A Twisted Tale - Part 1 - A Paranormal Tale
A Twisted Tale - Part 2 - Little Red Hood - Lesbian Lust
A Twisted Tale - Part 3 - Red's Dad - the tale continues
All the characters depicted in this narrative are adults aged 18 and above.
(c) BroKoLi 2023
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Red's father had lived with his wife and two teenage daughters for years, and the girls were a thorn in his side. Both sisters have always had an argument between them, and their mother is not really helping, and he is tired of his wife and her.
Little Red Hood, his one daughter, now age 25, a tight pussy, nicely shaved with a hairy landing zone, but big firm titties. His wife was as hot as his daughter at 25, but 25 years older, and, sadly for Red, her boobies are looking a little low these days, no doubt from giving breastfeeding and hanging off a wall on his daughter.
When he came home, he expected his wife at home at least, but the only sign of life was a note on paper from Alice, his wife. "I'm at Grandma's cabin looking for Little Red," was all it read.
He looks around the kitchen and realizes she went shopping while she was out last night, so no food or coffee is ready for the morning. She wasn't that hot of a mom either, and like many mothers today, she has become more like a friend to her daughter and is more about going to the salon than raising her child. It's why he spent so many nights at the bar drinking or down at his brothers, one the owner of a restaurant chain, the other a medical doctor.
"OK, girls, what to do now? Should I go to Grannie's cabin through the woods too?" His mother-in-law was still a hotty. Even with her old tits, she still looks great, he thinks. She was only 10 years older than him, and he was 62, but Granny's cabins and playtime made him feel younger.
Little Red's sister enters the kitchen. She was a nice, innocent-looking girl with a clean-shaven pussy mound, neatly trimmed on her labia and clitoral hood, and it was apparent she was not wearing any panties. He noticed immediately. It wasn't the fact that he was a horny old man; after all, his cock was 8 3/4 inches long and thick. No, it was more that his youngest daughter had inherited her looks from his little Red, with a smaller nose and blue eyes instead of brown ones. Her lips were full and pouty, and her skin flawless and naturally tan. Her naked vagina looked clean, bald, and plump. He had found a special place where Granny let him photograph a few things, but no people and only animals, and Granny had shown him things that made it easier for his balls and his cock to leak.
"Hi, daughter. Do you know what your sister is doing at Granny's home? Your Mom seems on her way to her, too."
"Daddy, Mom said I had to stay behind and care for you; you know, keep you safe. Little Red's in trouble, Mom said and sent Granny, but when Little Red went through the woods, Mom went the other day, a day later, to check on her, and no one was at the cabin. We don't think she ever made it; maybe we lost her."
"So, you going to babysit your dad then?" he knew they had played games since she could walk.
"Indeed, I take care of EVERYTHING you need."
He knew his daughter was teasing him. "Hhmm, yes, so is that why you didn't wear a pantie and have a bare kitty?" he smiles.
She moves and sits near him. Her bare vagina comes close to his pants, and she says, "Sure, Daddy, as Mom also doesn't wear a pantie when she thinks about YOU... When she starts thinking and feeling naughty."
She was at the age that all men dream of, and he had the chance to sleep, eat, talk, and spend time with his wonderful girls, who always treated him with kindness. Red and her sisters are quite well aware of the perks of living under the same roof with a handsome male figure with a muscular, broad chest like her father.
"How about your naughtiness with your bare kitty? Since when did you shave like this?"
"Ohh, that, I try out everything when I think about sex. Sometimes I imagine you or Mom, but I thought, 'How will my hubby and his prick get used to my softness without pubic hairs?'"
"That's probably an excellent reason, but you could spread your legs a bit to show your dad if everything is in order and you don't miss some hairs."
"Hhmm, Daddy, you are a naughty boy," she smirked a little and raised her legs.
Her hand went to her soft, smooth labia and pussy, and he got a look into her wet inside; no fur to cover anything was the thought, just glistening, moist walls with a tiny hole at its front. He noticed her legs were bare and her ass as well; it looked a little reddish in color but was clean and soft as silk.
He could smell her fragrant cunt. His cock was reacting; dam, this is my daughter; what am I doing here? I must stop before it is too late. But it is not me; the first moment I saw her pussy in the open, I had an erection, and all this blood I felt going into the tip of my dick made me feel alive again. His daughter Candice looked straight into his eyes when she moved her hand and fingers down to pull her labia aside, her tiny hole wide open now, inviting, tempting, and he was curious like an animal, hungry, salivating, no words spoken yet.
