8 comments/ 59130 views/ 51 favorites The Woman of the House Ch. 01 By: BrysonCooke I step in to the shower in my room. As the hot water cascades down over me, I replay the interaction between me and my dad. It happened this morning as I was getting ready to leave for school. I was wearing a very short skirt and top that showed off my mid-drift with low cleavage. And my matching heels, of course. I was looking pretty cute. I was 19 and in my senior year of high school. Again. I failed the first attempt. But I only went because it was something to do during the day. He had stopped me in the kitchen, "Brittany, are you wearing that to school?" he asked. "Yes, why?" I said defensively. "Any guy that sees you in that will only be thinking of one thing and...," his voice trailed off. "And what?" I asked. "And they shouldn't be thinking those thoughts about you," he said gruffly to me and he turned around and left abruptly. My dad, Stephen, is so funny. He thinks I care about what boys at my school think... or want... they are little children. I see them in the halls pushing and kicking each other like children. That is so not attractive. I know all the boys want me. I am cute and I know it but I will never give it up to them. I want a man. A real man. Not a boy. Someone who knows what they are doing. I wouldn't even mind if he was as old as my dad. My dad still had it going on. He was handsome, kept his body in shape at the gym, and I could tell he was large (you know where) when I saw him in his boxer briefs. Someone caring like him. Better yet, someone who would appreciate and worship the body of a young hot teenager. Just thinking about an older guy makes my want to play with myself. I step out of the shower quickly dry off and head into my bedroom. I leave my door ajar a little bit so I can hear when my dad gets home. I certainly don't want him barging in on me while I am masturbating. That would be...funny? It might be embarrassing, but I'm not sure. Maybe I want to be seen. It wouldn't be the first time. I've masturbated on webcam for a boy I was seeing before. I watched him masturbate and we both got off on camera. It was hot, yet not very satisfying. I wanted more. I lay down on my bed, completely naked, and start playing with my nipples...wishing they were being sucked my an older man's warm mouth. I had pretty breasts. I was a B cup and very perky. My nipples were small and stuck out a little bit. They were usually hard too. I always had to wear a bra or you could see my erect nipples through my shirts. An image of my dad kept coming to mind and I tried shaking it off and thinking of someone else. I decided to watch myself in the full length mirror that is on the wall at the foot of my bed. With my door ajar I can see down the hall if anyone is coming. My hands make their way to my pussy which is already warm and wet. A chill runs through me as I start rubbing my clit. It feels soooo good and it makes me wonder what it would be like to have a man lick my pussy? Would I like the way it feels? What if he had a beard like my dad? Would it tickle like when he kisses me on the cheek? A picture of my dad eating my pussy was now stuck in my head. For some reason it wasn't really bothering me though. I kinda liked it. A lot. The thought of something so...taboo...made me a little wetter. A sudden thrill rushes through me as I continue to think of my dad and I couldn't help it...I wanted nothing but his face buried between my legs. I continued rubbing my pussy and thinking of my dad. This was making me so hot I could feel my pussy juices dripping down to my ass. I could feel an orgasm building slowly. It felt so good I couldn't wait to cum.. And then it happened. I heard my dad come in the house! "Shit!" I said out loud. I was feeling so good and I didn't want to stop. Hopefully he would just go to his room and call my mom like he usually does. I closed my eyes and continued to rub my clit with one hand and play with my tits with the other, pulling on my nipples and squeezing firmly. I imagined my dad's big warm hands all over my body. A moan escaped me and I opened my eyes a bit. In the mirror I can see my dad standing in the hallway listening. "Fuck it," I think to myself. "I'm not doing anything wrong. Maybe if he hears what I am doing he will go away and give me some fucking privacy. I think." So I moan a little more, no longer trying to keep quiet... "Mmm yeah... mmmm" My pussy is so wet it makes a slopping sound as I start fingering my pussy and wishing I was being fucked. The problem is, I wish it was my dad was fucking me. And then it escapes. The words I wanted to say out loud actually came out of my mouth, "Mmm mmm yes, daddy fuck me!" I moaned. I was so wrapped up in my little fantasy and wanting to cum I almost forgot about my dad being in the hallway. When I opened my eyes to peek to see if he went away I was startled to see that he had moved closer to my door and was watching me in the mirror. My adrenaline pumped through my veins and my face went white. "What do I do?" raced through my mind. I didn't attempt to cover myself. I didn't attempt to move my hand from my pussy. I just slowly looked up, in to his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes. He stared back at me. Silently, with no expression. This sent a warm rush over my entire body and I thought I was going to cum right then. I began to rub my clit faster and harder. I didn't care anymore. I wanted this. It felt so good. I needed to cum soon and then I said the words again, knowing he could hear me and see me say the words, "Mmm yes daddy yes... fuck my pussy" I said as I fingered myself. I ventured another peek and was shocked to see now that my dad had his dick out and it was hard. And large. Holy shit! He was huge compared to the boys I'd seen and played with. I watched him through mostly closed eyes so he wouldn't know I was watching. He started stroking it really fast. This sent me into an entirely new realm of being turned on. I have never felt this before. I was hot and sweaty and breathless. I couldn't believe it. I was actually rubbing my pussy while my dad watched and stroked his cock! It was more than I could take, "YES daddy like that," I moaned as my fingers fucked my pussy furiously, "Faster, faster," I said and his strokes got faster. "Mmmmm yes daddy yes... fuck me hard" I could feel my orgasm building, "Make me cum daddy!! Make me cum...please daddy, please!" I watched my dad through slitted eyes as he pumped furiously. Then I heard a grunt and saw his load shoot across my doorway. I could actually see the semen flying out of his huge cock. It was more than I could take and my body was racked with the most intense orgasm I had ever had "OH Dadddddddyyy," I moaned as I came. My body convulsed