The front door slammed shut, the rattle echoing through the house announcing the return of the young girl from school. She leaned against the door and kicked off her shoes, listening to the sound of her bus driving off down the street to the next stop. Frustration and anger fueled her motions as she tossed her bookbag onto the bottom of the stairs, meandering into the kitchen.

It has been another stupid day with stupid kids at a stupid school. Stupid. She shuffled her feet on the carpet in the hallway and slid her socks off of her feet, wiggling her toes in their regained freedom as she opened up the fridge and pulled out some juice. She took a drink straight from the carton, enjoying the light rebellion against her mother she had enacted by not getting a glass even though a clean one sat on the counter next to the fridge already. The impulse to misbehave grew, the urge to distract herself from the awful pit in her chest being exacerbated by the day's negative events.

An idea struck her, one which was equal parts naughty and exciting. She tossed the carton back in the fridge, slamming the fridge door closed and dashing upstairs. She paused at the closed door at the end of the hall, one last vestige of hesitation forcing her to reconsider, but the moment passed as quickly as it began, her hand reaching out for the polished knob and turning it gently.

Her face blushed slightly as she moved into the room and towards the table on her mother's side of the bed. The bottom drawer made no noise as she opened it to reveal the trove of toys resting inside. Sitting on top was the object of her search, a small smooth cylinder of soft silicone in bright purple. She picked it up by the blunt end with the reverence one would reserve for a precious artifact, carefully maneuvering it out of the full drawer and into the air. A lingering smell struck her nostrils, musky and pleasant and utterly taboo. She brought it to her tongue, tasting her mother's juices and starting to feel similar secretions fill her cotton panties.

Arousal clouded her mind entirely, the only important thing being the throbbing need between her quivering legs. With no hesitation, she flung herself onto the bed, still messy from her parents' hasty lovemaking that morning. Her fingers gripped her jet black leggings and hooked into her red panties, pulling both of them down past her ass and knees in one hasty motion. Legs kicked wildly, flinging the cloth across the room and against the opposite wall. She flung her legs wide, carefully activating the hidden switch on the toy and placing it gingerly against her swollen cunny lips.

The vibrations immediately sent lightning through her body, the epicenter seeming to focus on her needy clit and radiating outward to all of her extremities. An uncontrolled moan escaped her lips as she tried to forget about her day. She rolled onto her side, the silicone cylinder trapped between her clenched thighs as she buried her face in her father's pillow. The musky scent of his hair permeated her nostrils and set her hormones ablaze. Fantasies of her parents and their aggressive lovemaking filled her mind, the glimpses of her father's glorious cock and her mother's dripping pussy firmly in focus. She breathed in his scent and pressed the buzzing toy against her clit, wishing desperately that she would someday get to feel the real thing.

On the other side of the room, the door to the master bathroom slid open silently, the figure now outlined in it's light carefully observing the erotic scene in front of his face. Arousal shot to his groin, the sweatpants he had just retrieved from the embedded walk in closet stretching to accommodate his growing member. How she had not noticed his presence throughout the house was beyond him, although he most certainly knew she had arrived thanks to her initial door slam. He watched her writhe on the bed, burying her head in his pillows as cream gushed out around the toy and onto his side of the bed.

He wanted to never let it end, to reach into his pants and indulge in the same carnal pleasures she was experiencing. The war waged in his head between responsibility and sheer impulse, before finally his resolve was broken by a singular moan from his sweet daughter in the throws of her fantasy: "Oh, Daddy!"

Any thought of hesitation was obliterated in that moment as he instinctively moaned, his cock jumping in his pants. The sound finally broke her trance, her eyes darting across the room to the source of the sound. Her initial fear and despair at being caught was immediately quenched as she noticed the bobbing protrusion under his sweat pants and flushed expression. She froze momentarily, her ministrations forgotten as she contemplated her next move, his pause giving her just enough time to make yet another impetuous decision, one borne of a conversation long since past.

She rolled back onto the bed, spreading her legs gently and allowing her wet lips to part under his lustful gaze. No words were exchanged; both knew what the other wanted. She bit her lip expectantly as she watched him take tentative steps forward towards the bed, his hard rod bobbing and pulling down his sweatpants a little with each step. Finally he stood at the end of the bed, frozen with indecision. She rolled over quickly, grabbing his waistband and pulling. In her eagerness and naivete, she had not anticipated the consequences as his cock sprung back upwards and hit her in the chin.

His immediate concern evaporated as she laughed and grabbed it by the base to better control it. The act of taking control had forced her to focus on her first real cock, curiosity and arousal coursing through her mind. She looked up and into his eyes, the fire in hers finding a similar light in his, and with the silent permission given, she dipped her head down and slipped his head between her lips.

Both shuddered in pleasure, his hand subconsciously coming to rest on her head as her hand slipped between her legs. She groaned as her fingertip came into contact with her engorged clit, the juices now gushing from her slit serving as lubricant for her aggressive fingering. His mind clouded over as he allowed his daughter to grip his cock and give him the most eager yet amateur blowjob he had ever experienced. He winced as her teeth scraped across his head, her gaze meeting his in understanding as she repositioned her mouth.

Soon a salty flavor began to seep onto her tongue as she felt his heartbeat quicken with her tight grip. Her own fingers strummed faster and faster, chasing a climax that seemed so close and yet not quite achievable. Her father groaned and stroked her soft hair as he felt her draw him ever closer to the inevitable. He felt compelled to warn her, but a twisted part of his mind wondered what she would do if he surprised her. Would she like his taste?

The thought made his cock twitch, a little preview of flavors to come filling her mouth. A moan escaped around the head of his cock as she ground her hips against her fingers in response to the delightful flavor. She was surprised to realize she recognized it from the shaft of the vibrator, the understanding that the unique flavor was borne of a mixture of both of her parents' love juices. The epiphany flooded her brain with hormones as she sucked hard on the head, as though his cock was a straw through which she was determined to drink her favorite milkshake.

The added eagerness and pressure was too much for him, his cum rocketing up his throbbing shaft and into her waiting mouth. One thick load led to a second and a third, the sheer volume leaking out around her mouth and down her chin. She smiled as she swallowed, the unique flavor and scent filling her nose and mouth and making her lose her own battle. She clung to his hips as she came against her fingers, the feeling of his still half hard cock pushing up against her cheek accentuating her orgasmic bliss. After what seemed like an eternity, the two began to slow their breathing, their eyes locked in a knowing understanding of the new dynamic they had introduced.

With a sigh he stepped back from the edge of the bed, his eyes finally shifting from their position locked on his daughter to take in the rest of the room. His heart sank in terror as he noticed the shadow filling the bedroom door. His wife, her mother, stood there, her skirt hiked up to her waist and panties down between her legs. Her polished nails flashed in the dim light as they aggressively tended to her own arousal, the flushed expression on her face implying her presence had lingered for quite some time.

With a grin, their daughter used a finger to push the remaining cum into her mouth, sucking the last off of her finger to the delight of her mother. "I told you I could do it, Mommy!" she said with glee. Her father's face betrayed his astonishment as he turned to look at his wife. Her smile was wide as she finally slowed her fingers, juices dripping down her fingers and thighs.

"And Mommy is so very proud of you," she said in response, happily picturing all of the fun the three of them would be having in the near future.

(shout outs to a new friend who gave me some good ideas for this one. hope you enjoy and that it gave you good cummies!)