The Day My Daddy Shared Me

Author's Note: This story has graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, including consensual and reluctant incest. Remember: In real life, consent is never a choice. That's why I've written these stories down, so we can enjoy being naughty together in the privacy and comfort of our minds. Thank you for partaking in my smut and remember to bump uglies responsibly!

WARNING!! I must note that this is

EXTREME TABOO EROTICA

.

Turn back if incest, particularly incest between a father and daughter

is offensive to you.

I wrote this book to share my fantasies and secret desires with you, my readers. I hope that you gain as much pleasure from reading them as I do when writing them.

All characters here are fictitious and 18 years of age and older, any resemblance to anyone living or dead is not intentional and merely coincidental.

DEDICATION

I dedicate this book to all of you, my fans, the perverted lovers who support me by buying and reading all my books and short stories. Thank you! Without your support, I wouldn't be here!

It had been a month since my Stepfather, Harvey, had taken my virginity on the hood of my ruined car after I wrecked it driving drunk. He had taken care of everything with an army of mechanics, body shops, landscape gardeners and builders repairing all the carnage I had wreaked upon the neighborhood. That, combined with a heartfelt door-to-door apologizing campaign, had saved me from any police interventions.

By the time my mom got back from visiting sick relatives, you would never have known anything had gone wrong. Harvey and I used every spare second while she was away to fuck the living daylights out of each other, but it became almost impossible once she was back. That's the thing about living with somebody, they're always there!

I felt his cock under the dinner table, he sucked my tits while my mom was in the shower, but we hadn't been able to get each other off in a couple of weeks. I couldn't speak for him, but I was practically climbing the walls. I began to notice things about my mom too, and I think Harvey had been right; She just loved him for his wallet. Maybe she loved him at first too, but then she just became used to the lifestyle and forgot about him.

Well, she was crazy, in my opinion. If she wanted to go out and buy shoes rather than stay in bed and fuck Harvey, then I thought she was probably beyond help. When she announced she was going out with a friend one Friday night and wouldn't be back until late, I did my best to hide my joy.

Friday night rolled around and from my room I heard my mom's car back out of the driveway and fade away as it drove down the road. I was already on my bed by the time Harvey burst through my door. He dived on top of me and my bed bounced maniacally for a few seconds as our hands and lips roamed over each other's bodies, urgently feeling the flesh, we'd been denied for too long.

As I'd known in advance that my mom would be out for the night I was wearing a skirt of extremely naughty length, one that she would never have let me leave the house in. My legs were wrapped around Harvey's waist and his hard cock was pressing against my slit through his pants and my panties. I'd been mildly wet for a lot of the day, anticipating this encounter and the smooth material of my panties rubbing against me made me even more so.

I had an overwhelming need that was blocking out everything, and I whispered it into his ear.

"Fuck me quick, Daddy, I need it."

Harvey wasn't going to disappoint me, detaching himself from our embrace he leaned back and reached the short distance up my skirt to grab my panties and in an instant he had them down and hanging from one ankle. He undid the button and zip on his pants, pulling them and his boxers down to his knees in one swift motion. He grabbed the shaft of his hard throbbing dick with one hand and aimed it at my pussy, waiting for him eagerly between my spread legs. I felt the tip of his cock part my pussy lips and I...

'Ding dong!'

The fucking doorbell rang. Harvey just about fell off the bed in surprise, not able to register exactly what the sound was for a moment, perhaps thinking that my mom had come home because she forgot something and found him with his dick about to penetrate her virgin (so she thought) daughter's vagina. We stayed as still and quiet as possible, hoping that if we ignored it, the person would go away. It wasn't fair, I had

felt

his cock about to fill me up and now I had to wait

again

.

"They'll fuck off, right?" Harvey asked.

"Please let them fuck off." I answered.

'Ding dong!'

"Fuck off." We quietly whispered to our unknown antagonist and waited.

'Ding dong!'

"Jesus Christ." Harvey said and stood up, pulling his pants back to his hips and awkwardly trying to stuff his uncooperatively hard dick back into his underwear so he could answer the door. I stood to follow him, I wanted to see just who was being so inconsiderate of our needs. Also, I planned to fuck Harvey on the floor in front of our door the instant it was locked again.