as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. When I opened my eyes I could see my dad making his way back down the hall to his room. I had no idea what he was thinking, but one thing I knew for sure was that he enjoyed that voyeurism as much as I did. I quickly dressed in panties and a t-shirt and checked my hair in the mirror. What a mess I was. No makeup. My hair was still wet. And then I realized I was checking myself like I would for a boy just to go say hi to my dad. I had to say something. This was slightly embarrassing, but I wanted to check on him. I cared about my daddy so much and I didn't want anything to come between us. In fact, I wanted us to open up about this since it felt so good. I walked down the hall to his room to check on him and heard a soft noise. It sounded like he was crying as I approached his room. "Daddy?" I asked. "Are you ok?" "Now's not a good time, Brit," he replied. He was sitting on the edge of his bed holding his head in his hands. I couldn't see his face but I could tell he was upset. "It's ok Daddy. It's ok that you saw me in the mirror. I didn't mind," I told him. "Can I come in?" I walked over to him and kneeled down between his legs and asked, "Are you mad at me daddy?" He looked up at me and all I could see was confusion and guilt in his pretty eyes. I could also smell his manly musk emanating from between his legs and I didn't know which pulled at me more. It was either the concern for my daddy being upset or the tingling going on between my legs. As he sat there in his boxers, I stared at his muscular thighs and I started to wonder, "What it would feel like to have those thighs pumping my daddy's big dick into me?" I stared at him looking for some sort of an answer. "No baby, I am not mad at you. Of course not! I'm just mad at myself." "Why, daddy?" I said with a soft voice and the cutest frown I could make. Kneeling between his legs was driving me crazy. If I had to pick a favorite sexual position, I guess it would be on my knees at this point. As his silence stretched on I sat there kneeling between his legs engulfed in the smell of him and I was becoming increasingly aroused. "Don't be mad daddy. Listen. I love you and I liked you watching me. Is that so bad?" I looked up at him smiling. "You looked happy I want you to be happy. Did you like watching me?" "Princess. Brittany. You don't understand. What I did wasn't right. I did like it. I did and that's the goddamn problem! I shouldn't fucking like watching you, you are my daughter its NOT right!" he started to raise his voice. He was visibly angry and shaking a little. "But you love me right?" I begged and whimpered. "Yes. You are my baby and always have been. You're my good girl and I love you very much," he said getting choked up with emotion. He cradled my face in his hands and kissed the top of my head. "I'd do anything for you. I'd die for you," he said. That was all I needed to know. I wanted to be this man's wife. I wanted him with every piece of me. "Well I love you, too, and I want you to be happy. You haven't been happy since that bitch "mom" left." I began to raise my voice and be forceful with him. "Stephen. Listen to me. I am the woman of the house now its my job to fucking take care of you, goddamn it. I WANT to take care of you!" I was feeling so much emotion. I had slight tears in my eyes. I forcefully put my hands on his thighs and began to rub in small circles. I continued, now softly, "Daddy I am a big girl now and I neeeed to take care of you..." I put my lips to his thigh and kissed him softly. I looked up into his eyes and said "I love you, daddy," and I continued kissing and caressing his thighs. I could see the bulge in his boxers growing. Since he wasn't moving, I listened. His breath was shallow and quiet. He was quiet. I decided to be bold. He was acting like a baby and I was getting tired of this. My pussy was on fire. I put my mouth to his hard bulge and began kissing him through his boxers. He immediately let out a throaty moan. His smell was fucking enticing and it made my pussy tingle. I continued to softly kiss his throbbing hard on until the fabric was soaked with a mix of my saliva and his pre-cum. His eyes were closed and his breathing picked up. I decided to be even more bold. It was time to take care of my daddy. I tugged and pulled his boxers down freeing his hard, massive dick in my face. Holy fuck it was bigger in person. "Oh god no, what am I doing?!" he moaned and layed back on the bed. I had never tasted a man before. I thought to myself, "I am SO glad my daddy's dick is the first one I have had." "Daddy, am I your good girl?" I asked as I ever so slowly and gently wrapped my lips around his penis. "God yes sweetheart, what are you doing to me?" he moaned. It almost sounded like a painful pleasure in his voice. I took the head of his cock between my lips and began to circle my tongue around the head over and over. I'd watched lots of videos and practiced on my dildo so I was pretty confident in this action. My god. I was giving my daddy a blowjob. I remembered that boys love to look at tits and I have fabulous tits so I wanted to show them off. I let daddy's dick slip from my mouth and licked my lips. "Look at me daddy," I demanded. He looked up and me and stared in to my eyes. I stood and took off my shirt letting him get a good look. Then I slipped out of my panties and threw everything to the side. Including my inhibitions. This hunk of a man was mine. All mine. "I want you to cum in my mouth daddy. Now." I demanded. I grabbed him by the hands and pulled him into a standing position. "Baby no. Let's stop this now," he protested. "Just shut the fuck up daddy," I rolled my eyes at him. "Like I said, I'm the woman of the house now and you're the man of the house, so start acting like it." He stared at me in shock and with that I knelt down to my knees and positioned my face right in front of his still erect cock. I took him in my mouth and slid him past the head this time. I let him slip in almost all the way to the back of my throat, my tongue caressing his soft velvet skin. I began to move my head back and forth, sliding him in and out. I grabbed his hips and pulled in and pushed back. I wanted him to fuck my face. I wanted him to use me as much as he wanted. It must have been too much for him because all of a sudden I looked up and him and smiled as much as I could and he looked at me and started moaning loudly. "BABY...STOP OR I'LL CUM..." he shouted. No. Fucking. Way. I was not about to stop the first load of cum I swallowed. I heard lots of girls didn't like the taste and wouldn't swallow. I figured, this is my daddy. I'll do what the porn stars do. Swallow. "Mmmhhmmhhmm," I mumbled and shook my head yes at him. His head went back and he groaned loudly. Then