Incest Seduction/Ask for daddy

"Daddy... please, I just... fuck, I dunno..." Ugh. You said it again.

"That's it. That's exactly what you're getting now." Dad takes a few steps, pulls two stools out and away from the kitchen island and places them beside each other in the middle of the room. "Bring her over here."

Mom rises from the floor, pulling her fingers out of you rather gruffly. Snatching your wrist she pulls you away from the counter and towards the stools. You bend over them at first, almost instinctively presenting your bum for a spanking, although it's been years since that's happened. Daddy just sounds so upset and you're a bit overwhelmed, but mom sorts you out and quickly guides you up onto one of the stools before stepping aside.

Daddy grumbles to himself as he shifts you on your seat. "Fuck this. Fuck that. Fuck everything, right? My little girl throwing so many fucks around..." Daddy pulls a thick weighty cock out of his pants, already most of the way hard, then parts your legs. "Well now I'm going to give you one. I hope you're happy."

You're not sure what you are. Watching Daddy add a few strokes onto his already impressive erection makes your eyes widen with as much amazement and excitement as fear. You somehow had this thing jammed inside you before breakfast but you never got to look at it then. It's incredible to see with your own eyes that this monstrous fatherly cock actually fit itself inside you, even if it stretched you to your limits in the process. But despite the smirk on your father's face you can't help but worry that you really screwed up somehow. You were literally trembling on the island earlier after just a little bit of frustratingly slow sex. If you could hardly take him then, how are you going to handle a punishment fuck?

You're forced to lean back onto your elbows over the second stool when Daddy lifts one of your legs. That at least explains why there are two. He always was considerate. And when he starts rubbing the tip of his huge dick up and down your slit, collecting the slick nectar that your mother managed to milk from you, your heart can hardly take it. You can feel it drum within your chest as the anticipation and anxiety builds within you. It's like waiting to be stuck with a needle and you find you can't stand to watch. Laying the rest of the way back onto the second stool leaves your head unsupported but mommy is right there to help you, kneeling down behind you and scooping the back of your head into her hands.

"Don't worry Kimberly," she whispers into your ear. "Mommy's here."

And with that your father enters you with a jolting stab. You gasp and flail from the shock but mom does her best to contain your outburst by redirecting your attention. She kisses you again like before, hungrily and sensually. Now upside down, it's very foreign, even alien, having a tongue slide into your mouth at this angle and pressing down against the top of your own. It's a weird sensation, but easily outdone by your father's cock thrusting its way deeper and deeper with short intentional jabs.

Despite the fact that your mother left you gushing you're still super tight down there, and even more so given how nervous and jittery you are. Daddy has to fight his way into you a little, forcing you to stretch and relax a half inch at a time. Both your hands and your breath are shaky as you feel him pound his way deeper and deeper. Your anxiety is unintentionally working to keep him out, or at least making him work a lot harder. It's all so much different from when you impaled yourself on him earlier, but you have to admit that your nerves are heightening all of your senses. You can feel the flared ridge of his cock pulling and dragging the inside of your pussy as it works it's way in until...

"Mmmph! Hah! Mommy!" you exclaim, pushing mom's head to break your kiss.

"I know honey. I know." She pets the side of your face while looking down at you. "It's your cervix, isn't it? Now you know how I feel! But your father can't help that he's well endowed." Mom leans forward and presses a hand down on your tummy, which is already stretched taut with your body draped as it is and your back arched. Her hand only increases the pressure inside you but it's not unwelcome. It's like she's there to protect you, even though daddy doesn't stop tapping or downright pushing your cervix back. But now mommy can feel him doing that to you, and for some reason that makes you literally gush against your father's thick dick, finding a new plateau of pleasure.

"Just relax," advises mom before dropping her head to yours again. "You'll get used to it."

She's so right. You hate when mom is right. But the more you accept and focus on the pleasure the more that the pain and discomfort wash away and the better you feel. Mom, always attentive, is soon thumbing one of your nipples on top of everything else. And it might just be for her own enjoyment as there's not a lot of intention behind it, just something for her to pinch and pluck at while making out with you, but right now you'll take whatever you can get.

Daddy lifts one of your legs straight up, twisting your body slightly as he repositions himself. For a split second you think that maybe he's trying to make you more comfortable but that all goes away when he uses this new grip on your leg as leverage to pump into you faster. He doesn't go quite as deep, but he's still bottoming out with every other thrust. But the speed...

The burst of energy from daddy's cock makes your pussy melt. Your jaw locks open leaving mom to tongue fuck your limp gaping gob, but that's obviously not as much fun for her. You really don't care because, somehow, whatever daddy did, he's now gliding against your g-spot with that deliciously thick ridge of his and his long speedy thrusts.