We straightened our clothes as we walked down the stairs and to the front door. Harvey looked through the peep hole and turned back to me.

"It's Steve." he said, frowning.

"Middleton?" I asked and received a nod in reply. My Mom was going out with Steve's wife this evening, so what was he doing on our doorstep? Harvey opened the door and pretended to be glad to see him.

"Steve! Good to see you! What's up?" Harvey smiled out the door.

"It's over, Harv!" Steve said "Sharon is leaving me. She's out with your wife now, gone to a fuckin' male strip club, I think. Probably going to try to fuck one of 'em too."

I shook my head. What was wrong with the women of the older generation? Didn't they know when they had a good thing at home? The two men in front of me were both

hot

and their wives were happy to ruin a good thing. Nobody noticed my internal monologue, of course, and Harvey expressed his sympathy.

"Oh, God damn, Steve, I'm sorry. Come in, are you OK?"

"Yeah, fuck it." Steve said, stepping into our house and spotting me. "Oh shit, sorry, I didn't mean to swear in front of you, Anna."

I didn't point out his second error, he obviously had a lot on his mind. I was more put out by the fact he obviously thought I was a little girl that he couldn't swear in front of, didn't he see my big tits and my short skirt? Harvey said I was built to be fucked, he didn't treat me like a child anymore and it annoyed me when anybody else did. Still, he was going through a rough time, so it was difficult to be angry with him.

Harvey led Steve to the living room, and we all sat on the couch, Harvey in the middle, Steve and I at opposite ends. Steve began telling a tale of woe and misery, Harvey and I nodded at all the right parts, trying to make him feel better. After a while, Harvey turned to me and winked conspiratorially.

"Anna, would you help me track down that bottle of whiskey? I know it's in the kitchen somewhere."

"Sure." I said, wondering what he was up to while I followed him into the next room. I had to pull my skirt down as I walked; it was short enough that I was in serious danger of exposing my pussy to our guest, having neglected to put my panties back on in my room. I wondered if Steve had noticed me yet, you know, in that kind of way.

As soon as we were in the kitchen, Harvey wrapped his arms around me and kissed me as my breasts squashed against his hard chest. I returned his kiss, forgetting for just a moment that we weren't alone in the house anymore. I felt his hand slide down my back, and his fingers hooked under the hem of my skirt, pulling the material up. His fingers gently rubbed at my pussy from behind and I whimpered as quietly as I could.

"I need to fuck you, Anna, I'm going crazy here." He whispered into my ear.

"How can we get rid of him?" I whispered back.

"I'm not sure we can, he's all cut up. I've got an idea though, kill two birds with one stone, if you're up for it."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, I know from personal experience that the best cure for heartache over your wife is eighteen-year-old pussy. How about Steve and I both fuck you tonight? What do you say, Anna?"

"Daddy!" I exclaimed then hushed my voice again. I thought of the handsome man in the other room. He was around the same age as Harvey but had much lighter features. Shorter and stockier than my Stepdad, I'd always thought he was cute, but he had never seemed to notice me much.

"Do you think he'd go for it?"

"Look at you, Anna! If he's still got a dick he'll go for it." Harvey said.

I bit my lip and then smiled up at Harvey as his fingers continued to rub my pussy.

"OK. What do I do?"

"You can start by actually helping me find that whiskey, then give him his drink. The rest of it, I'm sure will come to you."

We eventually tracked down the whiskey, Harvey mixed three drinks with cola and ice cubes and sent me back into the living room with two of them. The alcoholic beverages tinkled as I walked and I saw Steve's eyes look over at me when I appeared, and I was gratified to see him give me a full-length scan. At last, he was noticing me!

I'd given my skirt a firm tug downwards before coming back, I was reasonably sure my slit was not visible to him. Reasonably.

"Here you go." I said, handing him his drink before sitting down next to him, much closer than I normally would have. I crossed my leg away from him, so he would be able to see the bare skin of my thigh basically all the way to ass level if he dipped his eyes.

"Cheers." I said and held out my glass.

"Heh. Cheers." He said and our glasses clinked. We each took a sip. "Sorry to be burdening you with all this. I didn't know where else to go, had to get this off my chest, you know?"

"It's OK, Steve, I understand." I placed my hand on his leg as I took another mouthful of my whiskey and cola. I saw him look at my hand, then up my leg and his throat moved as he swallowed nervously.

