Introduction:

Hi guys, this is my first story so please be nice! I would love some feedback and constructive criticism. This story does involve incest so if you aren't ok with that please leave. Enjoy!

It’s Saturday night, and usually I would be out with my friends, but tonight is different. My daddy has invited over our neighbour, Robert, presumably to drink beer and watch tonight’s football game together. Robert lives alone; his wife had recently divorced him, so daddy thought it neighbourly to take his mind of things by inviting him over. The reason I chose not to go out tonight, was that I kind of have a crush on Robert. I took every chance I could get to be around him, however briefly. Robert is African American, and very well built for someone in their forties. Robert is also very tall and I wouldn’t be surprised if he fancied himself in basketball back in the day. I can only presume that his cock is also quite impressive, well, I hope it is anyway.

As for myself, my name is Hannah. To be honest, I am very proud of my young, teenaged body. My breasts are quite large and sumptuous and their size is often accentuated by the tight clothing I generally choose to wear. I have blonde hair and have a height of 5’7. Needless to say, my fairly active lifestyle has made me quite athletic and my body reflects that. I always love the attention my young physique attracts from most people as I walk by; as I often draw the lustful gaze of most men I encounter (even some women too!).

My daddy is a similar age to Robert; however, he is far less athletic in appearance. Ever since mom left us (it has been a few years now) daddy has let himself go, developing a moderately sized beer-gut and he is even starting to go bald too. I wouldn’t go so far as to call my daddy fat, and he is definitely not ugly (strangely attractive actually) but he has certainly seen better days. Nevertheless, I still love my daddy and I would do almost anything for him. I think that most women would be lucky to be with him.

The doorbell rang, it was Robert. I leapt from my bed and raced to answer the door. I’m dressed in some of my sluttier casual clothes for the occasion. My pink shirt is two or three sizes too small for me; it is barely able to keep my tits from bursting out. I’m also wearing a very revealing white skirt that struggles to conceal my thighs and even the lower part of my juicy little butt. I swung open the door, and greeted him excitedly. “Rob! How are you doing, come inside!” My choice in clothing was obviously successful; it took a few seconds for Robert to respond after running his eyes up and down my hot teen body. He may as well have licked his lips as he lustfully admired me. He shook himself out of his trance, realising how long it had been.
“I’m great Hannah; how are you doin?”

“Better now that you’re here,” I said, in an attempt to be seductive. He chuckled and patted me on the shoulder.
“You sure must be popular with the boys,” he said, while giving me a smile that I couldn’t quite comprehend. All I could think to do was smile back and take his hand to lead him inside.

We arrived in the living room; daddy was already occupying his usual spot in front of the TV on his favourite couch. “Robert!” he exclaimed, “How are you? Sit down over here. Hannah, go get Robert a drink, and while you’re at it get me one too sweetie.”
“Of course daddy!” I said, like the obedient daughter I was.
I retrieved the drinks from the fridge and returned to the living room.
“Here you go Rob!” I said in a cheerful tone. He took the frosty cold can from my hand, and as he did so, our hands touched. I blushed and giggled like a little school girl.
“Cheers Hannah, not having one yourself?”
“No I’m a little too young for that,” I replied, making my way over to daddy “and besides, I wouldn’t want you taking advantage of me.” They both chuckled, but as the laughter died down Robert continued to gaze upon me, almost lustfully. He was definitely interested in me. Just thinking about him and knowing that he wanted to have his way with me made me wet. It took everything in me not to rush over to him, strip down and fuck him right then and there, in front of daddy. That would have to wait though and I turned my gaze away from Robert and passed daddy his beer.
“Thanks sweetie” he told me, before reaching out and patting me on the behind. This took me completely out of nowhere. It wasn’t just the family-friendly pat on the bum, that I was all too familiar with when I helped daddy in the past. This time it was different. It had some sort of sexual undertone; his hand brushed my bum softly, and slowly. A warm pulse ran through my body, tickling my insides in a sensual manner. He looked up at me from his couch and gave me a smile. This smile was similar to the one Robert gave me earlier, I couldn’t quite comprehend it. Was it some sort of recognition that he knew what he was doing was erotic? I didn’t know, but I quickly let it go.