I felt warm splashes of salty tasting liquid at the back of my throat and on my tongue. I swallowed quickly and coughed a little. Then I coughed more. Then his cum kept coming and it splashed on my lips and chin. I just sat there as he calmed from his orgasm thinking I was hotter that ANY porn star. Except for the coughing fit. So I choked a little. We had so much time to practice that again. The Woman of the House Ch. 02 My dad was drunk with lust by this point. Maybe even more than I was. I could see a look in in his eyes that I hadn't ever seen before. Sexual hunger. He smiled, finally. He pulled me to my feet and kissed me like he had never kissed me before. Full, on the mouth with passion and hunger. He hugged me tight and squeezed my ass firmly, pulling me tight against him and I realized he was still hard. Holy shit he's a machine I thought to myself. We were suddenly interrupted. The doorbell rang. My dad had a panicked look on his face. I smiled at him and whispered, "Don't worry, it's our little secret." I reached down and picked up my t-shirt and pulled it on. I then put my panties on and went downstairs to answer the door. By the time I got to the door my panties were soaked with my dripping pussy juices. I opened the door and there was my beautiful friend Ella. "Hi!" I said as she brushed past me coming inside. "Hi back at ya, and by the way, put on a bra," she laughed, "I can't be distracted by your hard nipples. I need to talk to you." Being in a turned on state and knowing my hot friend was looking at my nipples gave me a surprisingly new sensation. And more wetness. I laughed and said, "I can't help it! They're always hard! Be right back." I ran upstairs threw on a bra, fresh panties and shorts. Then I remembered daddy. Picking up my wet panties I walked out of my room. "I'll be down in a minute!" I called downstairs. I opened my dad's bedroom door calling softly to him, "Daddy?" He was laying on the bed with a huge hard on. Yum. I wanted more. "What are you doing," I asked. "Waiting for you Brit," he said and a sexy smile crossed his face. "Ella is here," I told him. All of a sudden an evil, sexy thought crossed my mind. If Ella only knew how hot and sexy Daddy was, she'd be so jealous. In fact, it might even be hot to watch her and him. In double fact, it might be hot to taste some of Ella myself, I thought. Ella and I had kissed once at a party, on a dare, and it made me so wet. I wanted to do it again. But then again, my hormones were raging at the moment. "Tell her she can join us DADDY!!" I blurted out, exasperated. "No way! I'm still on the edge about even doing these things with you and you want me to include a friend of yours? Holy crap Brittany," he sounded frustrated. "You are all mine!" I approached the bed and laid down next to him. I took my wet panties and put them to his face. I decided to play dirty. I would get what I wanted. Daddy was in my control. "See how wet you make me daddy," I said. "Things could get so much more heavenly for you if you just give me what I want..." I trailed off. He grabbed my hand pressing my panties to his face and inhaled deeply. I took my panties from his face and began stroking his hard dick with my wet panties. "Brittany!" I heard Ella yell from downstairs. "Wait for me daddy," I said. I got up and went to the door and as I looked back I saw my daddy stroking his huge dick with my little wet panties. I smiled. I decided to hang out with Ella and leave Daddy to suffer alone. For a short time. As Ella talked incessantly about her boyfriend and complained how he didn't pay attention to her, all I could think about was my daddy upstairs. I knew he still had his hard dick in hand. My fresh panties were not so fresh anymore and even the bra couldn't hide my rock hard nipples. I was blushing. Ella asked if I was even listening to her. She broke my reverie. "Yes, girl. I am listening. I'm sorry, my dad is sick upstairs and I really need to take care of him. Let me go check on him real quick," I said rushing upstairs. I hear Ella sigh in frustration. Upon opening the door of his bedroom, I didn't see Daddy. I heard the shower, "He must be cleaning up for me," I thought to myself and giggled. I turned to go back to Ella and from the top of the stairs I saw her playing with her nipples through her shirt. She had her eyes partially closed and was kneading and squeezing her breasts and pulling on her nipples. Wow. I wanted to see more as I slowly stepped down the stairs, watching her. She must have heard my footsteps because she suddenly sat up and straightened out her shirt. She wasn't looking up at me, maybe out of embarrassment. "Whatchya doin'" I sarcastically asked. "Just waiting for you," she replied with a smartass look back. "It looked like fun whatever you were doing," I said bluntly. I wasn't holding anything back. I wanted a piece of Ella. "Sorry, you must have seen me. I have just been so horny lately and my boyfriend is useless. Usually boys want it, but this guy, not so much," she confessed. "I need a real man. Someone that will take care of my needs," she whined. "I know exactly what you mean," I blushed, knowing I had finally found mine. "Like your dad," she suddenly said. "He's hot. And single," she giggled. "You like my daddy," I raised an eyebrow asking. "Well if I must confess, I'd fuck the shit out of your dad," she blushed. "Interesting," I replied. "Is that bad to say?" she asked. "Not at all. In fact, I get it. I know the feeling," I confessed to her. "Would you?" she quietly asked. "Would I what?" I asked back. "Would you ever...uh...do your dad?" she blushed bright red. I hesitated. I didn't know how to answer. "Yes," I blurted out. "I'd fuck him." She smiled, still blushing. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and said, "I better go. Wanna do something tonight?" "Come back tonight at 7:00," I told her. "We'll hang out with daddy and torture him. Dress sexy." She smiled and nodded her head in agreement. I couldn't believe it. It was all set up for tonight. I couldn't rush her out the door fast enough. As soon as the door was closed, I dashed upstairs to my dads room. I stepped in the room and he wasn't on the bed. "Dad?" Suddenly he picked me up from behind, holding me tightly. He kissed me deeply as I wrapped my legs around his waist and he took me to the bed and laid me down. He kissed me passionately. He then took my bottom lip in his mouth and sucked it gently sending warm flashed downs my spine. He moved to my neck, kissing sucking and gently biting. "Mmmm daddy, that feels good," I moaned. He kissed down to my tits, circling my hard nipples with his tongue. His tongue was taking turns, paying equal attention to each of my perky tits. Sucking one nipple, then the other, starting out softly and sucking