From an Outie to an InnieChapter 8
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I awoke the next morning. It was Saturday the 9th. While mom had taken the day off to spend with me, I had very little time with dad. It was great to be able to spend so much time with her and bond, but I could not shake the feeling of my male bonds with dad slipping. I suppose that it would be inevitable for that to happen, now that I was his daughter.
As I was thinking this, I recalled some of my dreams from the night before. I’ve seen my father nude, in the past. The family would often go to the gym together, especially in the winter, and that meant that we’d shower together after working up a stink and sweat.
Those dreams had me aching to be touched. Most of all, they had me throbbing for my father’s caresses. As those thoughts filled my mind my hands began to wonder, seemingly of their own volition.
The feel of my tits, so firm and plump. My fingers found my nipples tight and so very sensitive. I imagined the hands caressing me were my father’s, warm and firm, yet gentle. As they slid down my body, over my abs, I shuddered with pleasure at the light touches. My fingers teasingly combed through my thick bush, lightly pulling and scratching the skin underneath in a delightfully erotic way.
The night before, I had explored my body in the mirror and with my hands. At that time, my pussy’s lips had remained closed, my clit hidden. I had not been turned on as my explorations were non-sexual. This was not the case, now.
As my fingers explored my vulva; teasing my labia open, they found a moist, oily, wetness, which, when I brought them to my lips, had a musky, yet pleasant taste. All through this, my father remained in my imagination as the one touching me. I had never had such thoughts about my mother as a young man. So, why was it I now envisioned my father as a lover? These were thoughts for later, though, as my fingers seemed to have a mind of their own.
Slowly, I probed the entrance of my virgin pussy. Gently I caressed and fucked myself with a single digit. I found no significant barrier to my one finger and enjoyed the feelings. As I slowly plundered my tight little hole, the heel of my hand pressed pleasantly against my clit, which added to my pleasure. Images of my father as the one doing these things to me flooded my mind continuously. I had never cried out when I’d masturbated as a male, so I was unprepared for the anguished sounding cry that burst from my lips when I climaxed.
As I lay there, in the afterglow of my morning masturbatory session, my father burst into my room looking around for whatever had caused me to scream out. It might have been fine, and he would have left as soon as he was confident that nothing was amiss. However, his gaze fell upon my wholely exposed body with its sheen of sweat. Sweat that made my skin glisten. For a moment, I could see it in the way he looked at me; there was lust for the sexy young woman in this bed.
While my father stood there, I also noticed the proof of his lustful thoughts as the front of his pajamas tented out. My goodness, he was hung like no man I’d ever seen! As I looked at him looking at me, I found one hand moving up to my breasts to caress and tease the firm flesh, my fingers gripping and pulling at my nipples. The other parted my lips again as I focused on that sizable cock seeking to escape its prison. I had no rational thought process guiding me as I began to moan and plead for him to come and fuck me.
It was just as I uttered my plea to be fucked by my father that I saw my mother’s hands come round him and hug him. She had heard me! Oh, god. My mother heard me beg my father to fuck me. I was ruined. I was sure of it.
I braced for the tirade that had to be coming. Instead, mom’s hands slid down into his pajamas and began to caress that glorious cock as she whispered in his ear. Something in his eyes changed as he listened to her voice and felt her stroking him right there in front of me.
“Bobbie, would you like your father to be your first? I know he would love to do that for us.”
I shook my head in bewilderment. “Us?”
“Yes, love. Us. I have every intention of taking part in introducing you to your life as a sexual being. That is, of course, if you’ll agree to it. We come as a package deal. You get both of us or neither. What do you say?”
I could scarcely believe my ears. My mother wanted to have a threesome with both her husband, my father, and me. Part of me was a little repelled by the idea, but a more significant portion, including my pussy, wanted it badly. You see, my fingers had pressed into my tight little cunt as I watched his erection grow. Now, I could feel the muscles within grasp at my fingers as I had another orgasm.
As my ass clenched and my abs strained, my back and neck arched. I screamed out, “Yes. Please, both of you, come fuck me.” I then crashed back to the bed, gasping for breath, my eyes wide and wild with need as I lay there looking at them.
“Husband mine, join her and begin showing her how a man pleases a woman. I’ll be right back. We’ll be needing water, I think.”
My father simply nodded his head in response as his feet carried him to my bed where he lovingly gazed down upon me, taking in the view with lust.
The next thing I knew was the feeling of his lips brushing across mine in a sensual way that made me shiver with desire. This kiss was accompanied by a firm hand filling itself with the flesh of my right tit, which tenderly squeezed and teased.