I sat down next to Robert on the two-seater couch. I made sure I sat as close as I could to him, hoping to make him uncomfortable in a sexual kind of way. I liked toying with him like this. I knew he wanted me, but he also knew he couldn’t have me. This taboo sensation gave me an empowering feeling, like I was in control of him. The football game began on TV, and I continued to serve Robert and daddy drinks as the game went on, like the dutiful daughter I was. There were a few times that I observed Robert checking me out, but he quickly turned away in embarrassment when I noticed him. The game reached half time, and the two men were in cheerful moods, due to both the constant supply of beer I had been serving them, causing them to become slightly intoxicated, and the fact that their team was winning. Despite daddy being here, this was possible the best opportunity I would ever have at getting with Robert. To be honest with you, I was a virgin. I had given a few blowjobs in my time, but that was the furthest I had gone. Most of my friends had already lost their virginity to boys my age, but I wanted Robert to take my virginity, with his big black lollipop.

“How about we play a game?” I suggested to the two grown men sitting either side of me, to pass the half time break.
“Like what?” daddy asked as he put down the empty can of beer on the coffee table in front of him.
“How about truth or dare?” I proposed, knowing that this would be the perfect game to further my position with Robert. Daddy was now quite intoxicated, and I was counting on this fact for him to be far more liberal with my questions than if he was sober. The two guys turned to each other, considering the game, before nodding. I shrieked with excitement. “You can ask the first question daddy!”
“Ok sweetie, truth or dare?” he asked me.
“Um . . . dare!”
He nodded and tossed me a can of beer.
“I dare you to chug this” he proclaimed, sniggering. I looked at the can, grinning enthusiastically.
“Too easy daddy,” I exclaimed, before attempting to down the contents. The two guys egged me on, chanting “Chug! Chug! Chug!” Some of the beer escaped my mouth, running down my throat on to my tight pink shirt. Before I knew it, the can was empty; and I raised it triumphantly over my head. The two men cheered.
“I thought you said you don’t drink?” joked Robert.
I shrugged, smiling back, “Well, you know, maybe I drink a little bit.”

I turned to Robert. “So, truth or dare?”
“Hmmm . . . I’ll go with dare too.” I smiled, hoping this would be his choice.
“Well . . . “I said, giving a look at daddy as I contemplated if what I was about to ask would go down well with him. “I dare you to kiss me. On the lips!” Robert’s mouth gapped, he turned to daddy for guidance on what to do. Daddy, drunk as he was, burst out with laughter.
“Don’t look at me,” he said “You’re the one who was dared.” Robert shrugged.
“Ok then,” he said before shuffling closer to me.

I trembled with anticipation. I knew it was just a kiss, I had kissed plenty of boys before, but none like Robert. He put his hands on my shoulders, and pulled me towards him. I too put my hands around his muscular arms and lent in to kiss him. He gently pecked my lips with his own, before pulling me closer so that my chest touched his. Our lips passionately embraced while he began to caress my bare shoulders with his firm hands. My lips parted and his tongue found its way into my mouth. Our tongues entwined and began snaking around each other like the tongues of two familiar lovers. My breasts pressed tightly against his chest. We continued to make out while his hands began to explore my body. My back, my hips, his hands even made their way down to my thighs, giving me a tingling feeling in my stomach and my sweet spot. A few more seconds passed before we both realise daddy was probably watching us. Our lips reluctantly parted and, remembering where he was, he quickly took his hands off my body and placed them to his side.

A few seconds of awkward silence past. Robert and I were both waiting for daddy to react to what he just saw, like two little children waiting for their mother to tell them off. I didn’t care though, at worst, my punishment would come in the form of a few dozen spankings and maybe grounding once Robert left, but it was totally worth it. Daddy looked over towards me; I shuffled in my seat nervously. “When did you become such a good kisser?” He asked, breaking the tension. I sighed, in relief. He wasn’t mad with us!
“Lots of practice I guess.” We all laughed at that, daddy laughed the loudest. I turned to Robert and smiled, he returned the gesture.
“You really take on after your mother, don’t ya?” daddy jokingly asked me, “C’mon Robert, I’m next.”
“Ok” said Robert, “Truth or Dare?”
“Truth”
“Ok then. If Hannah wasn’t your daughter, would you do her?” The room erupted in another chorus of laughter, before daddy turned to me, as if to seriously consider the question.
“When you say “do”, you mean fuck right?” Rob nodded. Daddy’s eyes inspected me up and down before he finally blurted out, “Hell yeah I would!” Robert and daddy both cackled hysterically, but I sat stunned in amazement. My own daddy finds me attractive, wow! Was that a good thing or a bad thing though? I didn’t have time to answer the dozen questions buzzing inside my head however, as daddy quickly asked “sweetie, your turn now. Truth or dare?”