harder as he switched back and forth. Feeling my dads warm mouth on my tits was exhilarating. Amazing. His hands explored my body up and down my thighs inside and out. "Daddy?" I interrupted him. "Yes baby?" he replied. "Ella is coming back tonight at 7:00 to spend time with us," I informed him. "I want you to be sweet to her." "Okay sweetheart," he said. "We can watch a movie or something." "Daddy. Stop kissing me for a second," I laughed. I couldn't concentrate from his onslaught. "I want to have a more exciting time than watching a movie. Get a couple of bottles of wine for us girls," I demanded. He looked up at me surprised. "You want to drink?" he asked. "Like I told you, I'm the woman of the house and I'm partially in charge now. I want to let loose tonight and I want you to let go too. So get us the wine and enjoy yourself tonight," I told him. He hesitated to answer. "Only if Ella stays," he said. "I don't want her drinking and driving." I agreed. We then agreed to take a break so he could go in to work briefly and then get the wine. I was going to do a personal makeover and look the sexiest I could manage for him. And her. By 6:00 I had showered again, cleaning myself thoroughly everywhere, and was dressed in a mini-skirt with no panties. My sleeveless top matched and I decided to go without a bra. If it turned Ella on, even better. My makeup was impeccable. Dark eyes and bright, cherry red lipstick. I laughed to myself, sure I looked like I was going out to a club with this outfit and my heels, but I was kinda going to a party. Downstairs my daddy had put on some music and chilled the wine. I think he got something else to drink, but I wasn't sure. We had just exchanged smiles and kisses in passing as we both got ready. He seemed more relaxed this evening. He seemed to have let go of his inhibitions. I think he had a couple of drinks during the afternoon, but if it helped him, I was all for it. I heard the doorbell and looked at the clock. It was 6:53 already. That must be my Ella. I start down the stairs and find Daddy saying hi to Ella and showing her in. "Hey girl," I greeted her as she came in. "Hey sexy! Wow, you look good!" she replied. "Thanks!" I winked at her. She looked good too. She was wearing the tightest jeans I could imagine and an even tighter shirt showing off her gorgeous breasts. I gave her a big hug and a lingering kiss on the cheek as I smiled into her eyes. Daddy was just standing there staring at us like a dork. "Daddy, will you get us thirsty girls something to drink?" I asked with my cutest innocent voice. He smiled and nodded and headed off to the kitchen, "Sure thing girls." Ella and I sit on the couch listening the music and chatting when my dad brings three wine glasses back in. "I'll be right back," he says after he hands them to us. I look at him in curiosity as to what he's doing. "So what were we saying about my dad that you liked?" I giggled at Ella. She blushed immediately, "I don't know, he's just sexy for his age. I know he's not that old, and it's obvious he takes care of himself." "Would you really, actually, fuck him?" I wanted to know. "Well, I...seriously? Sure, I guess I would," she stammered. "Then we should," I blurted out. "We?!" her eyes popped wide open as her jaw dropped. "Fuck yeah, let's do it!" I giggled. "But...he's your father," she said slowly. "Look, open your mind girl. This could be fun." I said with a grin. "You're a crazy bitch," she giggled. Then she stopped. She shakes her head and lowers it a little. "What's wrong?" I ask. "My boyfriend. He's been texting me to come see him and says he has a special surprise for me. I'm torn because I promised you I'd party with you tonight," she said sadly. I thought about it. I hadn't even had sex with Daddy. "Maybe I should let her off the hook and go see where the hell he is," I thought to myself. "Ella, go see what he wants. If you want to come back later, I'll be right here with Daddy," and gave her a big hug. "Really? You're not mad?" she brightened up a little. "Nah. Get the fuck out," I said and laughed loudly. Ella gathered her things and left with a kiss. But this time, she kissed me quickly on the lips. I felt a tingle and smiled. As I shut the door behind her, I turned to go find Daddy. I couldn't understand where he'd disappeared to. I went upstairs and walking past my room I saw him laying on my bed. He had his jeans around his knees and a pair of my panties wrapped around a large hard on. "DADDY!" I giggled. "What are you DOING?" He looked up startled at my voice and stuttered, "Oh, oh, s, s, sorry baby. I just got caught up in a moment..." his voice trailed off. "That's fucking hot daddy," I told him. He looked at me with lust in his eyes, "Come here. Lay down on the bed," he demanded. I walked over and climbed on to the bed, smelling him as I slid by him, laying down on my back. He smelled like a man. I was so turned on. On my back he hovered over me and began to lower himself on the bed so his head and face were positioned between my legs. Was he going to? "FUCK YES," I said out loud, unable to contain my excitement. He began to kiss downward from my left knee, down my thigh and towards my pussy. The, skipping over where I wanted him to kiss most, he kissed upward along my right thigh and back up toward my knee. He was teasing me and I loved it. I felt the hair on his face brush up against my wetness and I thought I was going to cum right then. I shuddered in delight. Spreading me open with his hands, I spread my legs wide and felt his hot breath. The tip of his tongue extended and ever so lightly grazed the tip of my clit. I moaned uncontrollably. "Ohhhhhh fuck daddy, yes," I said to him, looking down. His tongue tip continued to lightly tease me over and over. Then he pressed down flatly on my pussy with his tongue and circled my clit over and over, finally giving me the pressure and sensation I was about to beg for. "UNNNGGGHHH," I grunted, feeling the orgasm building in me. "Do you like that Brit?" he asked looking up at me. "I'm so close Daddy!" I squealed and he resumed his licking. He began to flick with his tongue up and down fast and furiously on me, over and over and I lost my breath. I arched my back and came undone right then in his mouth, screaming his name, "OHHHHHHHH STEPHEN!!" He slowed to a stop and let me come down from the orgasm. I caught my breath and sat up on my elbows to look at him. His face was wet with my juices and he was beginning to take off his clothes. I watched as he pulled his pants and boxers down and shrugged off his shirt. At that moment my father stood before me, naked and erect, and I was burning with desire for him. I had an idea of what it would feel like since I lost my virginity to a dildo years ago, and I had been using it