded.

"What law?" Mel asked.

"The incest law. They are trying to repeal it! If it had succeeded, then Annette and her Dad would be fine." I explained.

"You seem to know a lot about this law." Melinda commented.

"My dad is a judge so..." I started.

"Older man fucking a younger man. Smart, funny and has money. You are crushing on your daddy aren't you? Lloyd is a.." She held her arm out with a limp wrist. "You caught papa banging your sissy brother huh?" Steph was grinning, she had figured it out and my face melting made it more obvious.

"Ellen now actually. You can't tell a soul. My dad could lose everything, and we'll all come to your place to crash Stephanie, I mean it. Not a soul!" I warned her.

"I never told anyone about the time we got drunk and let your sister eat my pussy. Or the time that we each shit in Mr. Roth's desk drawer after he failed us. Why would I tell about this?" Stephanie seemed to be offended. "He, sorry she, looks like an Ellen."

"As long as we are clear. We have to help her learn makeup. She came down this morning looking like..."

"Melinda?" Steph teased.

"No, liked a used up whore." I stated shaking my head.

"So Melinda?" Steph felt a lighter bounce off of her head.

"My makeup is fine, right Tara?"

"You look great Mel. Be nice Steph, and find her lighter, I forgot mine!" I smirked.

"What's Annette going to do? If they do a paternity test, her father is fucked!" I asked

"Annette said she'd say it was a consensual thing. She'll get it removed before they have a chance to do tests." Mel took her lighter from Steph's hands and lit a smoke, passing the lighter to me.

"That's smart. If she said 'rape', they would test for sure, to catch the rapist." I said lighting my smoke. Steph reached out for the lighter and I bonked it upside her head like Mel had. Then made her find it again, as Mel and I laughed.

"So Tara, really? Your own Daddy? I mean he's good looking and all. But incest?" Melinda leaned closer to me like someone could overhear us. The closest person was a group on kids on the swings about 50 yards away.

"Okay. One, he's super handsome right?" I said boldly.

"Fair." Stephanie found the lighter and lit her cig.

"Two, he's hung like..." I held my hands apart about 10 inches.

"Whoa!" Mel stared at my hands.

"Three, he smells amazing. He's loving, and I'm his princess. He said this morning I will take over my mother place when the law gets repealed." I giggled and bounced my butt on the picnic table.

"Your old man is pretty smooth looking, and sweet." Melinda admitted.

"Yeah, but Annette's dad is a drunk and abuser. Her mom always has a bruise or a scab on her face. Ya think Annette wanted it from her daddy, or did he..?" Stephanie posed.

"If he raped her we should off him!" Mel made a motion of slicing a neck.

"Let's go get coffee before Melinda starts killing kids on the playground." I said playfully jabbing Mel with an elbow.

Ellen's regulars all reacted. The crew may have known, but the regulars didn't. They stared at her.

"Good evening, my name is Ellen and I will get you seated. How many?" New customers had no idea. But the regulars....

Her tiny clitty fought the cage. The humiliation was making her so horny.

She needed this shift over like now.

It was 30 minutes till close and Ellen finished her side work. Dale called her into the office. Ellen wanted to go home and eat whatever Tara had made. IF, she didn't burn the house down boiling water.

"Ellen come in, and close the door." Dale said as he sat back in his office chair.

"I love the new look, but we are getting complaints. I have to reassign you to the kitchen. No tips, but it is $2.00 more an hour. What do you say?" He asked.

"The guys won't want me in the kitchen." She said honestly. "I'd prefer to stay as hostess, I need the tips, for medications."

"Okay dish shifts. You get a cut of tips, but it's minimum wage."

"Are you wanting me to quit?" Ellen asked.

"Make you a deal. You suck my dick whenever I ask, and I will sooth the customers, and you can keep your spot up front." Dale offered.

"I can't" She said weakly.

"Pardon?"

"I can't. I'm an owned sissy slave now!" Ellen said a bit too loud.

"Maybe you should quit. I really don't have a place for you full-time anymore." Dale said upset.

"Fine. I quit!" She gave him the walkie, and keys. Ellen went home with tears in her eyes.

"Daddy?" Ellen went into the home office. Dad looked to be focused on something important.

"This better be good. I'm in the middle of something, and you know the rule. Never come in here. Only in emergencies." His dad recited.

