Mybell Gets a Portrait

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Contains changes inspired by Trish08's April'23 comments in episode 3, Mybell Gets a Portrait.

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Episode 3 in "The Family Practice" series. There are episodes, more are coming, and eventually an ending. There is an arc, a plot and a cast of characters. It might even turn into a chapter book. Read in order if you can, but don't sweat it. Just enjoy.

All characters are over 18, fictional, and none of it ever happened. Think of it as a grimm fairytale.

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Yesterday Mybell was inducted into Aly's family. Now she has a new sister, Daddy, and Daddy rules to obey. And an empty photo frame to fill. Today Mybell gets a portrait to remember her special day.

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"Uhh... mmm... deeper... oh Aly... what a lovely way to wake up... uhh fuck... here it comes.... shit.... Jesus... here you go... your first breakfast."

She swallows all.

"Thank you daughter. Well done. Clean me up and then let's get this show on the road."

I open my eyes. She's licking her lips and smiling.

"The whole shaft... easy on the cock-head... still a little tender from last night."

She is quickly done. Well trained and practiced.

"Done... get dressed... your old school uniform... from high school senior year...

"...yes I know it's Sunday but I want you in uniform. Mybell will be in uniform too.

"Hop to it!" and I swat her rump.

I walk into Mybell's room, my cock still turgid and swinging heavily.

"Mybell. Bella. Daughter. Time to wake. I know you're tired. An exhausting night. You could sleep all day. But you have to get up. We've got things to do. Here, let's see if this'll wake you."

I kiss her deeply and she responds with enthusiasm. She is no longer pretending to be asleep.

"Yep with a little tongue too. Good girl. You've remembered from last night. God you're a fast learner."

She smiles with pride. And Daddy's attention.

"My new daughter," I say.

She sighs.

"Hmm... l'll say that again."

"My new daughter."

She sighs again and moves sensuously beneath the sheet. She needs to understand her body, so I oblige.

"Mybell, notice each time I say 'my daughter' your body responds. You reach toward me, lift your eyes, smile, bend to me. Your body is speaking your mind. You need me to be your Daddy. And you need to be my daughter.

"... honey, that's a statement not a question... no need to answer.

"See... your nips are up... and I expect you're getting wet."

She moans and lifts her arms to me. I grasp her wrists and push them to her sides.

"Enough for now. Up and shower. Do your teeth. Get dressed. It doesn't matter what you wear. You're getting your school uniform today.

"Just like Aly's. And I'll tell you when to wear it. Just like Aly."

Today is Sunday but I know the man who supplies uniforms to Aly's old school. He breaks even on official business but has a good side hustle selling uniforms to any man who has the letch.

***

"Ok girls... breakfast's served... Aly mind your uniform... Bella sit up straight and mind your dad... yes it's a new feeling and you can't stop smiling... yes I love that you're here too... ok, one more hug and kiss...

"Now you really have to eat."

They hurry through breakfast, clear the table, and do the dishes. Excited. Giggling. Like little girls.

"Ok, we're out the door, girls. Hop in the car. You're looking quite delicious".

A nice matched pair.

They jump into the car and can't stop squirming. Their voices rise in pitch. They cling to each other. They bump up and down in their seats. I'm pleased how they're regressing to girlish behavior in their excitement and anticipation. And my cock is pleased too, at the sight of their bouncing bums. Ideas form for later.

***

"We've arrived. This is it."

Private clients go round the back and we do so. The door opens, we slip in, it closes behind us.

"Hi Nigel, I'm glad you could fit me in on such short notice. This is Bella who I told you about. Bella say hello to Mr. Tupper. He's going to help you today. And he'll be in your life in other ways in future too."

"Hello Mr. Tupper. I'm pleased to meet you", and she giggles again.

"Not as pleased as I am to meet you, young lass." He's a big jovial bloke who loves his job.

"Nigel can you set Bella up just like Alysha? Pleated school skirt. Blouse. Bra. Knickers. Socks and shoes.

"Yes I know they'll look even more like twins. That's the whole idea."

His eye twinkle again. Yes, a lovely bloke.

"It will be my pleasure," and he gave a hearty laugh.

"Mybell is now my daughter. Like Aly's twin. They already look the same and they must dress the same when I choose to play."

"Congratulations, Richard. When was the happy occasion?"

"Yesterday. We sealed the deal at bedtime."

"You didn't waste any time."

