The Foundling Ch 08

Foreword

: This story has nine chapters of about this length. The first four chapters are one-on-one with each family member, with dialogue suggesting faux incest. The last four chapters involve actual incest and group sex, including father-daughter, mother-son, and brother-sister. There are mild to moderate fetish elements, including feet, restraints, anal play, and spanking.

The Foundling

Chapter 8: Father & Daughter

Abigail moaned and squirmed, loving the feeling of Shannon's tongue stabbing into her asshole, licking out their brother's cum. The foundling's hands gripped Abbie's ass possessively, and every so often one of them would draw away, only to land with a loud and stinging slap moments later. Every such swat made the younger sister cry out some variation of the statement, "Fuck yes! Spank my bratty ass, Big Sister!"

Slurping Jacob's spunk from one of Shannon's holes, or allowing her sister to do the same to her, was still kind of surreal for Abbie. There were days that she woke up thinking it was all a naughty dream, at least until her brother's hard cock waved in front of her eyes, or Shannon sat down on her face, grinding while the submissive girl figured out where the cum had been deposited that morning. Her favorite times were the ones where Big Sister had taken a load in her mouth, then lovingly shared it while they kissed. Her heart always thumped like a drum when they made out.

Abigail usually took her brother's cum in the afternoon or evenings, and almost always in her ass. No matter how much they whined and wheedled, though, Shannon refused to let Jake stick his cock in Abbie's pussy. She had almost started to believe that her sister just enjoyed watching her pout after each denial, since she always giggled and then spanked her for being such a wanton slut. Those were her second favorite times.

"Your big warm booty is so delicious!" Shannon exclaimed, having apparently licked up all of Jacob's essence. Abbie knew she liked to spend a little time talking dirty before fingering her little sister to a climax. "Your ass is better than a cookie straight out of the oven!" Big Sister declared, plunging a couple of digits into Abigail's wet depths. "Nummy treat!" the foundling said, raising her other hand for another firm slap of the younger sister's ass.

After Abbie's climax, the sisters were snuggling in bed and watching the sunset through their window. It used to bother her that the blinds were always open lately, since she only put on panties if she left their room, and only anything else if she left the house. She didn't know if any of the neighbors or people on the street could see her prancing about naked, but she'd stopped caring. Abbie sighed contentedly at the gentle tracing of Shannon's wet fingers across her belly while they cuddled. "These are my third favorite times," she mumbled sleepily, causing her sister to giggle.

"Tomorrow's a big day!" the foundling said, licking Abbie's ear. "Your bandages come off, and then everyone can admire your new art!"

The setting sun painted Abigail's relatively pale flesh in ruddy tones anyway, so it was hard to see the rosy blush that spread across her cheeks and chest, but she felt the heat. The sisters had gone to the mall after her final volleyball game as a high schooler, and to celebrate, she'd impulsively decided to get a tattoo. And not something cute or innocent, either.

"Remind me what your tramp stamp says, will you?" teased Shannon.

Abbie stayed silent for a few moments, still incredulous about what fit of madness had moved her to emblazon herself with such words. But she couldn't resist answering her sister's question, so she whispered, "My tramp stamp is 'Butt Slut', as you very well know." That was as close as she could come to chastising Big Sister.

"Truer words were never inked!" Shannon said with a giggle, kissing Abbie's nose. Her fingers ever-so-lightly landed on the small patch of cotton and gauze that was taped to Abigail's mound. "And what about this one?" she asked slyly.

As embarrassing as the lifelong label of being a booty girl was to her, Abbie found the words on her mons even more humiliating. She had to swallow twice before she could answer, and her words were so quietly uttered that Shannon had to lean down closer to hear them. "It says I'm 'Daddy's Girl'."

"That's so sweet and charming!" Shannon proclaimed, giving her little sister a brief but intense kiss. "But it's not really true, is it?"

"What do you mean?" Abigail asked, although she was no idiot, and had suspected that particular moment was coming for quite some time.