"Dale told me the only way I could keep my hostess job was to suck his cock. I refused, because I belong to you. So he told me to quit. So I did." Ellen knelt next to her father who never looked at the sissy once.

"You will go back to the restaurant tomorrow. You will ask for a two dollar raise, in exchange you will offer your ass as well. He has to wear a condom. Am I clear slut?" Dad said reading as he spoke.

"Yes Daddy." Ellen frowned. Dale smelled like the fryers. Like he ate nothing but onion rings and mozzarella sticks.

"Get out of here. Tara made you a plate." Daddy ordered.

My sissy came down the stairs with tears in her eyes.

"Whoa! What happened Ellen? Come sit!" I padded the couch next to me. She told me about her day, and about Dale. Then what Daddy said.

"Yikes, sucks to be a cock slave huh?" I teased. "Go heat up your plate, I made Salmon, your favorite!" Ellen's mood changed instantly. She bolted toward the kitchen and reheated her dinner. She came back and began to sit on the couch.

"Nuh uh. On the floor sissy slave." I corrected.

"Sorry Mistress."

"So what are you going to do?" I asked.

"Daddy told me to make him that offer. I will follow his orders of course." Ellen shoveled in a piece of fish and was having a masticating orgasm.

"I have a different idea. Possibly a better idea. How about we get you even more money and humiliate Dale?" I suggested.

"How?" She said with a mouthful, I scowled at her.

"Manners!" I scolded.

"I get film of him propositioning you, you play like you are resisting, then actually suck his cock. I edit it to look like rape. What do think?" I asked. She was chewing so I waited.

"I don't want to serve him. I only want Daddy, so I'm in." Ellen beamed at me.

"Bad news slave, You aren't gonna just be sucking Daddy. I'm horny as hell, and in 10 weeks I could be your Mommy." I sneered at the sissy.

"Yes Mistress."

"Good sissy! Now I need you to place my spare phone..."

Tabby stumbled in the front door, as I was sipping a beer watching old "Robot Turkey" episodes. She was hammered.

"See you are in your usual graceful form. There's salmon, green beans, and a baked tater on a plate for you in the fridge Tabitha. Might help you sober you up a bit." I chimed pleasantly.

"When? Um. When did you learn to. Um. Learn to cook?" She slumped down next to me on the couch.

"You remember that woman that took care of us till you were 13, and I was 12, and Lloyd was 10?" I asked curious to see if she know who I was talking about.

"Mom?!" Tabby asked as a real question.

"Yeah, her. While you were out smoking weed and dropping acid with the cool kids, she taught us how to cook. Ellen is better than me though."

"Yeah okay." Tabby fell asleep right there on my shoulder. I looked at her lovingly, like a mother would. Then I noticed parts of her hair were wet. I smelled it. It was a girls cum or urine. Her girlfriend's most likely. I was happy she wouldn't fight me for daddy. But I was a bit pissed she wasn't the top in her relationship.

I finished watching some more "Robot Turkey", and then nudged her.

"Tab, let Momma help you to bed." I said softly.

"Mom, I had a bad dream you died!"

"Shh, I'm here lets get you upstairs and into bed."

"Mkay Momma." Tabby held my arm as I guided her up the stairs. After pulling off her leather jacket and tight jeans I laid her down and kissed her forehead.

"Love you Ma!" She said as I closed her door.

Two out of three. I just needed Daddy.

Ellen was cooking breakfast as I read my tablet at the kitchen table. Tabby sat next to me looking like hell.

"What did you get up to last night." I asked.

"Work, and it was Ronald's last day so we threw him a bash. I ended up at Kelly's house and we fucked." She stated. That was a problem. Kelly was Tabitha's ex. Tabby's current gash was named Penny.

"Penny wasn't at the party I guess?" I asked.

"No she is back home at her parents for a funeral." Tabby moaned. "I had a dream I talked to Mom last night." She asked Ellen for coffee and toast.

"That was me honey. I put you to bed." I said sipping my orange juice.

"You sounded like mom. I slept so good till I woke with this headache. I miss her!" She was almost crying.

"I'm here for you."

"You sound just like her! If I close my eyes it is her!" Tabby closed her eyes.

"Mistress, she is right, you sound just like Mom." Ellen chimed in.

"Thanks for breaking the illusion cock-sleeve!" Tab opened her eyes and swatted Ellen's ass. "Daddy has to push to get this law repealed. I'd call you "mom", Tara." Tab said in my ear. I grabbed her hand and she held it tight.