Beth's Family Tree

**Note: This story reads much better if you read chapter 1 first. **

Beth & her father had a nice relationship. She took care of the house and had recently quit her job in order to stay at home all the time. She was acting more like a stay at home wife than a daughter. She had even taken to using her father's first name. Or at least she was when they weren't their usual games. Then she would revert back to Dad or Daddy.

She was preparing a special dinner treat tonight. Dave, her father, was still at work but he'd be home soon. He was always home by 4pm. And then there were her three older brothers. For around three months she and Dave had been pretending to be a normal father & daughter around her brothers. They kept asking her when she would be moving out of the house and she kept telling them she was still saving money. But then Eric, the oldest, found out that she wasn't working anymore. Now she was having them all over to dinner to finally break the news to them. She was their father's lover and they could accept it or they could choose not to be in their lives.

With the energy of the nineteen year old that she was Beth slid her casserole in the oven, put the finishing touches on the dining table and ran upstairs to change in a matter of minutes. As most teenagers were, she was a procrastinator through and through. She should have started dinner a good hour before she had. She'd made up some time by moving quickly but they'd still have to socialize and play nice for a bit before they could eat. Oh well, she thought to herself, we're not breaking the news until after we eat so at least it won't ruin the meal I just put together.

Beth dashed into the shower just as the front door opened downstairs and Dave walked into the house. He could hear the water running and shook his head at the time. His sons were always very prompt and would probably be there in about an hour and he still had to shower too. He went up the stairs and decided to join his daughter in the master bathroom.

Dave was still a good looking man at forty six. His wife had left them when Beth was only seven and he'd had very few lovers since then. He had been too busy raising Eric, Joe, Adam and Beth to date or anything else. And then Beth had grown up on him and blossomed into the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. She had so much of her mother in her and yet she was so much more.

He stripped off his work clothes and quietly stepped into the bathroom. Beth was just beginning to shampoo her hair and with her head under the water hadn't heard him enter. Dave opened the shower door and stepped behind her putting his arms around her at the same time. She smiled to herself as she felt her fathers body fit into hers. He kissed her neck and began to help her rinse her hair.

The slick feel of his hands and body rubbing hers began to have its normal effect. After only a minute or two of soaping and rinsing she turned to him and kissed him with all the longing she felt. Dave allowed her probing tongue to enter his mouth and slid his hands down her back to grab her bottom pulling her into him all in one motion.

She felt herself being lifted at the same time that her back hit the wall of the shower. He held her hovered just above his jutting manhood and smiled at her. "Tell me the words, little girl." She made the most innocent looking face she could muster and lowered her eyes from his. Then biting her lip glance up again at him and said "Daddy, please help me. I'm all wet and slippery and I feel really funny." She blinked up at him and saw the feral look in his eye but he still didn't drop her slick body onto himself. He seemed to be waiting for something else so she tried again. "Daddy, you're so big and strong. I just love when you show your little girl what a man you are. Can you show me what little girls should do you make their big strong Daddies proud of them?"

He bent his head and bit her lip and he suddenly dropped her onto himself. He felt her fingernails dig into his back and the heels of her feet suddenly dig into his buttocks as she clang to him for dear life. He let go of her lip just to kiss her hard one more time and then he began to move. He slid in and out of her slowly at first and then built speed until he was plowing into his daughter. "Tell me my daughter is my whore. Tell me!" he yelled at her. She screamed back that yes she was daddy's little whore. She'd do anything he wanted. But just for him and no one else. Her screams echoed throughout the empty house as he moved faster and faster in and out of her.

He could feel her slick heat sliding up and down his cock. Her hands would move slightly on his back trying to get a handhold but failing miserably due to the wetness of the shower. He couldn't help but notice that with her head thrown back screaming out "Daddy" that she looked amazing. But then he couldn't think anymore at all. "Daddy's gonna fill his little girl. Does my Beth want Daddy's juice?" She clung to him all the tighter before answering "God, fill me. I need to feel Daddy's love bubble inside of me!" The dirty talk coming out of his youngest child was enough to set him over the edge as he felt jet after jet fill her tight cunt. The first jet triggered her own orgasm and it felt as though she was squeezing the life out of him. He couldn't help but think this would be an excellent way to go... if it had to come to that of course.