I was tentative to say dare this time, what would daddy make me do if I did say dare? I was afraid to find out. “Truth!” I exclaimed.
“Ok then sweetheart, truth it is!” He paused “Have you ever had sex before?” I wasn’t expecting that question from daddy! The two men seemingly lent in to hear my response, I felt like a murder suspect being interrogated. Trying to carry off an innocent persona, I asked, “Do blowjobs count?” My daddy’s draw dropped in astonishment, but I could tell he wasn’t mad with me.
“Let’s say they do.” He said, smiling as he already anticipated my answer.
“Then yes.” I said. Daddy sniggered at my response; clearly the alcohol had been getting to him. Nevertheless, he was not upset with my answer, he actually seemed proud of me in a way.

Then I turned to Robert, placing my hand on his thigh. Clearly I was going to be able to get away with almost anything tonight, and I was sure going to make the most of it.
“What is it Robbie? Truth or dare?”
“Truth” he said, giving me a knowing smile that said he knew what I had planned to do if he had just said “dare”, but he was going to tease me instead.
“Ok then. We know my daddy would do me if I wasn’t his daughter, but what about you?” Robert grinned, almost cheekily, and daddy made that “ooooo” sound affect used when someone is asked a tough question.
“You mean would I fuck you if I had the chance?” he asked.
“Yes Robert.” I moved my mouth closer to his ears for greater affect. “Would you fuck me . . . if you had the chance to?”
Robert turned to me and looked me in the eye. “I think I would, Hannah.” I looked back into his eyes and smiled at him. He gave me a suggestive wink. Daddy broke the silence by asking “whose turn is it to ask a question?”

“I think it’s yours, daddy” I said, knowing full well it wasn’t his turn.
“Ok then. Hannah, truth or dare?” I bit my lips, anticipating the possibility of what daddy would ask me to do.
“Dare” I announced.
“Ok then little girl, I dare you to . . . suck Robert’s big black cock!” He decreed, laughing out loud at what was about to happen, possible forgetting that I was his own daughter.
“As you say so daddy!” I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. I got on my knees like the obedient daughter I am and crawled my way over to Robert, who was still sitting in the couch. I looked up at him and smiled, before reaching over to unbutton his jeans.

I unzipped the fly and began to pull his pants to the floor. From underneath his white boxers, a gigantic tent had been pitched from his already colossal erection. Already, this was bigger than any cock I had seen before in my life, it was much bigger than I was hoping for! I licked my lips once again, anticipating the taste of that big, black lollipop in my mouth. I gave his pecker an adoring kiss through the fabric before pulling his underwear down as well. There, mere inches away from my face, now stood fully erect, the monstrous Johnson of my neighbour: Robert. It was pulsing, as if it had a life of its own! I looked to daddy for one last acknowledgement that what I was about to do was ok. He nodded, so I reached out and grasped it with one hand; I was like King Arthur pulling the sword Excalibur from the stone, although I highly doubt Arthur had any intentions of sticking his sword as far down his throat as he could, like I now aim to do.


“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to do this.” I told Robert.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time too,” he responded, while caressing the top of my head affectionately. With my one hand now firmly grasping his cock, I began to jerk it up and down. With the other, I began to caress his succulent ball sack. “That’s good, baby,” he moaned, encouragingly, as I continued to work his rod, jerking it up and down faster and faster. I eventually lent down to run my tongue up and down his shaft, lapping up the pre-cum that ran down on to the hand jerking his cock. I ran my tongue up to the tip of it, gently caressing it with my tongue. I enclosed my lips around the tip and began gradually taking more and more of it into my mouth. I gagged a little at first; I had never had any cock this big before.