weekly, almost daily, since. "I want you so bad, Brittany," said in a low, scratchy voice. "I'm yours Daddy. You can have me," I reassured him. With that, he climbed up between my legs and took what was left of my clothes off. We embraced and held each other, skin to skin, for a few moments. I could feel his big dick pressing against my crotch. I wanted it so badly so I reached down and gripped it in my head, rubbing it up against my sex. His hips began to move slowly back and forth and I took the opportunity to guide the head of his dick to my wet slit. I rubbed it up and down against my clit, moaning in his ear. "Ohhhh baby that feels good," he whispered in my ear, "put it in." I obeyed his request and pulled him inside me, pushing my hips up against him to make him go deeper. He began to fuck me, sliding in and out, slowly and steadily. He raised up on his hands, looking down at my face and his face was lost in lust and his eyes were glazed over. I was on fire and knew I wouldn't last long. I began to buck my hips as my orgasm built quickly. It hit me so fast all I could do was scream out, "OHHHHH FUUUUCK!!" He slowed to a stop, still inside me, and I opened my eyes looking up at him. He was smiling and said, "Baby I can't cum inside you. You'll have to finish me off. Is that okay?" I nodded quickly. Is that okay? I'd do anything for this man. He moved up and sat up on his knees beside my head while I laid next to him. His cock was at just the right level for me to reach, so I grabbed him and quickly put him in my mouth. I wanted daddy to cum so I began sliding my mouth up and down on his tool fast using my hand to stroke him at the same time. His head went back and he closed his eyes, softly moaning, "Suck it baby girl." I continued my work and his hips began to thrust, pushing himself deeper in my mouth. I loved it. I was fucking my daddy with my mouth again. I wanted to do this every day. He suddenly pulled out and grabbed himself, stroking fast and furiously with one hand. With the other hand he grabbed the top of my head near my forehead and held my face in place. I wasn't expecting it but all of a sudden semen began spewing out of his swollen cock all over my face, cheeks, nose, forehead and mouth. I opened my mouth hoping to catch it, but daddy wasn't aiming there. I swallowed what I had and licked my lips. "Mmmmm, daddy, that was nice," I told him. "Oh god Brit, you look fucking hot like that," he grunted as he finished cumming on me. I smiled and used my hand to play in it and smear it all over my face. I was so happy and felt complete with my daddy. He took his shirt and wiped me off and layed down next to me. We fell asleep in each other's arms. The Woman of the House Ch. 03 The next morning Daddy went to run an errand and I decided to clean up around the house for him. While cleaning, my phone rang. It was Ella. "Can I come over and talk?" she asked. "Of course, silly," I replied. "Good. Because I'm here. At your door," she said. I laughed and walked to the door with the phone still to my ear. I opened the door, "Hello, sexy," I said and gave her a big hug. She hugged me back and came in, shutting the door behind her. We sat on the couch and she sat unusually close next to me. "What's up buttercup?" I asked her. "My boyfriend dumped me," and tears began to well up in her eyes. I hugged her tightly and comforted her. "Don't worry, there will be other guys, you know that," I tried to console her. "I don't want other guys," she said. "And that's why I came over. I have a question for you," she said quietly. Too quietly. It sounded like bad news coming. "Go ahead, ask," I told her. "I don't want another guy," she continued, "I want you. I want you as more than a friend. I want you as my girlfriend," and she looked at me with widened eyes, awaiting my response. I was caught between a rock and a hard place because I would totally give her what she wanted if it weren't for my dad. I would have to tell her everything and see what happened. I was suddenly afraid of her running away screaming, despite our conversation last night about fucking my dad. "Ella, first, I love the sound of that and I'm flattered," I started. "But?" she said. "But, you need to know something. I'm...I have a boyfriend, sort of. Someone you know. My dad. Stephen. PLEASE don't freak out!" I pleaded, holding on to her hands. "Huh?" was all she said. "My dad and I just started seeing each other," I explained. "Sexually." She stared at me with a blank stare, and finally said, "I thought you were kidding last night." "No, I wasn't," I replied quietly. She sat there, for a long time, holding hands with me and staring at me. "So, are you telling me no?" she asked. I thought about it. I wanted to give it a try. Maybe the three of us could share, like I'd been wanting anyway. "I want you," I told her, "but you'll have to share. It's that simple." She looked down, thinking. Finally she said, "Two things. One. Okay. I'll share. But I won't like it. And, two. You and your dad? That would be gross if he weren't so hot. WOW. I'm so fucking turned on by that." "Really?!" I asked. "Well, yeah, I didn't think I would be but I'm picturing it in my head and it sounds yummy," she smiled. I leaned over and gave her the biggest hug, tightly embracing her. As we let go she leaned in closer and suddenly kissed me hard on the lips. After a moment of initial shock, I kissed back, seeking her tongue out with mine. We made out for probably ten minutes, feeling each other up and both of us beginning to give out small moans of pleasure. I noticed how hot it was in the room. Or maybe it was just me. She stopped and sat up straight, with the biggest grin on her face. "I've had a crush on you for the longest time," she confessed. "I've wanted to kiss you like that since I met you." "Have you ever been with other girls?" I asked. She shook her head no, "Nah, but I have been pretty hooked on girl-girl porn lately," she giggled. I laughed, wishing I could watch some of that with her now. "What's your favorite thing to see when you watch?" I asked out of curiosity. "Mmmmm, let's see. Maybe when they finger fuck each other," she blushed a little. She lowered her head in shyness and asked, "Can I ask you a question Brit?" "Sure babe," I said. "Can I finger fuck you? Right now?" she looked up at me. It was my turn to blush a little. "Please, yes," I almost pleaded a little. I had shorts on, but no panties and Ella began to pull and tug on them, sliding them completely off. I laid back on the couch and she sat between my legs, softly touching my thighs and running her fingers up them to my pussy. I was starting to get very wet thinking about her fingers inside me. She ran two fingers along my slit up and down to and from my clit. "Ohhhh yes Ella. Baby, like that," I encouraged her. All of a sudden we heard another voice, a soft moan, and we looked across the room to see daddy standing there, rubbing his cock through his jeans. I sensed Ella freaking out and as she started to jump up, I grabbed her arms and held her in place. "It's ok Ella, Daddy just wanted to watch for a minute," I said looking in to her frightened eyes, "Isn't that right Daddy?" He smiled and walked over to the couch. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I love the show," he said. I could see his huge erection through his jeans. "Come sit between us Daddy," I ordered. "Let's play." I looked at Ella for approval and she grinned big and shook her head yes. He sat down and I looked at him saying, "It's time." "Time for what?" he asked. "For this," I said and leaned over to kiss Daddy on the mouth. He hesitantly kissed back at first and then kissed me hard. I looked over at Ella and she had stopped grinning. She was looking at us with lust in her eyes. "Your turn," I said to her and turned Daddy's face toward her. She looked at him for a moment and then leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. She moaned out loud as they kissed. As they kissed I leaned in and began to unbuckle Daddy's jeans. I unzipped his pants and reached in. He was already hard. I began to squeeze him and massage him and pulled his dick out of his pants as they continued to make out. I looked up at Ella and she was staring at me in wide eyed amazement. I smiled and said, "It's as easy as this," and put my head down and my lips around Daddy's big dick as she watched. Daddy moaned with pleasure as I sucked the head of his cock and stroked him. Ella continued kissing him and watching me as my head bobbed up and down between daddy's legs. She didn't break her gaze until my dad slipped his hands under her shirt and started to squeeze her tits. She lost interest in what I was doing. "Mmmm," she said and and started to remove her shirt quickly as to not break the intense kissing that was going on any longer than necessary. One look at her massive tits in nothing but a bra sent a thrill of excitement through my body. Daddy pulled Ella's bra down exposing most of her breast and the pretties, most perfect hard nipples I had ever seen. Daddy clamped his mouth down on one and Ella let out a deep moan and I felt a little twinge of jealousy. I wanted to suck on Ella's nipples so badly. I stood up, removed my shirt in one quick motion and said, "I think we should move this party to the bedroom." Daddy seemed to suddenly be aware of the situation and said, "Girls, i don't know if I can handle this." "Sure you can daddy," I told him, "and when you can't take anymore then it's me and Ella. We'll just entertain ourselves!" I said as I leaned down kissing her on the mouth and squeezing one of her nipples between my fingers. We all stood together and walked to Daddy's bedroom, stripping our clothes in as we walked. There were panties, jeans, socks and shirts leaving a trail behind us. Ella and I jumped in the bed first and bounced for a second. We held each other and started making out as Daddy stood at the end of the bed, watching us. I patted the pillows, looking at Ella and she scooted up laying her head on them. Then I began to kiss my way down her body from her lips to her tits to her belly. I was on all fours and my ass was up in the air toward Daddy. I looked back and he was slowly stroking himself, watching my ass. Leaning down, I began to kiss around Ella's pussy, and she spread her legs wide for me. "Oh god Brit, I want you," Ella moaned to me. I smiled and took my tongue and began to run it up and down her slit. "Ohhhh fuck yes," she groaned while her hips began to shake. I suddenly felt the bed move a little and felt the warmth of my father climbing up behind me, on his knees. His fingers suddenly probed inside me and I let out a sharp breath. It had made me pause on eating Ella out, so I tried to focus on her and went back to licking her clit with the tip of my tongue. At one point Daddy switched from his fingers to his big dick and started slowly sliding in and out. He said in a weak voice, "You girls are so beautiful like that," and kept sliding in and out of me. I could tell he was trying to go slow and figured it was so he could watch. Ella's hips began to buck and she started shaking even more, "Ohhhhhhh BRIT YES YES YES YES," was all she could say. She squeezed her legs together suddenly, clamping one of her hands over her pussy and I could tell she was cumming hard. "Oh Daddy, fuck me harder," I begged him and his thrusts began to quicken and he was breathing heavily. I started my climb and quickly came while he continued. I couldn't believe that I came so fast. "I'm going to cum soon baby," he whispered. I had been thinking about it and wanted his cum on my tits so I hurried and turned over and laid out sideways under him and took him in my hands. Ella was watching and decided to join in, so she got on her hands and knees in front of Daddy and smiled at me. "May I?" she asked me. I quickly nodded yes and she took him in her mouth and began to suck on him. Daddy moaned loudly so I knew it would be soon. "Uuunnggghhh," he grunted and Ella was still. I could tell his sperm was filling up her mouth as he came. She pulled away after he was finished but hadn't swallowed. I quickly pointed to my tits and nodded yes. She knew what to do. She leaned over me and slowly let his cum leak out of her mouth on to one nipple and then the other. Then she opened her mouth wide and spit out the rest all over my tits. I was in heaven and looked over to Daddy who was staring at us with a wide open jaw. Ella swallowed what was left and said, "Yummy," and laughed out loud. I laughed with her and began to smear Daddy's cum all over my chest and belly. I had a feeling that we were going to fuck and suck all night. The Woman of the House Ch. 04 My mother hadn't died or anything. Her and daddy were just divorced. She had moved away to another state and I rarely visited her. I was mad at her for leaving, but I was happy to fill in her shoes taking care of that nice piece of meat she left behind. It had been a few weeks since that night with Ella and Daddy and I was trying to juggle the needs of both of them and take care of the house. Mom called and asked me to come see her since I was out of school now and I agreed to, reluctantly. Daddy and I agreed to keep everything a secret, including the fact that I'd moved in to his bedroom and slept with him nightly. Naked, and usually covered in dried semen. I forced Ella to see other people as well and she seemed to like having her freedom. At an airport, during a long layover, Daddy called my cell phone. "Hey princess, guess what I'm doing?" he asked. "If I had to guess, you're laying