It was the night of my 18th birthday. My dad had dropped by for a surprise visit and as always he never gets a hotel and likes to sleep in the bed with me. This wasn't the first time my father and I shared a bed together, but it never went pass sleeping...until now.
My dad was laying beside me, snuggled close to me under the covers. He wasn't wearing anything except his boxers. His fingers gently comb through my hair, massaging my scalp to lull me to sleep. Nearly dozing off now, I hadn't realized my tank-top strap had slid down, exposing my right breast to my father. I shiver suddenly, feeling a tingle at my chest. I open my eyes to look and to my surprise, my dad was touching me, circling his thumb around my nipple until it harden.
"Wh-what are you doing?" My voice was shaky but I didn't sound frightened.
My dad smiled, "You're so beautiful, sweetheart. I just want my girl to feel good." He whispered to me, but then suddenly pauses, cautious. "Do you want me to stop?"
I don't hesitate to answer, "No, it feels nice."
He chuckled, "I knew you would like it."
My heart was racing now as I watch my dad cup my breast. He gave me a slow squeeze and I immediately sigh in response. Oh, it felt so wrong...but so right. Was I dreaming? This couldn't actually be happening, I thought. Oh, but it was.
Our eyes met in the darkness as my father still continued to stimulate my nipple. I knew he wanted more, and truth be told, so did I.
"You can kiss my nipple, if you want to, daddy," I almost couldn't believe what I just said. But no sooner than I said that, my dad leans his face in close. I freeze, holding my breath in, then lets out a shivery sigh as my father's lips tenderly kisses my nipple. And before I knew it, my nipple was in his mouth and he starts to suck on me hard.
"Daddy," I moan...too loudly. Suddenly the bedroom door opens and there stood my mom; her mouth open in shock to see my father steadily sucking on me.
"Michael, what the hell are you doing?!" My mother almost yelled and I thought my dad was gonna jump out of his skin.
"This...this isn't what it looks like! I..."
But my mom cut him off and what she said next made my heart jump. "I can't let you have all the fun. Let me join!"
I couldn't believe it, and from the look on his face, neither could my dad. My mom strips naked in front of us, then climbs in bed. My mom was laying on the right side of me, my father on the left, both of them staring at my exposed tit. My mom lifts up my tank top, slipping it off me. I shiver as she runs her hand across my chest. She looks at my dad, who smiles and nods. She nods back and before I knew it they both lean in, taking my nipples into their mouths.
"Ohh my god," I moan, watching my parents suck and drool on my tits at the same time. "Ahh," I whimper out as my dad nibbles my nipple, biting a little hard but I didn't care. I thought it was so hot. "Mmm, bite me," I find myself moaning out, and feels a sharp tingle at both my breasts as my mom and dad bite down gently on my nipple at the same time. My dad surprises me by tugging my nipple gently between his teeth.
My parents pause only a moment to kiss each other; a hot, passionate kiss, before they focus on me again. My mom swirls her tongue all around my nipple, while my dad sucks on the other. It felt so amazing. I wanted more.
I kiss my mother's forehead as she sucks on me, then gives her a long, slow lick to her hairline. She pauses, looking at me curiously. I was afraid I messed up; maybe she didn't like it. But she leans in, her face up close to mine, she sticks out her tongue and gives a slow lick up my cheek. I look over at my dad and I notice he was touching himself while watching us.