Kia let the warm shower wash over her. Her morning time with her brother Nicky was fullfilling, and she should probably let well enough alone, but she might as well let things happen as they will, and at least go downstairs and say good morning to her mom and dad.
She had always been considered the pretty one in the family. Growing up in this house with her brother and sister, it brought it all back. Her sister the smart one, her brother the athelete. She the natural beauty. The beauty contests, the cheerleading, the pretty dresses and skirts all the time. She never minded. She felt lucky to have been given her looks, and maybe it did make her a little vain, and able to take advantage of others on occasion, because like any beauty, she learned at any early age being young and pretty with a smile opens doors that are closed otherwise. Life comes naturally when you are the pretty one.
She dried off from the shower, and – not that she was going to try anything – and put on a skin tight tshirt, skipping the bra, and a short mini skirt – skipping the panties. Maybe a little light perfume behind her ears. All she was doing was dressing comfortably, nothing wrong with that, she told herself. that’s it.
She walked into the kitchen and her mom was standing at the stove. Just walk up behind her and give her a quick peck on the cheek, but then it was just as easy to put her arms around her mom while she was at it, and lightly cup her breasts from behind. And instead of the cheek she went more for her mothers ear, and let her lips linger a bit.
“Morning mom” she said, and with the second soft kiss, she could feel the heat rise from her mother’s neck. “Where’s dad?” while keeping her hands cupped to her mother’s breasts, and maybe a few small squeezes as well. Still, she thought. Just having a little fun with her. It doesn’t mean anything.
Her mother’s breathing deepening. “Your father is over in the barn in his shop and is working on his canoe”. Sounds just like dad, Kia, she thought. Always working on something. Always building something. She softly kissed her mother’s ear again, and lightly blew on it. If I was going to do it with mom, this was the way to do it, she decided. Warm her up a bit for later. She felt her mother stiffen, but not resisting. She kissed the ear again, then worked her way slowly and softly kissing down her neck, which was most definately warming up under her kisses. At the same time her fingers sought out her mother’s nipples, now easily found because she felt them harden under her grasp.
It’s working, she thought. Give her something to think about, then maybe I will come back later. She then turned her mother’s head around and gave her a soft kiss on her lips and said “I Think I will go out to the shop and say hello to him”. “Ok honey” her mother replied, with a slight gutteral gasp in her voice. Kia then turned around and walked out and didn’t look back, and she knew her mother was watching her as she walk away, her long legs. Good. Prey for later. Not that she would do anything, but now she was thinking she might.
She walked her way over to the barn and found her father sitting on a stool and hand sanding away at the side of his canoe. “How’s it going dad?” she said, and he turned around and smiled at her. “Pretty good kiddo, how are you?” The same warm blue eyes she remembered and fell in love with as a child. She inherited those same blue eyes. That same familiar mustache that used to tickle her nose when he kissed her good night a thousand times growing up. She wondered what it would feel like now to be tickled by that same mustache again.
“Don’t let me interrupt you” she said, and walked over to his tool bench and started looking at his tools, and began picking each one up at a time, the worn handles, and imagining the strong hands that used them over the decades. She could sense that he was walking over to her now, but she knew she didn’t need to turn around. Let him see her in her short skirt and wonder what was underneath. Let him see that she was not wearing a bra, and let him wonder how would he get her to turn around so that he could see her from the front. Let him figure that out.
Then she could feel him standing behind her. So close. He must have noticed her long bare legs. “Nice to see you again KiKi” he said, and before he could react, she quickly spun around, put her arms around him, and leaned up and kissed him on his chin and said “Nice to see you again too Daddy”. She put her head on his chest and held on tight, flooded memories of how she used to hold him when she was small. She felt his arms come up around her, and wrap themselves around her waist.
“I missed you Daddy” she said and she let her hands come up and cup the back of his head, and this time she kissed him on his neck. A nice soft kiss. Not even a suggestion. She let it linger. “I missed you too pumpkin” he said, and kept his arms around her, maybe pulling her a little closer. Daddy you have your arms around a young pretty woman, and willing, she thought. Her nipples hardened against him at that thought. Another kiss on his neck. Safe in his arms. She pulled his head down further and he let her. She knew that now. Another kiss on his neck, then his chin, then those lips. Softly. “Kiss me daddy” she said, and he did. She finally felt his mustache against her nose again after all these years. Then another soft kiss, then again.
Now toying with him. “Kiss me again daddy”. By the fourth kiss, she let her mouth open slightly. Another slight suggestion. By the fifth kiss, his mouth opened as well, and she allowed him to kiss her for real. “Oh Daddy” she said, and then they were kissing and his hands were moving up to her breasts, and she could feel him harden against her. “Oh Daddy”. And then it was her hands moved up inside of his shirt, running her fingers against his chest, and the kiss went on and on, that fifth long kiss, and then his hands were soon lifting her shirt up to fully bare her breasts. It was then she decided to let him have his way. Let him kiss her neck and then move down to her hardened nipples, sucking on each one. It felt so good, to let him take her. She wished she had milk in her breasts, so that she could feed it to him.
She reached down and began stroking his hardness on the outside of his jeans. “Kiss me again daddy”, stroking. “And again”. Stroking more. Toying with him. Guys are always so easy. He was getting really big and really hard now, and her tongue danced with his. “Again”. He was soon groaning
Then he was lifting her up, and his hands were on her ass, and she knew that he could then tell she was not wearing any panties under her short skirt. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and then, holding her up with just one arm, he reached down with the other and opened up the fly of his jeans and let himself out for her. How could he be so strong as to hold her up with one arm, she thought? His free hand now moved up to her pussy, and his fingers tested her slickness, and boy was she ready for him. Then, still holding her up with one arm, she felt his cock enter her, and she gasped. “Oh Daddy. Again”, and his lips were on her, their tongues deep inside each other, and his cock finally moved into her, finally. So big she could barely breathe.
“Fuck me daddy” she said, and she felt him lift her up and let her back down, and they fucked right there in the middle of his shop. His little girl riding her father’s cock. She felt her pussy being pushed open and he pushed harder and harder, again and again inside of her, and she lost herself in her desire for him, and all she could think of was wanting to feel him shooting his cum up inside of her. The biological imperative. Survival of the species. Get the man to come inside of you.
“Fuck me daddy”. “Fuck me”. She spurred him on. And then he was groaning, and she kept pace with him. Controlling the dance now. “Again”, and “Fuck me harder”. He moved faster, and she moving with him. And then finally it came, a final groan by him and she felt his throbbing cock, and the sperm shooting up inside of her, so strong, and it was as if her body was pulling all of that cum up inside of her. And she exploded in an orgasm with him as he came inside of her. And she closed her mouth on his, and kissed him as if it was all she had left to give him, as he gave all he had to her. She clung to him with her legs and arms around him. And even when he was done coming, father and daughter still clung to each other in the middle of the shop as if one, still kissing. The beast with two backs. She wrapped around him. He wrapped around her. The imperative satisfied, as if that were all that mattered.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nimo5a/spring_break_kia_decides_to_do_her_family_part_2
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