"Get the poker in while the fire's hot, I always say."

"Do you think you'll need any assistance keeping the fires well stoked? Now that you'll be keeping two going? Could I help?"

"That can be arranged. We've known each other a long time. Perhaps next week? Particularly with Bella. Never too early for a new daughter to learn her family duties. She's a quick learner but still has much to learn."

"Glad to help. Now, how many outfits would you like?"

"I'll take four, but double up on the knickers. They get messy fairly frequently."

Twenty minutes later Mybell is modeling her new outfit for me.

"Wow, Mybell you look stunning... turn around... lift you skirt... bend... present... hold.".

I run my hand down her ass and through her butt-crack to her warm moist crotch. I press into her pussy and feel it pulse.

"Now turn to the front... lift your skirt... spread... present... hold... good girl.

I run my hand inside her knickers and cup her mound. Yep. Already wet.

"Ok, Aly go stand beside Mybell.

"Now girls... both together... skirts up... spread... present... turn... bend... lift... now back again. Good girls.

"You really are two peas in a pod. Aly, kiss your new sister... yes a bit of tongue... good.

"Mybell you now look like who you really are. Aly's sister and my daughter. Say thank you to Mr Tupper."

Nigel is rubbing his crotch.

Aly reaches up on tip-toes and gives Nigel a kiss. "Thank you Mr. Tupper. I really like my new outfit."

"Nigel I can't thank you enough."

I'm not sure he heard me.

"Ok girls next stop Ellie and Jimmy Jissle's Family Photo Shop."

We let ourselves out.

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Half an hour later we are in Jimmy's studio. I've known him all my life. He brought Ellie into his business as an intern after they had became acquainted—shall we say—a few years before. It was during a session shoot he did for me and Ellie. Now they have a great partnership built on shared interests.

"Hello Jimmy, old cock. How's it hanging? And hello Ellie. Long time since I had the pleasure. I still enjoy our videos."

Ellie gives me a big smooch and massages my crotch, while I squeeze her tits. Old friends.

"Girls go with Ellie. Aly and Ellie are old girlfriends, Bella. You'll see their induction videos. Just follow them and they'll show you the ropes."

I take Ellie aside and tell her, "Mybell needs a little education. A little opening up. If you'd open her in the next hour, that would be a great help. I plan to fill her in the studio, and I'd like her ready then."

"Off you go now girls", and they disappear into the backroom.

Jimmy poured us both a shot of scotch, and we settle in two broad armchairs.

"Jimmy I'd like three sets of eight-by-tens.

"First this thumb-drive has a video I recorded last night. Could you pull some stills that show Mybell and me at our best. Ideally, catch us at the precise moment I cum in her. It was her first Daddy sperming and I'd like a nice clear print of her special moment, under me, gazing up, fully aware, full of cock, and receiving my seed."

"Second, when they come back I'll fuck her here in the studio. I want her freshly fucked with witnesses she knows—that'll be you, Ellie and Aly—so she is freshly owned, mounted and spermed for the last step."

"For that, I'll get her back in uniform and groomed so anyone else will think she's a virgin who's never been touched. Which she was until yesterday. Only she and I and you our witnesses will know that she has my fresh sperm inside her puffy pussy lips and swollen cunt. Then you'll take our formal father-daughter photo. The knowledge that she has been claimed by her father and is carrying his seed inside her at that very moment will be in her eyes. For all the world to see."

He grunts. Good man.

"Now mate, let's have a beer while Ellie and Aly are getting Mybell warmed up with your induction collection."

For the next hour we shoot the shit over old times. We have played and worked and run various operations together for a long time. We know each other's itches, and share many.

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"Ok girls, welcome back. Did you have a good time Mybell? You seem quiet. A little flushed. Did they show you Ellie's portfolio? You saw both Ellie and Aly in the induction videos? And me? I'm glad you saw those. You're part of the family now. You'll take part in future too." I leave her no time to answer.

She is struggling to absorb all she has seen and heard. Off balance. Good.

"Ok. Now we're all going to the back studio. Just through here, Jimmy, if I remember. Good. I see the bed is still in place. Center of the room. As always, ready should a new inductee find her way to your Aladdin's cave. I'll bet its got you and Elie a bit of coin. Not to mention side benefits!"

"Mybell. Get undressed."

Although she's still dazed from Aly and Ellie's ministrations, she has enough frontal temporal lobe action going to be shocked.

