Incest Seduction/Wait to see what daddy does

You pause, curious what daddy is doing holding you here. Craning your neck you try your best to look back at him. His head turns left then right, checking out the counter on either side of you. After a few seconds he whispers.

"You can do the splits, right?"

That seems like a weird question. You nod. He smiles.

Dad juggles you in his hands, gliding one palm off your buttock to grip the inside of your thigh. He has to push between your clenched legs but you don’t offer him much resistance as he forces his fingers in with ease. The moment he has a good grip he swings your entire leg out to the side. Your foot kicks out as high as it can go with your heel barely passing the edge of the counter. It lands with a dull thud attracting the attention of mom and Zack. With all eyes on you, you try to continue with what daddy was doing.

You shift more of your weight to your arms before swinging your other leg upward. With your thighs parted you can feel the wetness that had become trapped between them being met by a rush of air. You more gracefully plant your second foot onto the counter then feel dad slipping out of you.

"Careful Kimmy." He grabs your shoulders and leans you back. "Don't fall off."

His adjustment has straightened you up, pulling your body back and privates down onto his dick, finding where he was a moment ago. Your legs are actually bent upwards now, struggling to keep your heels on the counter with your ass dipping below it.

"Oh... okay."

You pull your hands closer to your thighs to find a better centre of balance and push your pelvis forward trying to do the same. You end up squishing your clit between the side of the cool polished stone and the diamond dick lodged inside you. But you're reasonably stable now, albeit in a strange position given your nudity.

"Wow, Kim."

"Don't pay her any attention," mom cautions your brother. "She’ll only get worse."

You want to voice your protest but you feel movement. Daddy slowly pushes his way into you, his cock steadily filling and stretching your insides. Your mouth opens wider as he goes deeper, your lips forming into an O, the unfamiliar sensation nearly stupefying.

"See? She’s been terribly needy this morning."

Daddy is now pressing against your cervix, bottoming out inside you and stretching your vagina lengthwise as well. He finally comes to a stop causing you to cough out a pant. You hadn't realized you were holding your breath.

"Honestly Kimmy, is this how you’re going to act in front of your brother?"

"I think she likes the attention," daddy adds. His shaft slides down, your strained entrance squeezing him tight as he pulls back inch by inch, causing you to shudder.

"I’m s-so... hor..."

"You may be sorry," mom finishes for you. She moves closer to Zack, putting her arm around him. "But it’s your poor brother who has to see his baby sister like this."

"Umm... it’s okay." He mutters, his full attention being given to your lewd display in the middle of the kitchen.

"And you’re an amazing brother." Mom pulls Zack down a little so she can kiss his cheek. You definitely got your stature from mom. You just wish you had got her boobs too. "Not letting your sister bother you."

Your brother mumbles in response. "I didn’t say that..."

Dad is slowly but steadily thrusting his way in and out of your bald slick pussy. He’s still trying to do it discretely. The biggest problem is that your reactions aren’t the slightest bit discrete. He’s just so big. Each stroke applies pressure to your clit as he pushes you against the stone. Every time he fills you to the brim, bottoming out, you pant a little and shudder. You finally drop your head down as he taps against your yet cervix again, a soft moan escaping from you. Looking down, you spy your mound squished up against the hard edge of the countertop, only the teeniest hint of your slit visible. Your mound is still well pronounced though; somewhat puffy looking with a gap on either side before your thighs make contact with the counter.

Dad taps you again. But this time you can do more than feel it. You can see it. As he pushes forward, bottomed out, a round bulge pushes outward from your otherwise flat stomach. You stare in amazement as the bump below your belly button disappears and continue staring until it comes back. Daddy pushes deeper and deeper until he distends your stomach. Honestly, it’s barely noticeable. If you hadn’t been staring down at this angle you probably wouldn’t have noticed. But to witness daddy burying his cock into your lithe little teenage body from this perspective brings a whole new rush of embarrassment to your face.

You feel so dirty. So slutty. So incredibly turned on. And your brother; does he know? Can Zack tell how naughty you’re being? Daddy’s calm, even strokes force you to feel every little ridge and vein as he firmly fucks your tight little hole. His daughter’s tight little hole. That makes it so much worse. And somehow so much better. At school all they talk about is how you shouldn’t have sex. But if you knew it could be so mind shatteringly amazing you wouldn’t have waited so long.

Not that you were done waiting. You didn’t ask for this. And the worst part is you never would have. But having daddy take you, use you, defile you so utterly, is what is feeding your arousal right now. You blithely and meekly submitted to all of this the moment you let mom strip you of your robe.

You suddenly feel mom’s hand on your cheek. She turns your head to the side to look at her, now standing next to you.

"Well aren’t you enjoying yourself."

Through bleary eyes you squint, nodding eagerly. Then you glance around the room.

"I sent your brother to do his laundry. He almost wouldn’t leave with all your pitiful panting and groaning."

Knowing your brother is no longer here, your entire body relaxes all at once. Your locked arms fold, your torso crumbles, half of you falling onto the counter and the other half falling off of it. This sends you slamming down onto daddy’s erection.

"AHHooow..."

You yelp your surprise. Your pussy now offering him zero resistance well buries every inch of him inside of you. You feel daddy’s ballsack smack against your lips. Although it’s a slightly painful experience, it’s somehow just as comforting to know that all of your daddy’s throbbing manhood is now fully enveloped by your needy teeny sex.

"I think that’s enough dear."

"NooOOooo..." you grumble, as if you were just told to get out of bed. Mom pulls your head up again.

"None of that now. We need to finish making breakfast."

You wiggle your pelvis in protest. "Jus a... lil... more..."

"Sorry sweetie," replies daddy. He grabs your hips and swiftly pulls out of you.

"AauuUuugh..." You instantly tense up when your pussy is vacated, some more of your juices dribble onto your thighs. Your fingers claw at the counter as your strained walls constrict to close the gaping hole left behind.

"Maybe later," he adds, tossing your bottom half up onto the island with the rest of you.

Discarded like a tissue, you twist and roll onto your back, the bottom half of your legs dangling off the edge, your limbs splayed out uselessly.

You feel like such a whore.

A minute ago you were effectively being raped in front of an audience, and as soon as it was done you just begged for more. Was that all it took? One debaucherous deflowering turned you into an eager little slut? Well laying here completely naked in the most visible part of the kitchen does nothing to contest that.

• Bask in the afterglow of your first fuck
• Go set the table to try to earn brownie points