“Take your time, sweetheart” he said, comforting me. This encouraged me to push it further down my throat and I eventually found it slipping deeper and deeper into me. As I became comfortable with the sheer size of this mammoth pole, I started to fuck it with my throat and lips, whilst continuing to fondle his testicles. Not to be arrogant or anything, but I was a natural! I felt Robert’s fingers become entangled in my hair as he forced my head deeper and deeper down on his cock whilst he also began to thrust his hips in rhythm with my head bobbing up and down. Robert began to groan louder and louder before grunting “I’m . . . gonna . . . cum . . . Hannah!” Instinctively, I pulled my head back to ease his rod out of my mouth and began to jerk him off with a furious intensity.

Abruptly, Robert’s cock exploded. A jet of white, steamy cum burst from his dick like a can of whipped cream and splatted all over my face. Another string of cum landed on my chest again moments later. His jizz continued to spray out of him; I stuck out my tongue to catch as much of it as I could.

His juices rained down on upon me, seemingly without end! Eventually though, the last remnants of his cream drizzled out onto my hand, which was still caressing his black rod. I began to lick it off like a pussy cat grooming its paws, before cleaning up the cum that glazed his cock. I didn’t stop licking until every drop of cum was gone, like the obedient little girl I was. His cream tasted so delicious, so I savoured the last few drops in my mouth.

I licked my lips clean, and moaned at the final taste of his delectable seed. Robert sat back, exhausted, breathing heavily. He reached over and ruffled my hair, acknowledging my hard work. I smiled at him, affectionately. He smiled back, before moving his head to indicate something happening behind me. “I think someone else wants a turn Hannah.” He told me. I turned around, it was daddy!

I didn’t realise until now that daddy had stood up from his chair and was now standing behind me. His pants and underwear were wrapped around his ankles. His cock, stood rock hard, as he slowly jerked it to and fro. He must have been getting off to me pleasuring our neighbour and close friend. I shuffled around on my knees to face him “Need help with that daddy?” He grunted, indicating yes. I was about to crawl my way over to him, before Robert grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up onto his legs. I must have weighed nothing for the ripped man that he was, as he guided me with ease over his still semi-hard erection. Robert’s cock sat between my legs, as daddy slowly made his way over to me.

Robert lifted my shirt over my head, letting my braless titties hang free. He began pinching my left nipple in between his fingers, and played with it. I shivered with pleasure. With his other hand, he reached down to my crotch and began rubbing my flower through my panties.
“Boy your pussy is wet Hannah!” He stated, feeling my juices soak through my panties while he simultaneously continued to fiddle with my firm nipples. All I could do was moan in recognition; the state of pleasure I now found myself in prevented me from mouthing proper words.

Daddy approached, now standing over me and Robert as we sat entwined on the sofa, Robert continuing to worship and pleasure my body. Daddy aimed his cock at my face, although it was smaller than Robert’s dick, it was still quite impressive. Daddy’s cock had a natural curve, as opposed to Robert’s arrow-straight fuck-rod. I gave daddy a warm, loving smile, before taking his penis in my hand. I didn’t take my time with daddy’s cock, like I did with Robert’s. I wanted to taste daddy as soon as I could. I took it straight in my mouth and began bobbing my head forward and back, until my lips eventually tickled his ball sack.

Robert removed my skirt. My drenched panties soon followed, before he tossed them both to the side. He then stuck one of his fingers into my pussy. A wave of ecstasy pulsated through my body as he did so, radiating from my juicy cunt, as his finger began to explore my insides. I must have completely ruined the couch we were both sitting on, as my pussy juices gushed out on to Robert’s midriff, before trickling to the floor. Daddy began fucking my mouth with his succulent cock, whipping his waist back and forth.

I pulled my head back, so as to remove daddy’s cock from my mouth. “Daddy,” I said, panting “I want you inside me, please daddy!” I begged. Daddy lent down in front of me and gave me a sensual, passionate kiss.
“As you wish sweetheart” he told me, as Robert continued to fuck my pussy with his fingers. He had to take them out though, to make room for daddy’s cock, aimed now like a torpedo at my twat. Robert lifted me up by the waist, to better position me for daddy’s impending fucking. I felt like the blonde girl from King Kong, as the muscular African American held me in his arms, with a seemingly inescapable grip. However, I had no intention of escaping from this man’s grasp.

Once placing me down, readily positioned on his waist, Robert then turned his full attention to my tits. Using both of his hands now to grope and squeeze my knockers. Daddy squatted down, as though to position his rocket in order to dock in my opening. However, unlike most rocket ships docking into openings, this entry would not be a smooth one. With a swift and decisive thrust, he forced his staff in between my legs and into my warm, welcoming flower. He forced his cock deep inside, as if I was like just another whore, whom had been fucked many times before, not the loving daughter that was experiencing sex for the first time.