"What..!?" she gasps, "Why? What's going on?"

"Mybell, I didn't ask for a debate, I simply told you to get undressed. It's a simple instruction."

"I... I... I can't. Maybe with Aly, but not with Ellie or Mr Jissle watching!"

"Well, my girl, it's a good thing they are here because I may need there help in making sure you do as you're told."

The other's have all moves closer, and although Mybell tries to escape between them, they quickly catch and hold her.

"Daddy, what's going on?" she asks plaintively. She's trembling as I take her in my hands.

"My flower, my Bella, Mybell, don't be frightened. These are my friends and we won't hurt you. Just do what I say."

After all the events of yesterday and today, Aly and Ellie's attention in the backroom this past hour, and now her shock and fear, her adrenaline and other hormones are pumping nicely. It is a pleasant turn of events that I have not expected. We all smell the aphrodisiac scent of arousal and fear, power and pleading, strength and submission. I'm as hard as a rock, and I'm sure Jimmy is too. Hell, Ellie and Aly must have lovely wet wide-ons.

I unzip my self and release my cock. It is pointing straight up at Mybelll at 45 degrees. I stroke it gently. When I let go it keeps its position and its eye on Mybell.

"Mybell," I say. It's a simple statement.

She knows she's lost, and is glad she's lost, and moves with purpose—my purpose not her own.

Methodically, reverentially, she takes off her new school uniform and strips completely.

"Thank you.", I say, "Now fold your new uniform outfit neatly. Put it on that chair. Drape the skirt over the back, and put the blouse, knickers and bra on top. Jimmy will make sure they show to best effect in the background of the photo. He's an old hand at that."

She does so.

"Now up on the bed girl, while I strip for action. My clothes will be with yours. Yours and mine on those two chairs. Neatly folded. Beside the bed. Just like at home."

She does so.

I am soon stripped, with my cock at full mast, ready to give her fatherly attention.

"Now, you need a sperming, girl. I know you're a bit sore from last night. But you're definitely wet. See my finger slides right up inside today."

Her eyes widen.

"Lovely. Your hymen's gone. It's now mine", as I introduce a second finger. "This is called finger fucking.".

The sound of squelching. She tries to say something.

"...what's that?... you saw some in the movies?... yes, that's right.. and you saw me doing it to both Aly and Ellie?... no wonder you're wet my darling."

She is now mewling and humping in rising mating fever.

"Now, you're cooking with gas... bucking big-time... kiss me, girl... yes, the others are going to watch... spread your legs."

I climb aboard with little fanfare. I'll take my time with future fucking, starting tonight. But for now I just need to dump a load in her while she cums around my shaft and milks it to last drop. It's a large load. Building all day.

I kneel between her legs and lean forward along her belly. She looks into my eyes. My good girl. In early training and already looking to her sire's lead. My left hand holds her wrists together on the mattress above her head. My right hand has not stopped. She lifts her cunt to my opening fingers, her clit to my working thumb. Now she's bucking really hard.

I remove my hand. She mewls. I lower my weight on her soft belly and small breasts. She accepts readily her sire's weight. My hard cock finds itself in the pocket between her pussy lips and just behind her pelvis. I push, she grunts. I enter her. Her legs fly out and back, bending at the knee, then wrap around my waist. A single thrust. I slide full length up inside my darling daughter.

"Daughter, look at me. Don't look away. Think only of me. Feel only my cock inside you. Know the weight of my hairy chest holding you down, my balls nestled in your ass, my cock inside you to the root.

"Yes, Daddy," she whispers.

"Good girl."

I waste no time. I work my cock and feel her cervix dip to meet the glans. The thrusts soon have her mounting. She cums and I pause as her cunt pulses down upon my shaft. She is a natural. As her cuming starts to ease I start up again. Just a few more strokes and she feels my mounting pleasure which brings her on to cum again. I pause and swell in her, then pulse and deliver sperm directly to her cervix. At this she cums a third time. Her spasmed cunt clasps my spurting cock and draws out the last seed to fill her well.

"Ok girl. Time for reflection later. Now up and get dressed in your school uniform. Then hair and a little makeup. You must look virgin. Even though my semen is dripping out of you."

She does so.

There is an admiring intake of breath from the audience. I could almost imagine a smattering of applause. They watch and admire her obedience. She knows her role.