"Well, your asshole sees enough traffic that no one could doubt you're a butt slut," Shannon explained with exaggerated patience. "But has Daddy ever put his cock there?" Abbie shook her head in negation, feeling resigned to her fate. "No, he has not!" the foundling said with dramatic flourish. "And that is something you shall have to remedy tomorrow!"

~~~

Howard sat at the kitchen table, working from home for a change thanks to remodeling at the office. Everyone else was out and about, and he was quite enjoying the peace and quiet. It was a perfect time to catch up on paperwork, and he didn't even feel self-conscious about sitting there in his boxers after a mid-morning shower. He had just poured himself another cup of coffee when he heard the garage door opening. He sighed, and was about to get up to get dressed, when he suddenly said, "Fuck it. No one else wears a decent amount of clothes around here anymore," and sat back down.

Abigail entered the house a few seconds later, wearing a very thin dress with a very short hemline. He couldn't help but frown with disapproval. He didn't much appreciate the fact that his daughters wandered around the house with their tits hanging out and their asses on almost full display, but at least that was in the safety and privacy of their home. Dressing so provocatively while out and about was riskier, not to mention more disrespectable. He was just about to try reprimanding his younger daughter when she bounced over and hugged him.

"Hey there, Daddy! I'm so happy to see you!" Abbie gushed, poking him in the face with her nipples.

"Hi there, princess," Howard said uncomfortably. "How was your, um, shopping?" He wasn't actually sure where she'd been, but given she was still a teenage girl, he thought it was a safe guess.

"It was okay!" Abbie said brightly, and he was struck by how much less moody she had been lately. Her overall demeanor was much closer to Shannon's perpetual sunniness, and he grudgingly admitted to himself that it was one change he actually enjoyed. He realized his daughter was still talking, apparently going into some detail about her trip, but he barely listened, since she was still hugging him, and her body was gently writhing against his side in a very distracting way.

"Would you like me to cook something for you, too?" Abbie asked, and Howard was finally able to shake off the spell he seemed to be under.

"Um, yes, thank you, princess!" he said to his daughter, who smiled radiantly at him, causing his breath to hitch.

"I'll be right back!" Abbie declared, dashing off upstairs, incidentally giving him a peek at the lower curves of her ass when her short dress bounced around. He felt his cock starting to harden, and he took the opportunity to shift things around just in case; he certainly didn't want an erection popping out of his boxers in front of his youngest.

Howard had almost managed to start concentrating on work again when Abbie trundled back downstairs and walked past him. Since he was looking down, the first thing he noticed was her bare feet: her toes had been painted a shockingly bright shade of blue. He thought it an odd choice, since he believed her favorite colors were warmer ones, but the sight of her delicate little feet pattering around brought his manhood to full attention. He coughed quietly, mortified at his instinctive response.

As Howard forced his eyes up, hoping to stop perving on his daughter's feet and legs, he noticed two even more alarming details. First, Abbie was wearing nothing at all, not even the skimpy panties he'd reluctantly tried to get used to. That was shocking only as a matter of degree, since his view of her muscular, bubbly ass was barely any better than usual. The thing that really had him outraged was the tattoo in the small of her back.

"'Butt Slut'?" Howard asked incredulously. "What the fuck?! When did you get a tattoo?

Why

did you get a tattoo? Why would you get

that

tattoo?!"

Abbie giggled and looked over her shoulder from the open refrigerator. One of her feet was lifted onto its toes, giving Howard a look at her sole, which made him almost miss her answer. "Because I love having a dick stuffed in my booty, Daddy!"

Howard sputtered and fumed, incoherent with apoplectic rage. All of the suppressed anger and resentment he'd been feeling since the foundling arrived, that he'd had no outlet to express, threatened to burst forth all at once. Before it could, however, Abbie closed the fridge and walked over to him, showing off a second tattoo that abruptly turned his boiling blood to ice.

"You look upset, Daddy!" Abigail said quietly, running her fingers lightly across her mostly-hairless mound, tracing the words it found there. Her recent proclivity for tiny panties meant he had a general idea of her pubic grooming habits, but all that was left of her bush was a tiny circular thatch directly above her crease, which gave him the impression that it had been retained as a kind of punctuation for the tattooed declaration that she was his girl.

Howard belatedly realized that he'd pushed his chair away from the table, preparing to stand up for the tantrum he'd wanted to throw, and in doing so had caused his painfully hard erection to slip free of his boxers. Abbie's small, warm hand reached out for it, making him shudder and groan. "I think I see what the problem is!" his daughter confided in a whisper. "You're upset because I didn't give you first crack at my crack."

Howard wanted to declare unequivocally that his anger was completely unrelated, or that she was way off base, but with his daughter's hand gently tugging on his stiff member, all he could get out of his mouth was a kind of strangled gurgling noise. Abbie leaned over and whispered in his ear, which had the side effect of bringing her naked breasts inches from his face, with her large, pale, puffy nipples looking achingly erect and bitable. He licked his lips reflexively.

"I guess I should be punished for giving up my slutty ass to other guys and girls before you had a chance to break me in properly," Abbie said very quietly. Howard choked again at the revelation that his youngest daughter was apparently bisexual, which he'd somehow never imagined could be the case. "You should spank me for being such a bratty little tramp, don't you think? Make my big skanky butt glow red? My sleazy little backdoor should be closed for business until your dick unlocks it, right?"

Howard groaned and growled, his resistance abruptly crumbling. He grabbed his daughter forcefully, making her gasp, and bent her over his lap. His dick was trapped beneath her, throbbing with arousal, but he forced himself to ignore it as he brought his hand down in a harsh slap to Abbie's ass. Her cheek instantly reddened, wobbling hypnotically, and she cried out, "Yes, Daddy! More, Daddy! Spank your slutty brat of a princess until she's begging for your cock in her depraved little holes!"

The rage that had been briefly delayed finally erupted, and Howard rained down blow after blow on his younger daughter, who seemed to like it even more the harder he swatted her, and he growled like a dog the whole time. The next thing he knew, Abbie was somehow on the ground with his dick in her mouth, blowing him with gusto. Tears streaked her face, but her eyes were fixed on his with an expression of overwhelming lust, not the accusatory glare he'd been half-expecting. The oral sex lasted only a minute or so, however, since it was just a prelude.

Spitting his cock out of her throat, Abbie asked, "Is Daddy ready to put his big, hard wiener in his baby girl's tight little booty-hole?"

"God, when did you become such a foul-mouthed little slut?" Howard growled, pushing his daughter roughly away from his lap and watching as she spun around to present her beautiful, bounteous rear end to him. He wasted no time sliding his spit-slicked member into the ass being offered, hissing in pleasure. He could feel the warmth of her bright red, freshly-spanked ass radiating on his own skin. "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" he asked rhetorically.

Abbie answered anyway. Between moans, she confessed, "Ooh, yes Daddy, I do. I kiss Mommy, and Big Brother, and Big Sister with my filthy lips. I lick their pussies and suck his dick with my whorish mouth. When Big Brother comes inside one of them, I slurp out all his yummy seed with my dirty little face-cunt. When you cum inside me, I'm gonna go right out in the back yard and give my ass to Big Sister, because she says the only thing tastier than Daddy's spunk will be drinking it out of my slutty body!"

Howard felt dizzy at the stunning litany of shameful, disgraceful, reprehensible acts his daughter claimed to have committed with the rest of the family. He didn't want to believe them, but after his own repeated encounters with his adopted daughter, he couldn't help but acknowledge the truth. The girl had successfully fucked her way through the whole family, and seduced them into doing the same with each other.

Howard screamed as the fiercest orgasm he could ever remember having ran through his body like a wildfire. His cum felt like it was erupting out of him, and Abbie was hissing with satisfaction, but long before his climax was done he simply passed out.