"I'm sorry baby." Mom sure isn't addressing that at you. She must be talking to Zack now that you're less responsive. "She really is so hard to keep happy these days, isn't she? I hope you don't feel uncomfortable, being forced to see your sister like this."

"Uh, no. I... no."

"I'm glad."

"I'm g-gonna c-cummm..."

"She really is just so needy," states mom, rising to her feet.

"M-mommy, I... I'm close.. I'm..."

"We do what we can," continues mom. Standing above your head, she reaches behind her and grabs hold of your ponytail, pulling it back between her legs. "But is it really ever enough? I can't help but feel she always needs a little more."

Mom then widens her stance and shuffles forward, putting your head completely under her robe and eye to eye with her vagina. Mom has said that you can only truly call it that once you have a baby. Until then it's just a cute little toy. But that's the only thought you are given time enough to have before she smushes that vagina all over your face. She pulls your ponytail up between the cheeks of her ass, her clenched fist resting on the small of her back to help keep your head where she wants it. Then she starts rolling her hips front to back, grinding her pussy against your delicate features, full on lady fucking the face of her own daughter.

It's wild and disturbing and wrong and bizarre but you can't express any of those feelings. Not because your mom is basically trying to suffocate you with her snatch, but because in the same moment you hit your limit. Just as your mother starts to paint your face with pussy juice, the incestuous cock pummeling your insides brings you to orgasm. Your limbs reach out in every direction trying to brace yourself. Daddy has one leg locked for leverage but grabs one of your arms as it swings through the air. Mom snags your other arm, effectively immobilizing you. With no way to escape or reduce the overwhelming sensations all you can do is release a muffled scream of pleasure into your mother's vagina while your father tries to fuck you back into it.

"See what I mean? You have no idea what we've had to put up with while you've been away at college. I'm sure she'd do this every day if we only g-gave her the chance."

You tongue your mother's slit desperately gasping for air. Your entire body is jerking and trembling, the strained exertion only working to make you dizzy. Daddy's balls can slap your ass now, his huge shaft finally burying itself fully inside you and punishing your womb as you can feel your insides being distended. You can only guess that your climax weakened you and allowed him to push in deeper than ever. But as far as he's concerned you've just finally let him in.

"Good girl... my... good... girl..."

"It seems your daughter is pretty talented honey."

"I... know it..."

After mom wiggles her hips some more she dismounts your face, just as you were starting to feel faint. The rush of air into your lungs brings a whole new burst of pleasure, your pussy clenching your father's cock once again. Your elbows have drifted together throughout this punishment, the only bit of comfort you could afford yourself. But even now that you can see again you don't care to look at anything, instead gazing unfocused at the ceiling and panting wildly as your wet glistening face begins to cool, which is welcome since you're skin is so hot.

But there's no reprieve. It seems mom only got off you to punish you in a different way. With a step to the side she plants her fingers on your pubic mound and furiously paws at your clit, rubbing frantically above a pistoning cock even as you've hardly come down from your initial climax. But if you came so hard just from getting fucked, this new combo is mind blowing. Your entire body seizes up, breath halting, skin electric, as your mother forces another orgasm on the back of the first. Your mouth opens into a wide O, ready to scream, but it's stuck for a long moment. In the edge of your vision, as it's closing to a tunnel, you can see mom kiss your dad.

"Fffffffuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck... FUCK! Oooooooh FUCK me! Fuck!"

"Kimmy! Watch... your... fucking... mouth!"

"AaaUGH!"

"Well I never. Our precious Kimmy is screaming like a proper slut. Kimberly, are you a slutty little girl now?"

"Nngh... yes! N-no!"

Your mother tsks at your response. "What are we going to do with you? Zack? Bring that thing over here."

Your head flops to one side and you catch a glimpse of your brother awkwardly 'adjusting' himself in his pants. He is quick to follow orders though and promptly meets your mother beside your head.

"I understand she already gave you an 'accidental' blowjob."

"Huh.. huh... hand..." you croak out in defiance. But it was much more than that.

"But your insatiable little sister needs to get put in her place." Mom swiftly pants your brother, leaving him naked and sending his towering cock bobbing into the air directly above you. "I'm going to get right to the point. I want you to fuck her mouth. That's the only thing dirtier than what's been coming out of it, and what I've tried hasn't been working."

Your brother is beyond shocked. He's also completely hard. But he seems paralyzed. That doesn't bother mother. Repositioning him, she takes her boy's sturdy cock in one hand, jerks your ponytail down with the other to tilt your head toward the floor, then guides him forward until the top of his flared tip pushes down your tongue and hits your tonsils.