"Uh... where's Harvey?" He asked.

"He's gone to the deep freeze in the garage to get more ice." I responded.

"Oh. OK. Uh...how's school?"

"I'm out of school."

"Oh. How old are you now? Seventeen?"

"I'm eighteen."

"Wow, where did the time go? When did you do all that growing up?"

"While you weren't looking, I guess, but you can look now." I moved my hand marginally up his leg and took another sip while holding his gaze.

"What are you doing, Anna?" He asked.

"We, Harvey and I, just thought maybe I could help take your mind off things. I can see you want me, Steve. I want you too."

"But... my wife..."

I stood up and set my glass down on the coffee table then turned to face him standing between his legs.

"Does your soon-to-be-ex-wife have a body like this?" I asked as I pulled my top off over my head, exposing my large teen breasts encased in a black lacy bra, my nipples barely visible through the thinner parts of the cups.

"Holy fuck... she wishes." He breathed and took a huge gulp of his drink as if building up some courage. I bent over, my breasts held firmly in place partially by the supportive underwear and partially by their youthful perkiness and grabbed his glass from his hand placing it beside mine on the coffee table.

I picked up his hands and placed them on my slim and taught navel, Steve's mouth opened, and he took a deep breath in and out.

"How mad would your wife be if she knew you went straight out and fucked a willing teenager after all that shit, she said to you tonight?"

"She'd be fuming." Steve said, quietly.

"Don't you want to use my body, Steve? Cum all over me? Forget about that stupid bitch?"

"Yes."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"Is Harvey..."

"It was his idea. He's going to fuck me too."

Steve processed the information I had imparted, and I saw the realization slowly washing over his face. He was being given an amazing gift from his friend, a beautiful young girl blossoming into a woman, to use as he pleased.

He looked up at me and his lust was apparent. I stepped up on to the couch, one foot on either side of him. From that angle I knew he couldn't miss the fact that I wasn't wearing any panties under my skirt, his face was only inches away from my tight wet slit.

"Lick me." I said and pulled his head towards my snatch, too long deprived of proper attention.

His lips pressed against my pussy, and I felt his tongue snake into my vagina, pushing as deep as it could. His tongue was incredibly long and penetrated me more than I thought would be possible. It felt like a warm, wet finger inside me, and I sighed in pleasure, it was so good to have a man inside me again.

His hands cupped my ass cheeks keeping his face firmly planted on my pussy as his tongue darted in and out of my teen slit. I'd been teased by Harvey's presence for weeks, and we'd been so close to fucking earlier that evening that I felt my first orgasm approaching quickly, like a caged beast that desperately needed to be released.

When Steve's tongue slipped out of my pussy and began concentrating on my clit I knew I wouldn't last very long. The pleasure built and built until I was rocking my hips, grinding my pussy on his face, and still he kept his rhythm on my pussy. Flashes of light appeared before my eyes and I felt my legs begin to shake, threatening to collapse and detach my pussy from the amazing tongue of my Daddy's friend.

I couldn't bear the thought and through some force of willpower managed to remain standing long enough to ride out my orgasm, moaning over the wet sounds of Steve lapping at me. Finally, my immediate need temporarily satiated, I sank down to my knees, straddling him. I kissed him deeply, tasting my pussy juices on his tongue, as I swirled my own around and around it in his mouth.

At some stage, Harvey had re-entered the room. I turned to smile breathlessly at him and saw that he had a small digital camera in his hand. That explained the flashes of light, I had thought it was all part of my orgasm.

"I thought it would be the icing on the cake to send Sharon some photos of you fucking a girl fifty million times hotter than her, Steve. I'll email them to you once I've edited out anything that could identify Anna.

"Fuck, that's a great idea." Steve said, his chin glistening with my juices.

"I'm full of them tonight. I've got one more too. Anna, could you lay down on the couch?"

"OK." I said, still basking in the glow of my orgasm.

I lay down on the couch, my legs draped over Steve's lap. He caressed them, running his hands up and down the inside of my thighs, occasionally brushing a finger or two over my pussy, causing me to shiver in delight.

Harvey undid my skirt and pulled it off leaving me wearing only my bra, but only for a few seconds. I arched my back and let him unclasp it, setting my heavy teen tits free. He rubbed at them gently, concentrating near the bottom, soothing them after their confinement just as I myself often would. Bras are so uncomfortable!

