A Man’s Right Excerpt [free use] [inces] [mf]

Meredith eased the family Suburban into the left lane of the freeway and activated cruise control. On her way back home from the gym, she felt energized. However, between thinking about her father’s cock and her mother’s mature figure, her body was crying out, her panties wet all morning. Even after a full-body workout, she couldn’t get the thought of her parents fucking out of her mind.

Her phone, attached to the car Bluetooth, rung, taking her out of her reverie. It was Stephanie, her best friend since pre-K.

“Hey, Steph, what’s up?” Meredith answered.

“Hey, Mer. Not much. Just wanted to chat for a bit … You free?”

“On the freeway, but I’ve got a little bit of time.”

“Sweet.” Stephanie’s voice was hesitant.

“You ok, Steph?”

“No, no, it’s nothing. I mean …” Meredith could hear the heavy exhale from her end.

“Steph. Are you ok?”

“Meredith, you’re my best friend in the world, you know that right?”

“Of course. And you to me. Always.”

A pause. “If I asked you to keep a secret, would you ever tell anyone?”

“Hey, no one knows who your first kiss was, and I’m not going to let the NSA know by reminding you over the phone,” Meredith joked. Or how it made me feel to be your first, she thought.

Stephanie laughed softly. Her voice eased on the other side at her response. “You know the Man’s Right Act they passed a few days ago?”

Meredith took in a sharp breath and licked her lips. An image of her father’s cock jolting and releasing cum onto her face flashed in her mind. “Yea. What about it?”

A longer pause now. Meredith’s grip on the steering wheel tightened in anticipation.

“I just got fucked by my mom with a strap-on, Meredith … And it felt sooo good.”

“Whoa.” Meredith bit her lower lip. Her mind was filled with images of Mrs. Park pounding into her daughter’s tight hole.

“Yea.”

“How did-how did that happen?”

“We started talking about the Act when it first came out. My dad was against it, actually, and my mom seemed to be too … but then, this morning, she came into my room with this eight-inch, purple strap-on and just looked at me. I still can’t believe it, Mer. We fucked for hours in my room. I don’t think I’ve ever had a better orgasm.”

Meredith held back a moan as she pressed her legs together.

Stephanie continued. “I-I don’t expect you to say anything. I just didn’t know who else to tell.”

“No, no, it’s ok.”

“It is?”

“Yea. It’s legal, right?”

“Yea, I guess it is,” Stephanie said; though she sounded unsure.

“And you liked it, right?”

“Yea.” Stephanie sounded as if she was remembering that morning right there.

“Then it’s all good. It’s just new is all.”

“You’re right. Thanks for listening, Mer. You always know how to make me feel better.”

“Don’t even mention it. You’ve always done the same for me.”

“You’re still the best.”

“You know it.” Meredith released cruise control and took the exit towards her house. “I’m almost home, Steph. I’ll text you later, ‘kay?”

“Sure thing. Thanks, again. Bye, Mer.”

“Bye, Steph.”

The call ended, and Meredith was left to her thoughts as she pulled into the family driveway. She cupped her hand between her legs and moaned. Fuck, she thought to herself.

 

David signed off from the conference call with his colleagues at work. He was done for the day; his team had been given their assignments, and his presentation for next week was prepped. He stretched his arms behind his head and stood up. Years of military discipline had made him comfortable in wearing professional dress at home; his navy slacks and white shirt creased to perfection.

 Then he saw Meredith stride past his office doorway. As he walked over to the doorway, he saw her head upstairs; her boobs bouncing in the crop-top he’d selected for her to wear that day. He knew Todd had made sure Victoria knew what her house-wear was to be from now on as well. He also knew that she’d given their son the blowjob of his life by the sloppy sound of lips slickening cock he’d heard from the morning. At the thought of Victoria in their younger days again, he became hard. His hand was already unbuttoning his shirt as he went upstairs.

He knocked on Meredith’s door before opening it. His eyes were hit by the gentle blue tones of her furniture and decorations. She was in the shower by the sound of rushing water from the bathroom.

David unbuckled his belt and slid out of his slacks. He folded them neatly and placed them on Meredith’s dresser. He couldn’t wait any more; his cock felt like iron against his thigh. A warm, pleasant mist welcomed him as he opened the bathroom door.

“Daddy?” Meredith said through the shower’s glass door. She turned off the water and opened the glass door. Peering through, her hair was slicked back from the water, and her face was flushed from the warm water.

He lifted her chin with the nook of his index finger’s first knuckle and kissed her lovingly. She reacted in shock at first, but quickly relaxed. Her hand fumbled with the shower knob. The water turned off.

David played with his baby girl’s breasts as she kissed him back. “Daddy,” she said breathily, almost pleading.

One hand on the back of her neck and the other helping her out of the shower, they remained embraced by their tongues. David unbuttoned his shirt and threw it through the bathroom door, onto the floor. The sight of Meredith’s shaved pussy and the steamy bathroom made his body hot.

Meredith felt the rippling muscles on her father’s chest as her hands went down it. She had to stand on her tip toes to reach his mouth. “Tell me what you want, Daddy; I’ll do it.” She fingered the waistband of his briefs and pressed herself against him.

“Make Daddy cum with your mouth, Sweetie,” David commanded.

Meredith continued to massage David’s upper body as she began to leave a trail of kisses down towards his briefs. She knelt down, pulled his briefs off, and grabbed his cock as it stood stiff in the air. Simultaneously tugging at the shaft, she took in the tip with her mouth and sucked on it. It barely fit; it was so girthy. She wondered how her mother did it, and at the thought of her mother sucking her father’s cock, she couldn’t hold back any more and stuck her fingers inside herself. She twitched her hips while bobbing her head up and down on his cock shaft.

“Mmmm, that’s it, Sweetie. Fuck,” David said, looking her in her blue eyes.

Meredith slurped on the head of his cock, her tongue circling the crown. Her hand slid down his shaft and fondled his balls. At another moan from him, she sucked hard on his tip, eliciting another, deeper moan from him. She had already been wet from the shower, but now, she was wet from her own moisture. Her own moans, brought upon by the finger-fucking she was giving herself, vibrated onto his cock head as she built up tension within herself. She alternated licking up and down her father’s shaft and enveloping the tip in her mouth.

“I’m gonna cum, Sweetie,” he said as he took hold of her head. With his strong hands, he guided her to the pace he wanted, the pace he needed.

It made her reach deeper inside herself and go faster there, too. Then, suddenly, the back of her throat filled with his cum as he thrusted his pelvis at her waiting mouth. She moaned and climbed towards her own orgasm as David shuddered out the last of his cum into her throat.

Meredith swallowed and stood up. Her father the maneuvered her up against the wall and began to play with her clit while she continued to finger herself.

“Aww, Daddy,” she whimpered at the sensation. A pulse radiated up her body from the touch as the mountain of internal pressure from her fingering reached it’s peak. She shook and came, her hips thrusting on their own from her climax.

She was panting when she let herself fall into her father’s waiting arms. He kissed her on the forehead and massaged her back as she settled from the last spasms of her orgasm.

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