Without missing a beat, he joined me in my bed and moved across me to the other side. For a moment, he was above me, and that wonderful cock of his grazed my skin, through his pjs. I knew what a hard cock felt like. I had owned one just recently, and not so long ago had the joy of sucking and fucking one, too.
Again, he kissed me — this time I reached up and grabbed his head and kissed him back. My lips parted, inviting his tongue to explore. Slowly, our tongues met and danced. His left arm slid under my neck, while his right hand began to investigate my every curve. His touches were electric and set my body aflame. When his fingers found my sex, I moaned.
Before he could go further, my mother returned with a pitcher of water and some plastic tumblers. Having noticed her return and the water, I broke the kiss and asked her to pour me some. When she passed it to me, I sat up and greedily drank it down. I was feeling parched, but the water chased away that feeling.
I handed the empty tumbler back to my mother, and she set it on my dresser. Once that task was complete, she joined us in my bed and kissed my father and then me. I could feel the passion in both kisses.
Where my father was using his right hand to tease my body to new heights of pleasure, my mother used her left hand along with her mouth, which found the nipple closest to her. Her lips and tongue teased it to an even higher state of arousal. Slowly she withdrew, her teeth scraping across the sensitive flesh as she drew my flesh upwards, the tip of her tongue flicking over the engorged flesh until it popped free. Then she did the same with my right tit.
While this was all going on, my father had also been busy. He was back to kissing me with a restrained passion as his fingers worked their own magic all around my twat. They stroked and scraped my inner thighs, which seemed to spread wide of their own will, giving him full access to me. Each time I attempted to bring my own fingers to play, he would move them away and lightly growl into our kiss. After the third time, I changed tactics and moved my left hand to caress his abs and worked my way down to the turgid cock, which was still restrained by his pjs.
The feel of his hardness in my hand caused my mind to short-circuit for a moment. It felt so right to hold his hard cock in my hand. Slowly, I began to stroke him as I lay there, my hips slowly moving, my body seeking his touch. I was there, in that moment. Nothing else existed in my world. There was only the three of us, and their sensual attentions brought me to my next orgasm.
My body stiffened, back arching off of the bed, my grip on his cock bearing down, possibly uncomfortably so. Our kiss broke, and they both watched me as the climax overtook me. Just touches, those of his fingers and mother’s mouth had sent me over the edge in a huge way; this was my biggest orgasm so far.
Time passed. Slowly, I became aware of my surroundings and the feeling of being touched. They were lovingly stroking me, watching me, taking care of me. I smiled at them, and they returned the smile.
“That seemed like a good one,” my mother stated.
“Yes, it did. She’s quite the firecracker, my love.”
I looked back and forth between them, a silly smile on my face, “Oh my god, is it always like this? I can’t even begin to describe what I just experienced.”
It was my mother who answered, “No darling. It isn’t always like that. It can be like that if you are with the right person or people. Your father and I know how to explore a woman’s body and find its trigger points for pleasure. We’ve been doing it for quite a while.”
I was a little surprised at this proclamation and said so.
“Are you saying you have sex with other women?”
My father laughed and then said, “Other women and men. We’re both bi and never promised to only ever be with one another. We promised to be faithful, and that’s a different story. We can be faithful while still enjoying engaging in sex with others. It just means that we are open about it and communicate with one another. It’s rare that either of us goes it alone. It’s almost always a threesome such as we’re enjoying right now.”
“Wow, I would never have guessed.”
“And, that my dear,” said my mother, “is exactly as we wanted it to be. There was no reason for you and your brothers to be aware of our sexual engagements with others.”
We talked for a bit as I recovered from that amazing cum. All the while, their hands continued to caress me, but now it was a soothing touch, rather than a sexual one. My hands were not idle, either, as one gently continued to hold onto his cock and the other rested lightly against her thigh, the fingers moving soothingly against her lovely flesh.
Once I was fully recovered, by their reckoning, I asked mom to get me another glass full of water, which I drank down greedily. She also got a glass for herself and pop.
When she returned to the bed, she didn’t get in the same way as she had been. This time she swapped ends, and I found her face buried between my thighs, her mouth latching onto my pussy, fingers spreading me open as her tongue pressed into me.
“Oh fuck, yes,” I screamed at the feeling of her devouring me. The next thing I knew, there was a cock in my face as my father, now fully nude, joined my mother in feasting on my flesh. They lightly nipped and licked here and there. Fingers spread me, opening me to their continuing attentions.
