Daddy's Dirty Daughters (Taboo Threesome PI Erotica)
Raising a stepdaughter and a God-daughter by yourself is no easy task, but my patience and perseverance was rewarded when Larissa and Sasha grew up to be beautiful, intelligent, mature young women. But when I came home from a business trip, I found something completely unexpected... More
Raising a stepdaughter and a God-daughter by yourself is no easy task, but my patience and perseverance was rewarded when Larissa and Sasha grew up to be beautiful, intelligent, mature young women. So I had few qualms about leaving them alone by themselves while I went out of the country on an extended business trip. But when I came home, I opened the front door to find what I thought was the remains of a debaucherous house party. What I found instead was an entirely different kind of debauchery, in which I would quickly find myself embroiled…
Warning: This 5400-word story contains graphic descriptions of taboo sexual relations, lesbian strap-on penetration, oral sex, anal penetration, and light spanking & bondage. It is intended for mature audiences only.
“Take it! Take it! Take it!” Larissa said as she pounded into her sister’s tight rear end. She was standing on the bed now, behind Sasha who was bent over double, her slender frame trembling. I could see the glistening wetness of both of their pussies as they fucked. There were dried streaks of cum on the inside of Larissa’s thighs, which led me to believe that this wasn’t their first round tonight.
“You like getting fucked in the ass, you little bitch?” Larissa asked.
“Yes, Mistress Sissy!” Sasha howled, and continued to scream wordlessly as Larissa plowed into her, over and over. Larissa moved one hand to the center of Sasha’s back while she began rubbing and twisting at her own nipples, fingers kneading and working her breast. After several more thrusts her voice jumped an entire octave and her thrashing became more frantic.
“I’m gonna cum, Mistress Sissy!” she shouted. “Please, may I cum?” Her whole body twisted and bucked, thrusting back against her sister and seeking out the dildo hungrily. Larissa paused for a moment, as if in contemplation.
“Not yet,” she said. I could tell that she was moving the head of the strap-on up and down Sasha’s skin, going back and forth between her sister’s pussy and ass. “You need to confess what naughty things you’ve done, and what kinds of naughty things you’ve been saying.”
What followed was a litany of exotic confessions that, I soon realized, was a day-by-day account of what they had done while I was gone. They had fucked in nearly every room of the house, starting with my bed and proceeding methodically around the house. It was evident that Larissa was not always the dominant one, and that on several occasions their roles had been reversed, as Sasha began confessing things she had done to her sister while in charge.
Sasha apologized profusely to her sister for those incidents, where she had forced her sister to suck on her clit, or spend an hour with a vibrating butt plug inserted into her rectum. These confessions were punctuated with spankings and scoldings, and soon Sasha’s ass was bright red. But the last thing she confessed took me completely by surprise.
“Who do you want to fuck?” Larissa said, her hands rubbing back and forth on Sasha’s sore ass. “Who do you really want to get nasty with, you dirty little slut?”
Sasha whispered something, too low for me to hear, and Larissa slapped Sasha’s ass hard, getting a squeal out of her. “What was that? I can’t hear you!” she barked.
“Daddy!” Sasha said, then slightly quieter, “Daddy. I want to fuck our Daddy.”
Bowled over, I took a step back, and reached out to put a hand on the doorframe. She wanted to fuck me?