in bed touching yourself." "You know me too well now," he chuckled at me. "I miss you already." He was insatiable, at times. "Do you need my help, Daddy?" I inquired. I figured I could at least talk him through an orgasm. "Yes, baby, please help me," he begged. "Ok. Then do as I tell you. Right now. Do you understand?" I demanded. "Yes, baby," he said with a heavy breath. "Ok, Daddy, this is what I want you to do and you better follow my instructions. I want you to follow each step that I tell you. At NO time are you to get close enough to orgasm that you can't help but let loose. You will not cum until I give you permission do you understand?" "Fuck yes, baby," was all he could muster. "I want you to lay back in the bed and rub yourself until you are really hard. Think about all the sexy stuff we do together. What is your favorite thing? Think about that." "I am," he said. "Now wrap your hand around it, take your thumb and rub the tip. Squeeze it between your thumb and index finger. Now stroke it very slowly, up and down. Take your time. Enjoy the the stroking. Light and slow. Rub the tip every now and then. Make sure you go all the way down your shaft. All the way to the bottom and then back up. Now get some spit and rub it all over your hard on. Pay special attention and linger a bit when applying it to the head of your dick. Mmmm, does it feel good so far?" "Ohhhh fuck yes Brit," he moaned. "I want you to continue, except increase your grip a little, slowly. And firmly stroke your cock. Do this for a while. Feel your orgasm building. Think about shooting your load into my tight asshole. Mmmm, delicious, right?" "God I love you Brittany," I could hear his voice shaking. "I want you to quicken your pace. I like it fast Daddy. I want you to stroke it fast. Stroke it and feel the orgasm building. Don't get too close though! Stroke it fast until you feel it building up. You want to cum don't you?" "Oh FUCK YES," he moaned loudly. "Well I don't want you to cum yet. So stop touching yourself. I mean it Daddy. I am watching you. STOP! Take a break. No touching. How does that feel, not good right?" "No, I want to cum," he groaned. "Do you want to cum? Ask me if you can cum. Say, "Brittany, can I cum?" "Brittany, may I please cum?" he begged. "The answer is no. Not yet. I haven't given my permission yet. But you can touch yourself when you feel the orgasm urge starting to fade. Stroke it slowly and lightly. A few light strokes. Rub the head. Massage it. Does it feel good?" "Mmmmm yes," he replied. "Stroke it fast and hard. Build it up again. You can take over from here you can decide the pace. The pressure. My only demands are you tell me when you are getting close. Say "Brittany, may I cum?" and you say my name right before you cum." "Ohhh baby," he moaned, "Brittany, may I please fucking cum?!" "Yes." I gave him release. All I could hear was groaning and moaning and I knew he was covered in cum right now. I was pleased with myself. I boarded the plane a while later after some small talk with Daddy. I got the feeling that he was going to call Ella to come visit him while I was gone. I'd be ok with that. But I didn't tell him so. When I arrived mom was waiting outside of security for me with a big hug. She was still beautiful and still made me cry when I saw her. We didn't talk much but I missed her. "God you look fucking gorgeous Brittany," she exclaimed. She was always cussing. I loved her style, I just wished she were around more and I didn't like that she left Daddy but I was taking care of that. We made small talk and caught up on old times on the drive to her apartment. After arriving, I put my bags in the guest room and freshened up. I was already missing Ella and Daddy and starting to feel horny. I heard soft music playing in the background. I came out of the bedroom and mom, Lindsay, was standing there with two glasses of wine and a big smile on her face. We sat on the couch and sipped our wine. "I'm so happy to have the company, I could talk all night," she said getting us some more wine. "So, tell me, do you have a boyfriend? A girlfriend?" she looked at me and winked. "Both," I blurted out. "Both? Wow! You must be pretty well taken care of sexually," she gasped. "Well, I'm still trying to learn how to please Ella better," I confessed. I wasn't that good at eating pussy yet and sometimes I felt like Ella wanted more than I gave her. "You know, I can probably give you some tips and tricks that might help," mom said. "Oh that would be awesome mommy!" I felt the wine kicking in and she handed me my third glass. "Would you rather I show you or tell you?" she asked, her voice lowered and she blushed right then. I looked at her and thought about it. Did she mean...fuck me? I wanted to call her bluff so I shook my head and smiled big, "Show me mommy." She blushed even more and said, "Drink up. Let's not waste good wine." Good ol' mom. After we finished our glasses and made more small talk, she suddenly stood up and offered her hand. I took it and she pulled me to my feet, hugging me tightly. Her hands ran down my shoulders and back to my ass and I felt a soft squeeze. "Have you been working out Brit?" she asked and giggled. She took my hand and pulled me into the guest room and sat me on the edge of the bed. I knew what was coming and I wanted it. Meanwhile, back at my house Ella had called Daddy that evening. He picked up the phone and answered, "Hi, Ella, how's one of my two favorite girls?" "Hi there," she said with a smile in her voice, "I'll be blunt. I've heard that girls can orgasm from anal sex. Wanna try?" Daddy almost choked and answered, "I'll be here. Just come on in." Ella arrived 25 minutes later and found the front door unlocked. She wandered up the stairs and found him laying on the bed with a drink in hand. He was completely naked and semi-hard already from her walking in. Ella put a finger to her lips to shush him and began to undress. "Don't tell Brittany, ok?" "Don't worry babe, I won't say a word," he promised, crossing his heart with his fingers. "Oh, one more thing," Ella said, "I get to call you Daddy tonight." Daddy's dick went fully hard at that sentence and Ella was finished undressing. She pulled a bottle of something out of her purse and smiled at Daddy. "Let's lube that big thing up, Daddy," she said, climbing on the bed towards him. He laid back on his back and watched her in amazement. He was speechless at her boldness and beauty. She squirted some on her hand and then wrapped it gently around his penis, sliding up and down slowly. When he was fully coated, she climbed on to her hands and knees in front of him and put some more in her hand. Then she reached back and smeared it around the entrance to her ass and pushed a finger in, pushing some of the lubricant inside