Emily Watson had fucking k n o w n that something was up with her sister Annie!! She just hadn't been able to figure out what. Not until she snuck up the stairs of the quiet house and heard her sister moan from behind the closed door of their parents bedroom.
"Please, daddy, deeper! Harder! Please, shove your cock inside your little girl till she breaks! Please, it hurts so good!."
And suddenly the weirdness of the last couple of days had been cleared up.
Emily rightly surmised that it must all have started with the peeking incident the day before yesterday. She had finally tricked her prim and proper baby sister to use the peeking hole of the shed by the lake to watch the boys change. Em had used that hole lots of times to spy on naked boys - sometimes her brothers, more often other young boys from the village - while rubbing her little pussy. But when Annie had used it, she had been caught by their father, and made to stay for some kind of punishment.
And since then, little miss Goody Twoshoes Watson had been acting strangely. Yesterday she had been all superfriendly and intensely self-conscious at the same time. A little strange, since she usually was so calmly confident in a smug, condescending little miss Perfect sort of way. But the real Twilight Zone had begun yesterday morning, when Em was sure she had almost caught their father coming out of the bathroom where Annie was showering. So fucking weird, what had he been doing in there? And then Annie had ignored her all day at school. Not that Emily minded much, like who wanted to hang with her lame sister anyway? But there had been something about the way Annie had acted that was weird. As if she had a secret she just couldn't stop thinking about.
And then there was tonight, when Annie had obviously tried to fake being ill, to avoid coming to aunt Jane's to meet the baby. Super weird. Annie always loved family gatherings, and, more importantly, always did what was expected of her. Unlike her mother, Emily was good at spotting lies and she knew Annie was making this illness shit up. But why?
It had bugged her all the way to aunt Jane's. Not that she had ever suspected anything like this, of course. Emily could come up with a thousand reasons why someone like herself would fake an illness to stay home, but very few for Annie. In the end, the mystery had been too much, and besides, she had started to get bored. Without telling her mother, Emily had just snuck out of her aunt's house when everyone was focused on the baby, and made her way back home as fast as she could.
When she came home and saw her father's briefcase, but didn't see him in the living room chair, where he was always parked at this time of night, Emily knew something was up with her father and her sister. But still, to say that she was shocked by the nasty shit her sister was screaming would be the understatement of the year. Emily even stumbled forward a little, knocking the door open. Fortunately - or whatever you wanted to call it - her father and sister were too preoccupied to notice before Emily had the door closed again.
What the holy FUCK was going on?!! She just couldn't believe it. Her sweet innocent, holier than thou baby sister, who never even looked at boys, was getting banged hard by their strict, by the book father. She was a virgin, for Christ's sakes! Emily k n e w she was a virgin! And her father. This was incest. And yet ...
It was fucking shocking, for sure, but also ... a little bit exciting. What had her father done to make her virgin sister moan like the happiest cock slut ever? Annie really was in some intense heat. Then she heard her father growl an order that she couldn't quite catch. But she heard her sister's frantic, needy response.
"Please, master, cover me in your hot cum. Please, shoot your potent seed all over your daughter. Everywhere, daddy, I want it everywhere. In my mouth, in my eyes, on my cheeks, on my breasts. And please, please, daddy, shoot some on my poor nasty pussy too."
Man, she was a slut!! Even Emily, who had done some seriously perverted shit in her young life, was surprised and a little impressed. But her emotions soon went somewhere else. What the fuck was going on?! I mean, really! She, Emily, had always been harassed and punished by her parents for not living by the rules and for every little fucking naughty thing she had done. Staying out too late - grounded. Getting suspended from school for being caught half-naked in a broom cupboard with an older boy - grounded and spanked. Always getting her life constricted and controlled by her fucking overbearing parents. While Annie, the little bitch, had always behaved perfectly, never caused a scene, always had good grades. And always, always, getting her parents approval and ... love. And even now, when her sister had suddenly turned into a filthy whore, fucking in her own house, on her parents' bed, she seemed to be in at least her father's very good graces.
Emily had worked herself up into an indignant frenzy and when she heard her father growl "Here it comes, slut!", she just had to do something about this insanely weird and unfair situation.
"What the FUCK are you two doing?!" Emily shouted, deciding it was time to enter the room and confront her father and sister.
The scene inside her parents' bedroom really justified the question. Her father and sister were by her parents' king size bed on the other side of the room. Annie was facing her angry sister, and was kneeling completely naked at her father's feet. She was absolutely covered in creamy semen. Thick strands and globs of cum were in her hair, covering her face, spilling out of her mouth, running down her tits, and - just as Emily stepped into the room - her father shot an enormous, messy load right on Annie's pussy, making it look as if at least three ordinary men had come full loads inside it.
Their father, meanwhile, was facing away from the door as it slammed open, but turned at the sound. Brad Watson was still fully dressed, in his work suit and tie. Well, apart from one part of his body. Judging by what she heard, Emily had been prepared for a strange scene when she entered, and for seeing her sister and father in a new light, so to speak. But, of course, nothing could have prepared her for seeing her father's elephant cock for the first time. Emily had seen more than her share of cocks in her young life: small, medium and at least one really large, on a guy she had given a blow job at a gas station a couple of years ago. But that guy's dick was a fucking pencil compared to the monster that was jutting out of her daddy's suit pants. Her father's cock seemed to be almost a foot long, even as it was starting to lose its erection after having covered her sister in cum. It was uncircumcised, thick and heavy, like a club, like a weapon that showed no mercy. It was resting on an enormous set of balls that, despite just having been emptied, seemed to still be positively bursting with gallons more of thick baby making sauce.
Emily stopped in her tracks when the beastly phallus swung around to face her. Her angry shouts turned into a confused mumble, as she stared transfixed at the monster cock.
"What the fuck i s that?"
In an instant Brad realised what his older daughter's appearance might mean for him, for Annie and for the rest of the family. Emily's hesitation at the sight of his cock gave him a second, maybe two to decide what to do. In the end, it wasn't difficult. There was a huge gamble to be made, but it seemed to him both the smart thing and the right thing to do.
"Emily, close the door and shut up!"
His voice was like a whip, aimed at uncertainty, stripping away rebellion. For a few tense moments the destiny of the Watson family hung in the balance. Brad could feel his heart beating. Emily started moving. Was she going to run for it, screaming at the top of her lungs? She turned around.
And closed the door. Then she turned back to face her father, but her eyes immediately returned to his thick member. Brad allowed himself the briefest of smiles, but no sight of relief yet.
"Emily, young ladies do not enter their parents' bedroom without knocking. Nor do they curse, or question their father. You have behaved very badly and will have to be punished."
Emily was so fucking confused. SHE had just caught her father committing fucking INCEST with her sister. He had obviously at least masturbated and cum all over his daughter using the largest fucking cock Emily had ever seen, but possibly also raped her, massacring her pussy with the bestial instrument sticking out obscenely through his pants. And yet HE was telling HER she had behaved badly ...?! Some ridiculous shit about not knocking? It seemed completely absurd, didn't it? Yet, Emily found it was hard, so hard, to think straight and focus on the crimes of her father when he waved that beautiful monster cock in front of her. It was so long, and thick, and powerful, and obviously so brimming full of creamy, tasty man cum.
Emily just loved cum. She sometimes felt a little ashamed about it, but she had been with guys - even really unattractive guys - just to get their cum. She loved cum on her tits, in her face, in her pussy, but above all she l o v e d to drink it. When guys came a lot in her mouth, when they shot spurt after spurt after spurt down her throat, she would come just from that feeling. The taste was great, but it was mainly the sensuous feeling that creamed her pussy.