"Perfect, my girl. Now stand beside me here. My arm around your shoulder. Paternal and protective. Look forward my girl, into the camera. Now look up at me. Now look at me while I look forward. Click away Jimmy Jissle. Do your photo magic. Capture these moments."

We lean into each other, she still warm and soft and wet from sex, and I still firm and long and riding a testosterone high. Jimmy mastered his craft for times just like this, when his subjects are lost in each other's bodies. Working quickly while the fire is still hot he captures our daddy-daughter moments, fleeting micro expressions, body postures, glances, upraised eyes, the sense of my claim on her heavy in the room.

Now I can relax. The girls disappear to the backroom again—Ellie and Aly attending to Mybell slumped between them—while Jimmy goes to make the prints.

Finally we are done.

"Thank you for a wonderful afternoon Jimmy. The prints are perfect. Now it's getting dark and I must take my girls home."

"You're very welcome, mate! I enjoyed it. Let's get together. Something tells me you'll need an extra hand, and cock."

"Next week, Jimmy. Call and we'll set it up. Nigel is coming too. Like old times. Ciao."

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We stop at Daddy's Family Spread for dinner on the way home. A familiar haunt that Aly and I know well. A light supper and a glass or two of wine for two exhausted girls.

The usual assembly of fathers and daughters are here for their Sunday dates. A little relaxation before they bless their family homes. Some daughters are yet innocent but loosening as we watch. Others are long bedded and well in training. One daddy and his daughter are fellow back door clients at Jimmy Jissle's Family Photo. We assess each other's cunt property and exchange approving glances. He clearly relishes my two, and I his Daddy's one and only.

We take a booth and slide in together on the same bench. Mybell to my left, Aly to my right. In the trusting and familiar warmth of this understanding family restaurant, I slide my hands beneath the table and rest each in comfort on my daughters' two warm pussies. We sit close and they each lower a hand to hold me closer still, parting slightly their thighs to let my fingers slide in, then closing legs again around Daddy's working finger tips.

We order and wait, in no particular hurry to interrupt our play. Other fathers and daughters play at their own tables, betrayed only by an occasional twitch or murmur, or a slight moan sometimes stifled.

Dinner comes. We eat silently. I eat with just my fork, right handed, with Aly leaning into my right shoulder. Mybell eats as best she can, but I make her keep her free hand above the table while my left plays her cunt. Our thoughts are cast an hour ahead, and a bottle of white between us warms the blood and loosens thoughts. Then up and out the door, embracing tightly.

Each daughter an arm around my waist, each her head upon my shoulder, my two arms about their waists, with two thumbs upraised and tweaking matching breasts. I breathe in two perfumes, the only thing that sets them now apart. The two scents play and mingle in my mind.

***

We drive into the garage and close the door behind us.

"Ok girls. Into my bedroom. Don't undress yet."

I go pee and return. I undress and they fold my clothes, each pausing to hold garments to her cheek. I lie on the bed, cock upright. They know what to do. They stand beside me in their uniforms. In unison they raise their skirts and present. Front then rear. I suspect Mybell has been practicing under Aly's leadership. Aly will make a good trainer.

Then Aly reaches for my cock while Mybell french kisses me.

When I am ready Aly stands and goes to her room, and there she bends at the waist over the side of her bed. She rests on outstretched arms. Waiting. Mybell and I follow. I stand behind Aly, raise her pleated skirt along her back, and draw down her knickers. Mybell is on her belly on Aly's bed and facing her, the better to observe her face before, my face above, her mounting, and my thrusting. A ballet and symphony, of movement, sound and scent, thrust and parry, moan and response.

I enter Aly's vagina from behind. It's a familiar home for my cock. I ease in and set to work preparing her for seeding. As I do, my new daughter of instinct presses forward and french kisses Aly. Each can see in the other's eyes the pleasure of their Daddy sperming Aly. I loose within my Aly and she receives her nightly sperm. As I do, Mybell of instinct sucks on Aly's tongue and holds it firmly while Aly cums.

Her sperming done, Aly hops into bed where Mybell and I, one each side, bend down, kiss her cheeks, and say good night.

***

Mybell and I to her bed repair. I'm drained and must revive before I can serve Mybell her due. The photos she has brought from Jimmy's studio will well serve that purpose for me tonight.

I lie upon her bed, her daughter bed, and watch. She collects the photos from the kitchen, and returns holding them tightly to her breast. Ecstatic pleasure in her eyes. She never wants to let them go and her smile says it all.