I writhed gently on the spot, savoring the feel of two hot older men caressing me at the same time. Six hands on my body if you counted my own, I was in heaven. After a while Harvey removed his hands from my tits, leaving my nipples erect and pointing straight up. He pulled something out of his pocket that I recognized as a black felt pen. I looked at him quizzically but didn't resist as he wrote something on my flat and firm belly.

I couldn't make out the words by feel, but I knew when he drew an arrow pointing down at my pussy. I thought it was very strange at the time, but I just wanted to get Harvey's hands back on me, I craved his attention.

Harvey put the cap back on the pen and dropped it on the coffee table, narrowly missing landing in Steve's abandoned whiskey and cola. Next, he started undressing and I watched him lustily. First his shirt came off and I surveyed his muscular torso, with its familiar light dusting of chest hair, next came his pants and boxers, using the same swift motion that had exposed him to me earlier.

My eyes were fixated on the cock that had been at the entrance to my pussy about an hour previously. My body yearned to take it inside me again, almost propelling me off the couch in a frontal assault of my Step-Father, but I managed to restrain myself, instead distracting myself with concentrating on Steve's hands, which had not stopped tracing their patterns on my inner thighs and between my legs.

Harvey came over to the couch and sat just above me before gently lifting me up and shuffling underneath, so my head was resting in his lap. From my close up perspective his cock towered above me and I was suddenly unaware of Steve's hands again.

I turned towards him and raised my head towards the tip of his cock, keeping my eyes locked on his, staring at him as I slid his hard dick over my soft lips and into my hot mouth. Harvey groaned as I sucked at his cock, running my tongue around the ridge, bobbing up and down then repeating the swirling of my tongue, building up a steady rhythm. I loved the feeling of having him in my mouth, knowing that if I kept it up, I would be rewarded with the taste of his sperm directly on my tongue.

From under my legs I felt Steve stand up, presumably to undress himself. It turned out I was right, but for the time being I kept my eyes fixed on Harvey's face. I wanted to make sure he was watching me, seeing what a good blowjob his stepdaughter was giving him. I also wanted to see how close I was getting him to cumming, bringing him to the brink of release time and time again, then backing off.

A few minutes beforehand I would have shoved that fat cock straight into my pussy and ridden it hard, but since I'd had the release of my first orgasm, I wanted to prolong the experience, make him build up a huge load for me, make him remember it forever.

I felt a newly naked Steve grab my legs, flipping me on to my back again, and causing Harvey's dick to pop out of my mouth. I pouted briefly until I saw Steve approaching my pussy with his dick in one hand and the retrieved digital camera in the other. He stuck the head of his hard member just inside the entrance to my vagina and then focused the camera. The flash followed a few times as he got the shots he wanted, then he put the camera down on the coffee table again.

Steve pushed forward with his hips, driving himself into my tight teen cunt. He pushed in halfway, pulled out and then slammed himself home. I let out a sharp yell of pleasure, my pussy gripping him as tight as I could clench.

"Oh fuck, I haven't felt anything like this in so long." Steve said, withdrawing himself almost completely, then thrusting forward again, his movement punctuated by a slapping sound as his balls hit my ass. Harvey shifted out from underneath me and knelt on the floor beside my head so he could get his cock into my mouth again.

I pulled it towards my face and sucked it enthusiastically trying my best to get into a rhythm with Steve's thrusts, which shook my body and caused my large breasts to wobble up and down. Harvey reached down and squeezed each of my breasts in turn, going back and forth between them as if he couldn't make up his mind which one he liked the best.

Steve picked up the speed of his thrusts, and whichever breast Harvey wasn't kneading at the time shook up and down at a furious pace. It almost hurt, so I grabbed my own tits to keep them relatively still, continuing to move my head up and down on Harvey's cock with no help from my hands anymore.

I felt like I was the luckiest girl in the world, the first and second cocks I had ever seen in real life were inside my body at the same time and Steve was almost as good at fucking as Harvey was. Steve began to rub at my clit with one thumb as he thrust his erection into my tight pussy and I moaned around Harvey's cock in appreciation, feeling the first stirrings of my second orgasm building.