When it was in his view, and he could see it, touch it if he wanted it so bad, the smell was different to any woman he had slept with; she smelled young. What was her love hole like inside, and what would it look like as she became an adult? How was it as a young teenage woman? Would his cock fit it as her brother's cocks couldn't?
"Candice, I need to check out closer. Can you spread your legs more, please?" he asks politely, and she has her hand now holding one leg to her head and her foot in the air.
"OH, yes". Candice was sitting on the kitchen island, spreading her legs, foot in the air, and he had the full view of her cunt with his face up to it.
"This is not good; it will get out of control. I am her father; I have to hold the line, so don't move, or I will see it," he thought.
Candice placed both feet on the bar, spreading her legs.
He reached up slowly and pulled her pussy open and let the moisture fall; no sounds could be heard as her moans were silent. He could see her inner labia pink with no visible pubes anywhere; they looked to have disappeared. Softly her cunt starts to drip liquid running down her cheeks and on the kitchen island.
"What the fuck am I doing here," he thought, but his mouth was watering; his mind was ready to lick his daughter's naked pussy, not stopping and not ashamed to do it.
He licked his tongue and said, "Candice, to get this right, you babysit your dad and will do EVERYTHING he needs? So you take off the rest of your clothes completely and crawl back up to the table on the kitchen island".
His words came softly out of his mouth as it became a smile when looking up at her young sweet pussy again, moving his face so close that he could breathe it in as a gasp escaped her lips as she did as her dad commands.
"Yes, Dad, of course, I'm a good daughter and will take care of you," said Candice.
She had realized what her father intended and thought, "Why not? I have a wild streak. He can't resist his body, the lust in his eyes; it's in the genetics, and something's gotta give. So why not tease him more and pull him over the edge, losing his final concerns?"
She opened her legs even more, and one hand started to play with her tiny tits and nipple. Her eyes are still focused on Dad's face. She had the feeling he began to drool. How can she pull him over the edge?
His mind started to work like a piece of meat with a pulse; his vision filled with the scent of her vagina in heat, and the drip on the ground was leaking to his feet.
"Dad... " Candice said, "I can do a lot for you."
The older man moved his face close to his younger daughter's vulva as the heat, moisture, and raw scent hit his senses like an addictive aphrodisiac. He was mesmerized by his first-ever glance at his daughter's vaginal flesh. He could see the fine creases on her soft, moist lips. What would the insides feel like when her moisture meets his lips? Will she like him and his cock? These were the only thoughts in his mind. He looked up to her face. She was still sitting on the kitchen island, legs wide open. Candice moved her hand down and opened his pants. Out sprang his fat rod, no underpants just for fast fun like daddy. It was rock hard, and the skin tightly stretched around the large red knob with veins around, down to the base, all ready to load.
"Oh wow, look at that," Candice said, smiling at her dad.
He gave her a few winking smiles and said, "Not much of that left. I mean it, not after the abuse your prick, nuts, and cock hole must have been through."
Candice gave him a quick smile, turned her body around, and moved her face over his cock. Her mouth was going down and closed over the glans of his cock. He watched as the head vanished and the bulge, his veins, and skin moved to disappear into her wet, hungry little mouth. Now his balls got warm treatment too, not much to lick at but warm and wet, that would get things moving. It was all so natural for him, and yet he was her father, and her cunt was like a magnet, wet and clean; nothing between them, not even his own pubic hairs or underwear. She was totally nude, and so was he now.
He moaned, "Candice... what are we doing here? This is wrong..."
He could only mumble, her lips around his dick, sucking her father for the first time ever.
"Do not speak; I am a good daughter. I take care of your penis, and when you are drained, it will fall, of course, won't it. So, are you just gonna talk or get to my snatch?"
His voice cracked with passion as he gasped at the thoughts going through his brain. She sucks his dick and focuses on the top, on her knees on the kitchen island, the ass high up in the air. Her father knew that his orgasm would explode, her mouth full, and she had to stop.
His hands gently grabbed her, and his head met her pussy.
"What the fuck are you doing, Daddy" she screamed.