herself. She let out a soft gasp when she did. "I'm ready, Daddy, will you fuck me in the ass now?" she asked in her cutest little girl voice. "Absofuckinglutely," Daddy replied and climbed up behind her. He pushed in just the head and gripped her ass firmly. He let her adjust for a minute and then pushed in just a little bit further. Ella turned and looked at him, her face washed with lust, "Do it, push it in," she hissed at him. Secretly she'd been fucking herself in the ass with a dildo for days preparing for this. He pushed a little farther and began to move back and forth, pushing forward a little more with each thrust. Finally he was mostly in and had a nice, slow rhythm built sliding in and out of her. "Ohhhh, yes, yes, yes, fuck me Daddy," she cried out as he continued to move in and out of her. She began to shudder and screamed, "FUCK. YES! Ohhhhhhh..." and pushed her face down into the bed. After a moment she lifted up and turned to him, "It worked!" she said excitedly. Daddy couldn't take anymore. He began thrusting hard and grunted over her moans and then finally emptied himself inside her with a loud groan. After they'd come down from their ecstasy, she pulled away and turned around and gave him a big hug, "Thank you Daddy. You're amazing," she whispered in his ear. Back at my mom's house, she stood before me as I sat on the edge of the guest bed. She was looking lovingly down at me, wine glass in hand, and gave me a big smile. I could tell she was drunk by the way she was swaying and her glassy eyes. I was feeling pretty tipsy myself. "You've grown in to a beautiful young woman, Brittany," she said softly. "Thank goodness you got my looks and not your fathers. Did you get my body and features too? I wonder," she took a sip of wine. "Like what features mom?" I asked. I wondered if she just meant my ass and tits. "Well, my breasts, for one," she said. "And furthermore, my favorite part of me are my butterfly wings," she laughed and snorted, taking another drink. "Butterfly wings?" I asked. "Like a tattoo?" "No, silly. My vagina lips," she said, rolling her eyes. "They're bigger than most and I love to have them pulled and sucked on and played with." She was biting her lower lip now. "Uh, I don't guess I do have that. Mine's pretty normal. Average," I told her. "Show me," she said with a wicked grin. "Uh, ok, I guess," I stammered out. I was suddenly nervous. I wasn't around Daddy because I could control him, but this was not the same. I was the one being controlled. It was new to me since she'd left years ago. I started to unbutton my jeans and she put a hand on my shoulder. "Let's see all of you, sweetie. Switch places with me and start with the top. I want you to think about Ella and take your time undressing," she said. I stood up and she sat down on the edge of the bed. I faced her and slowly undressed. Once I was down to my bra and panties she nodded, encouraging me to go on, so I got completely naked. I wasn't thinking about Ella, though. I was wet thinking about her. She smiled, looking me over. "Hot. That's all I have to say. Here, drink up," she demanded and handed me her wine glass. I began to sip it. She stood up and quickly stripped down to just her panties. Her tits were fabulous. Still perky and her nipples were hard. I wanted to suck them. She then said, "Check this out," and took off her panties. I could see her lips hanging down and immediately my mouth started watering. I don't know what came over me, but they were enticing. They did look like pink butterfly wings. She lay down on the bed and patted it, "Come. Now. Time to give your mom a hug and a kiss." I quickly drank the rest of the wine in the glass and set it down. Then I climbed up beside her and we began to cuddle and caress one another. Her hands were running all over my body like silky cloths. We kissed, softly at first, and then harder, our tongues exploring. I ran my hand down her body and touched her for the first time. I pulled softly on her pussy lips and kneaded them between my fingers. "Ohhhhhh, yes, baby girl, like that," she hissed in my ear. I ran a finger between her lips and felt how wet she was. I decided to put two fingers inside her and feel for more. She moaned and began bucking her hips. She bit down on my earlobe as I began to rub her clit with my fingertips. Finally she groaned in my ear and stiffened up. "Mmmmmm, YES, I'm cumming baby," she groaned out loud. Her legs clamped down on my hand, trapping it. She recovered for a moment and then looked at me, "Holy shit Brit, you made me cum so fast," and she giggled. Then I giggled. "You. Next," she barked in a fake mean voice. "I'm going to tell you what to do and you're going to listen, right?" she said in a stern tone. I nodded my head yes. Then suddenly and somewhat loudly, she barked out, "On your hands and knees you little bitch!" she was grinning from ear to ear. I paused and then got on my hands and knees in front of her. "Stay, slut," she commanded. I stayed still and watched her as she got in the nightstand and pulled out a large fake, black penis attached to a strap on. She was going to fuck me. Wow. "I'm going to show you how to please Ella with a strap on, ok little slut whore?" she was really getting into the name calling. "Yes, mommy," I said to her in a soft voice. She was all strapped up and climbed up behind me. I was dripping wet by now and looking forward to it. She began to rub the head of the fake cock up and down my slit and around my clit. I moaned out loud. "Do you like that, you fucking dirty bitch?" she asked softly? "Yes, mommy, I like it. I want it inside," I whimpered to her. "Fine. You're going to get it," and with that she shoved it in hard and fast. All the way in. It was larger than any guy I'd been with and it hurt at first when she did it. "We'll let you adjust, slut," she said, looking down at me with a disgusted look. I was getting nervous. She was scaring me. "Enough adjusting," she suddenly said and began fucking me as hard and fast as she could. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, fuck slow down mommy, please," I begged. She wouldn't slow down. She mercilessly fucked me raw. And then I felt it, an orgasm built up and came fast, very fast. "FUCK, SHIT, OHHHHH," I screamed out. She was smiling big behind me. She slowed to a stop and pulled out. I was breathless. She pulled my hair, hard, pulling me up on my knees against her. Then she wrapped a hand around my throat and squeezed just tight enough to choke me a little. She whispered in my ear, "I want you to make Ella know she's been fucked and leave her breathless. Get it now?" she asked. I nodded yes. I understood. I was in control at home. Mommy was giving me a lesson in HOW to control. With force. I couldn't wait to see Ella and Daddy again.