~~~

"That was amazing work!" Shannon gushed as she used her fingers to scoop their Daddy's cum from Abbie's asshole, sometimes licking it clean herself, other times offering it to her sister as a treat. "If I didn't know better I'd think you'd seduced him before that! Definitely an 'A+' piece of work!" A small part of Abigail was cringing with abject horror and degradation as she stood on her hands and knees in the grass outside, letting the warm sun beam down on her, nuzzling the semen-stained hand of her adopted sister. A stronger part of her reveled in the praise, causing her to squirm with delight, and making her dangling tits and upturned ass wobble most attractively. She quietly squealed with happiness at each anal intrusion.

Their backyard was reasonably private, but there were enough holes in the fence that a peeping neighbor might already be watching them. Abbie certainly didn't think all of them were above the temptation of spying on a couple of naked teenage girls sunning themselves, especially if they heard the way the young women were talking.

"When will I get to suck Daddy's spunk from your holes?" Abbie asked between licks of Shannon's finger.

The foundling laughed loudly and said, "Oh, you already have! Sometimes your breakfast cum is Big Brother's, and sometimes it's Daddy's! I guess you just haven't learned to tell them apart yet!"

Abbie experienced only a mild tingle of surprise at the revelation, having already suspected that her sister must have seduced their father, although she honestly hadn't expected that answer. In retrospect, she supposed that was silliness on her part. She felt a tingle of pride, however, when her next question managed to make even Shannon blink in surprise. "Do you think we can convince Daddy and Big Brother to put their cum in each other's asses for us?"

The foundling laughed even more loudly after a moment, and gave her little sister a tight hug, forcing her to sit up in the process. Shannon actually started crying a little from laughing so hard, but she finally managed to compose herself enough to give an answer. "That's hot! But I think it'll be hotter when Daddy cums in your pussy instead!"