"God do you ever feel like your father." You can see mom's hand stroke the exposed half of your brother's shaft right in front of you, pulling back to his sack then sliding up to your lips.

"Christ. I can't... hold back any more. Kimmy, you're..." Daddy is grunting and straining against you.

"Go ahead honey. You can cum."

It sounded like daddy was trying to ask something. And it seemed like mom was trying to answer for you. But despite wanting to be a good girl you seem to have a track record of bad behavior, because if they think you've been taking your pills they're wrong. You got spooked when you first read through the side effects - weight gain, headaches, nausea, moodiness - so you never took them. For the past year you've been giving them to a friend at school whose mom refused to put her on the pill even though she had a boyfriend. But even if you didn't have a cock in your mouth, and even if you were willing to get in more trouble, it hardly matters since there is already bellowing and groaning by the time you put two and two together, your womb getting filled with hot daddy spunk.

"Yes daddy! Give it to her!" encourages mom, as if still speaking on your behalf. She's jerking off Zack faster and faster.

Daddy, already exhausted and getting overzealous, pulls back for full power full length strokes and ends up missing. He pulls so far back that he pops out. His next fevered thrust grinds against your clit with the next burst of cum firing out over your belly. You can tell he quickly grabs his cock, no doubt trying to hold back, but then pumps furiously to finish himself off, openly and eagerly spraying his teenage daughter's slender body with his seed. You can feel his balls pressed against your lips tighten and shift as he blows progressively smaller wads above your belly.

"Mom... mom. I can't... I'm gonna..."

Zack is next. Mom is beating him off so forcefully while he rests in your warm wet mouth that he breaks in no time flat. You can feel a pulse of semen shoot down the back of your throat right before Zack buckles and jerks his body. You're lucky that he bends forward and pulls his pelvis backward. You imagine he could have easily jerked forward instead and lodged his cock in your larynx, but one way or another you're spared from that. Instead your mom ends up gleefully jerking him off all over you. Several long shots fire past your chin and onto your chest while the rest of your sibling's spunk sprays and dribbles across your young flush features still slick with your mom's juices.

Once the cum settles, everyone is left panting and moaning, catching their breath. Daddy slowly saws his half masted cock through your vulva, spreading the little dollops of spunk that bubble from your spasming snatch up to the top of your mound. Mom refuses to let go of Zack, playing with his youthful powerful tool and bouncing the tip of his dick off of your nose, cheeks, and forehead. She's milking him for all he's worth as some of his cum trickles its way into your hairline. You've gone completely limp save for the odd spontaneous jolt of pleasure that shoots through you, inducing your body to twitch.

"Well sweetie, I... mmm-hope you learned your lesson," notes daddy with satisfaction before wiping off his cock along your thigh.

"Let me help you with that honey." Mom jumps into action to attend to wifely duties, handing Zack's cock back to him and moving to another. Mom kneels between your legs to suck off daddy, licking her own daughter off of her husband's cock.

Your head is listing about while Zack is still stood above you, his cock hardly drooping as he bears witness to this depravity. Your eyes meet his when he mouths "what the fuck", subtly shaking his head in disbelief. That makes you smile. Craning your weak neck, you land a tiny lick along his urethra, making him grin. He just keeps shaking his head, mouthing "fuck" to you.

After another minute you begrudgingly try to sit up. Your body has been ravaged, but your lust has been sated. Or you're just really tired now. Either way, mom is kind enough to help you up as the men tuck their junk back into their pants.

"Feel better?" asks mom with a glowing smile. You just nod. "Of course you do. Your father has a gift. You're a very lucky girl. And to think you were so worried about losing a bet!"

You look down at the carnage reaped upon your small frame. Streaks of cum stretch across your chest and stomach, your crotch is pink all over from being brutalized, your stomach is plainly sore, and somehow your nipples are still stiff. You can only imagine the state your face is in. But yeah, you didn't lose your bet.

"Can I go shower?" you ask meekly.

Mom looks at you kindly for the briefest of moments then flashes an evil grin. "Of course you can! You will lose your bet if you do, but by all means!"

You gesture downward, your eyes getting watery. "But... I'm really dirty."

"And I'm very proud of you. But life is all about choices. Would you rather win or would you rather be clean? Not that we can't sort out both..."

Tears roll down your face. You're not sobbing, just overcome by everything. Winning seems so unimportant now, and yet you're also so close to it. This can't all be for nothing, can it?

• Lay back onto your stools
• Go upstairs and shower