Beth slid her feet to the floor but stayed back allowing her fathers weight to hold her against the wall of the shower. It took another couple minutes for them to realize they had to start moving and that the shower was nearly ice water. They kissed again while drying each other off, a kiss that was all tongues and teeth and promises of the night to come. Dave could feel his daughter's tension in the kiss but refrained from saying anything. He wasn't really sure how his sons would react to their news either. But then he heard the distinct sound of a male voice yelling up the stairs and while answering that they'd be down in a minute he tried to put his negative thoughts aside.

Beth walked down the stairs just in time to get the food out of the oven and not a minute before. She allowed her father to go down and "hang out" with her brothers while she got herself ready for the night to come. She was so nervous about their announcement that she was actually shaking a bit. It had made her start her make up over three times before being able to not get mascara all over her face. She'd made sure her hair was flowing down her back the way her father liked it. She'd also put on her best dress hoping it would lend her confidence while showing off her assets to the man who'd be sitting directly across the table from her. He did love her breasts. They may have been a bit on the small side but a push up bra and low cut top did wonders for a small woman's self esteem.

She could hear the four men she loved most in the next room arguing over a baseball game and shook her head. The Orioles might now win every game but they were the hometown team. She wasn't going to change loyalties that easily either but one of her brothers was trying to argue on the side of the Yankees and she decided it was time to break it up before they broke something over Joe's head. "Dinner!" she yelled into the living room as she sat the casserole on the table in between the salad and the bread bowl.

Each of her brothers kissed her in turn and gave her a hug as they came in. Eric, who was now 25, squeezed her hard and all but patted her on the head. Joe, the middle boy at 24, kissed her on the check but then backed away quickly as he'd started doing in the past three years or so. Adam rounded out the males and was the youngest of them at 22. He walked over and gave her a hug that lifted her off the ground and a smacking kiss on the lips. He'd always been close to her and when he'd moved out she'd been devastated the first few months.

She sat on the far end of the table while her father sat at the head. All three of her brothers noticed that she wasn't sitting in her usual spot next to Adam but didn't really think anything of it. Dinner progressed in a normal familial fashion and they talked about almost everything going on in the boys' lives. They told about work and dating (not much of that going on at the moment). They told about bad roommates and cars. Beth & Dave kept pushing the conversation towards the boys and whenever a question was asked about either of them they changed the topic. It wasn't until after dinner when Beth had just finished clearing the table and came to join the men that her brothers got any answers.

Beth walked into the living room and smiled around at all of the men she loved. Then she simply, with knees shaking a bit, walked to their father and sat directly in his lap. Dave smiled into the eyes of his daughter reassuringly before then looking around at his sons. They appeared to be a bit confused by her sitting there but so far not overly upset. But then Dave turned his head and kissed his daughter full on the mouth. Their tongues danced for a moment and then he broke the kiss off to look around the room again.

Eric had gotten all the way out of his seat and looked ready to wallop his father. The younger two were half out of their seats with mouths hanging open. They looked as though they couldn't believe what they had just seen. Eric abruptly reached them and pulled his sister off their fathers lap knocking her onto the floor in the process. He didn't even hear her squeal as he lifted his father out of the chair and shook him. "What's wrong with you," he yelled. "That's my sister you're grabbing."

Beth grabbed Eric by the arms and tried to break his hold but he refused to let go. "I agreed to this. I want this." Nothing she said seemed to be getting through. So in order to get his attention she climbed on the chair to the side of them and put her arms around her brother. She then proceeded to catch his ear with her teeth. It got the desired effect, sort of. He abruptly dropped their father and instead grabbed her. "Tell me what's going on here," he roared at her.

"Dad & I started having an affair three months ago. I love him, and I don't just mean as a father. Don't you dare hurt him. He is good to me and he makes me feel things. If you don't agree with us that's fine but you can either accept it or leave." Her eyes pleaded with him to understand. First his hands loosened on her and then he let go altogether and turned his back on her. "Leave us alone for a minute. I want to talk to the guys."

Beth & her father, whom she had to pull with all her might to leave the room without arguing further with her brothers, left and went back into the kitchen. It looked like one of her worst fears was going to come true. Her brothers weren't going to accept the change in their relationship after all. She and her father each sat at the table lost in their own thoughts and waited to hear the door slam. It took around 15 minutes. But then they heard the sound that let them know they'd lost the only family they had left.