Adam grabbed at the blanket beneath his sister, desperately trying to pull it out from under her and cover himself up. His father was frozen in the door frame, his face a mask of bewilderment. He began to emit a strange, strained noise as Adam grabbed the loose bit of blanket hanging over the edge of the bed, barely covering his softening cock. Elle was motionless.
"Daddy..." she was starting to sit back onto the bed. Adam was confused. She was moving, but not to cover herself up. And she hadn't called their father Daddy since they were kids. Her father finally spoke.
"Sweetpea, what are you doing?!?" he moved towards the bed. Elle stood up next to the bed and Adam gathered more blanket, covering himself further as Elle pulled her panties on, still talking to their father.
"Daddy, please, let me explain..."
Her father's face was shifting, becoming angry as he approached his daughter. Adam watched a wet spot appear on the back of her panties as she bent to grab her t-shirt, his cum pressing through the pink cotton. Their father was standing in front of Elle, his hands trembling as he reached out. Adam's face was contorted in confusion, his mouth slightly agape. What was going on? Her father reached out, grabbing Elle's wrist and pulling her forward.
"You said I was the only one..." he glowered down at her.
"Daddy it's just Adam, I promise you're the only..." her father shocked her into silence with a hard slap across the face. Adam wasn't surprised by the physicality of it, but by the passion. Their father had always disciplined them corporally, but took a detached approach to it, strapping or spanking them after he had calmed from the initial anger at their transgression, in a manner that suggested it was as hard for him to implement it as it was for his children to endure it.
"Slut." He seethed. His chest was beginning to heave. He looked towards Adam, who was skittering away, looking for safe egress as he backed against the wall.
"And you! What is wrong with you? She is your sister!" He moved towards the bed, past Elle.
"Daddy, please, it's my fault, don't be mad at Adam..." Elle stood behind their father, tugging on his elbow. There was already a bright red mark across her face. Tears welled in her eyes. She blinked, sending them down her cheeks. Their father turned back to her.
"Excuse me?" Adam could hear the familiar sound of incredulity in his father's voice, the voice he used when he thought his kids were lying, a voice that said 'and you expect me to believe that?' It never failed to elicit the truth. Elle looked down, tears now flowing freely. She watched her toes dig into the carpet as she spoke softly,
"I seduced him, Daddy." Adam watched his father's back straighten and his hands ball into fists at his side.
"Look at me." He demanded. Elle looked up at their father. His hand shot from his side, Adam thought he would strike her again but instead his thumb and forefinger grasped her chin as he roughly drew her face up towards him. "Tell me." he said through clenched teeth. Adam sat motionless on the bed, still unable to follow what was happening between his father and his sister.
"I...we were...we took a nap on the couch and...I woke up. He was masturbating and I was right there and ever since I came home from school you haven't had any time for me, Daddy, so...I..." she started to sob. Her father gripped her chin harder, bringing his other hand up to her nipple and pinching, hard. Adam wondered through his fear if his father could tell she liked that.
"Tell me, kitten." He demanded. Elle squealed as she nodded into his hand.
"Yes, yes Daddy." She sniffled and breathed deeply, as he released her nipple, keeping his hand on her waist.
"He was stroking his cock when I woke up, so at first, I pretended to be asleep. I watched his hand under the blanket. It...I got wet, Daddy. Watching him stroke. I'd been trying to find time with you alone since I came home and I just felt so horny! I was so good out at school, I didn't fuck anyone, just those times you made me go to the porn shop and use that glory hole, and I promise that was only my mouth like you told me to, I swear it, Dadd—eeee!" Elle yelped as he raised his fingers up to her nipple again, digging his nails into the skin there.
"Stay on track, Princess. I didn't ask for excuses, I asked for the truth."
"I'm sorry Daddy." Elle breathed heavily as she closed her eyes. Adam could tell she was suffering in pleasure, wincing and groaning as he tortured her nipple.
"Continue."
"I was so good all semester but seeing him stroke like that, after the night before when you used the hard-on I gave you at the dinner table to fuck Mom instead...I just needed something!" He dug into her nipple again. She growled and shuddered as her eyes rolled back in her head.
"No excuses, sweetpea. Just tell Daddy everything." He let go of her nipple. Adam briefly considered getting up and leaving the room. His father and sister seemed engrossed in their conversation, he might be able to get out unnoticed.
"Mmhmm. Okay." Deep breath. "I woke up and I watched him. And I tried to pretend I didn't notice but then when he came...I'm so sorry Daddy!" Elle started to sob again, pulling away from her father's still upraised hand and burying her face in her hands. Her father gently rubbed her waist, seeming to soften in the face of his daughter's sincere attrition.
"It's ok, Princess. Tell the truth, and we can work through this." Elle sniffled, looking up at her father and smiling.
"Promise?"
"I promise, sweetpea. It's ok. I'm not so mad anymore, I just need to know. Tell Daddy what you did."
"Yes Daddy. So, well, Adam came. I could tell from his face. His face looks just like yours when you cum, Daddy, I just wanted to see it happen again! So...promise you're not going to stay mad at me?" Adam saw his father's head nod. Elle glanced past him briefly. Adam tried to flash her a what-the-hell-is-going-on type look, but she was already fixed back on their father's face.
"So I acted like I just woke up. I acted surprised by him jerking off, and started to ask him questions. I played dumb, Dad...because I wanted him to fuck me." Elle's face was bright red as she confessed. Adam's cock stirred against the blanket he held tightly around himself. His father lowered his hand to his daughter's cunt, his thumb pressed against her clit through the fabric of her panties. She sighed.
"I missed you ..." Elle purred as their father began to rub.