One would be nibbling at my inner thighs as the other gently nibbled and sucked at my labia, both inner and outer. A thick finger pressed into my folds. Slowly it pushed deeper, stretching me more than I had done. I was racing towards another orgasm.
I was barely able to think rationally at this point, but rational thought was not necessary for what I did next, which was to grasp it in both my hands and begin to lick and suck the head as I stroked it with my hands.
I had stated, previously, that my father was hung. Seeing it through his pjs is not the same as having direct access to it. Now, I had it fully in my possession.
I am not a small woman at 178cm tall and massing 70 Kilos with a very proportional body. Part of what makes me a good goalie is the size of my hands. They are not petite. And, yet, I could not get my fingers to close around his girth. I thought I was well hung, before the change. I hadn’t compared to porn stars like Ron Jeromey. But, here was my father and he put RJ to shame! Have you ever held an old style six-ounce coke bottle? That’s how thick my father’s cock is. I couldn’t suck more than the head of it no matter how badly I wanted to.
I focused as much as I could on that beautiful schlong, stroking it with my hands while I greedily gobbled the head, sucking and teasing it, which helped prevent me from coming like that last time. But, it did not stop me from having lots of little orgasms.
Eventually, I felt a mouth, (my father’s I was sure), clamp down on my cunt and go to town on me even as my mother (mom doesn’t have any facial hair) moved down to my feet where she began to caress and suck. Her skillful fingers were massaging my foot as she sucked on my toes. It was so erotic. I knew some people had foot fetishes, but I had never expected to be on the receiving end of such a person’s attention.
I began to hum around my father’s cock. My spit provided lubricant for my hands as they slid up and down his shaft. The humming was not intentional but was a byproduct of the sensations they were filling me with.
I know it wasn’t intentional, but I suddenly found his cock deep in my mouth. I could breathe, but just. Then I felt the pulsing. My father was cumming in my mouth! I had swallowed plenty of cum while at Jamboree, but never this much at one time! Each spurt was too much to keep in my mouth, filled as it was with his cock.
I managed to swallow most of it, but some dribbled out and made a mess of my face, which I wasn’t aware of at the time. As this was going on, I started to get light headed. Combine all this with the orgasm that slammed into me like a freight train at high speed, and I had an even bigger orgasm than before. Slowly, the world faded away.
An eternity later, perhaps three minutes, I began to regain consciousness. The orgasm was still affecting me, but it was such a pleasant feeling.
Once I regained my faculties, my mother kissed me and licked the cum from my face before getting up to get us all some more water to drink. As before, I felt parched and drank the water down to quench my thirst.
After we’d all had a drink, we laid there sharing caresses and kisses and discussed the session we had just enjoyed together. I won’t go into the details, but they wanted to be sure that I was alright. I assured them that I was, though I’d been surprised when he’d managed to shove his cock so far into my mouth, which he apologized for.
I told them how great it felt when he covered me with his mouth as she sucked my toes. They smiled at my praise. It seems my mother does have a foot fetish, go figure.
I also learned that when I came that time, I squirted. Not like you see in porn, but squirt I did, and dad drank it all down. He said I had a wonderful flavor, which made me blush.
We’d been at it, according to the clock on my dresser, for about an hour so far, but we were not done. At least, not if I didn’t want it to be done.
“I’ve had dad cum in my mouth, and I’ve cum in his. I want to go around the world and give all of me to you,” I said as I looked him in the eye. “I want you to take my cherry and fuck my ass. I want it all pappa.” They both smiled at this.
Mom started to get out of bed, but papa told her to stay and enjoy some oral time with me while he went to get the lube and condoms. Mention of condoms made me aware of how at risk I was for getting pregnant, or catching diseases, which, in turn, leads to my next wish.
I called forth the Djinn and made my wish after considering it carefully, “My dear Djinn, I would like to make a combined wish. A wish to protect me and those I have sex with. My wish is that I will never get pregnant without my express desire to do so and that no sexual disease will ever be passed on to me; however, if I am raped, the rapist will be infected with every form of sexually transmitted disease, but not pass it on to others. And, any partner of mine will be cured of any sexually transmitted infection after copulating with me.”
With a warm smile, the Djinn granted my wish. It was not twisted in any way; it was empowered with the meaning I held within my heart. There would be no external cost as I balanced it out by including the healing of my partners even as any rapist would be horrifically infected. Any rapist would be getting what they deserved, nothing more.
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