The unexpected pain of daddy’s cock inside me made me wince in discomfort. But daddy was quick to apologise as he remembered which slut he was fucking. “I’m sorry princess; I’ll be gentle with you.” His soothing voice comforted me, and I was now ready for his full length to enter me.

Daddy held me by my thighs, as he pumped his cock deeper and deeper inside me, pushing me up against Robert’s chiselled abs. I could feel Robert’s cock press against my ass, as it slowly recovered to its maximum size. I quivered at the thought of having Robert and daddy, the two men I loved most in the entire world, both inside me at the same time. I was in the middle of a fuck sandwich, as daddy’s body pressed on top of mine and Robert continued to grope my bouncing tits and gently caress my neck with his rough, black lips. All that was needed now was Robert to enter my sweet little asshole.

Daddy continued to pound me, as he finally managed to fit his entire length into my tummy. “Fuck me daddy! Fuck your little slut!” I demanded, as his thrusts became faster and faster. Finally, Robert’s cock was ready for another round. I squealed in delight and anticipation as he lifted me by the waist and positioned my butt above his pulsing black lollipop. I made use of my trembling petite hands to spread my cheeks wide enough for Robert to enter me.

Robert’s throbbing cock stretched my asshole as he forced it inside of me. I moaned in both pain and pleasure, but mostly in pleasure. Slowly, he eased his cock inside me, like a gentle giant and soon, both men were fucking me, almost frantically as a matter of fact.

The two men quickly developed a rhythmic system, where when one would thrust; the other would thrust back, developing an unrelenting cycle of ecstasy inside of me. It felt that if either man got any deeper inside of me, the tips of their penises would touch.

The sight of another man pound his daughter in the ass, caused daddy to almost frenzy, fucking me with fanatical and unstoppable lust.

Out of the three of us, I was the first to cum this time. Despite having my daddy’s cock balls deep inside me, I still squirted my pussy juices all over daddy and the floor in front of us. The sight of me spasm in orgasmic pleasure caused daddy to suddenly pull his cock from out of me, and with a few jerks of his hand, spray his load all over my face and tits. Part of me wanted daddy to fill my tummy with his seed, but hindsight shows that daddy probably made the right decision, as pregnancy was always a possibility.

Daddy collapsed to the floor in front of me; in a seemingly futile attempt to recover his breathe.

It was not over yet, however, daddy watched on from the sidelines as Robert continued to pound my bum with his oversized meat stick, now making use of his hands to grip my waist and force himself deeper into my unexplored hole. Surely, something this big was not supposed to be rammed inside your butt hole, but it just felt so good!

Robert began to moan louder and louder, as my succulent little bottom rubbed up and down against his six-pack. His cock was on the verge of ripping a new hole in my butt. After two more thrusts, Robert finally shot his load inside of me. He filled my asshole with his creamy goodness, the rest trickled out on to his waist.

Robert fell back in a heap, as did I, cuddling up against his chest. However, I decided to leave his softening cock to rest inside of me, for the moment. Robert’s cum slowly dribbled out of my behind, but my daddy’s cum still stuck to my bare chest and face, while the rest clumped together in my hair. I used my finger to wipe up daddy’s cum off my titties and licked it up. Robert joined in, using his finger too to clean up the cum remaining on my body and feed it to me. I sucked it off his finger, reminiscent to the way I had previously sucked his much larger member.

For a while, it was silent, except for the occasional slurping sound I made while enjoying the precious remainder of daddy’s seed. I snuggled up against Robert’s black body, while he caressed one of my bare breasts. Daddy got up off the floor, and gave me a kiss. I thanked him for being the best daddy in the world and he smiled. He was proud of me.

Robert picked me up and carried me up to my bedroom, his soft little cock still resting, entrenched in my behind. He untucked the sheets and laid me down to rest. He gave me one last, adoring kiss, before taking me in to sleep. Before he left, I called out to him. “Robert,” I said, my voice soft and tired. “Whenever you need me, I’ll always be your little slut.” He blew me a kiss and turned out the light.

This was the best night of my life . . . for now anyway.

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