Daughter's Slut - S01 E42

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Daughter's Slut - S01 E42

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 42

Jalal groaned and gasped as he plowed into my hot cunt. My brother's dick felt amazing in me. The friction of his hard plunges into my silky depths sent waves rippling through my body. I shuddered and heaved beneath him, my snatch clenching down on his dick as the pleasure built and built inside of me.

So amazing. So wonderful. And Daddy watched. I loved having an audience. Especially him. I clawed my brother's back as my passion built faster and faster. Another orgasm already swelling through me, such wonderful pleasure.

“He's fucking me so hard, Daddy!” I whimpered, staring at his hand flying up and down his dick. “Just plowing into your slutty daughter's pussy!”

“Is she wet, son?” he groaned.

“So wet, Dad. She's hot, too. And silky tight! Oh, yes, she's going to make me cum.”

“She's drenched your cock with her cream?”

“Yeah, Dad. Just drenched it!”

“Good!” Daddy stroked his dick faster and faster. “Then fuck your slutty sister's asshole. Ram your dick into her bowels.”

Daddy understood me.

Such joy shuddered through me as Jalal ripped his dick out of my cunt, moved it down past my taint, and found my asshole. Lubed with my pussy juices, my little brother rammed his dick into my bowels. I shuddered at the velvety heat surging through me. My thighs tightened about Jalal's waist as a throaty moan burst from my lips.

Such delicious rapture rippled through me. The velvety friction of my little brother's cock plowing into my asshole filled my body. I whimpered and groaned, bucking on the couch, pressing my shaved pussy into his bush on his pubic mound. I ground against those ticklish hairs, such delight surging through me.

“Daddy, he's reaming my asshole so hard!” I moaned, eyes locked on the tip of his dick. “He's just plowing me like the slut I am!”

“I can see that, little flower,” Daddy groaned. He moved closer, fisting that thick dick, watching his children fuck with wild abandon. “How does her ass feel, son?”

“Amazing, Dad!” Jalal grunted, thrusting so hard and fast into my asshole, sodomizing my bowels with his amazing cock, bringing me closer and closer to erupting.

“Are you going to flood the slut's asshole?” Daddy groaned, moving even closer. He was right next to the couch now, standing over us, watching our incestuous passion.

“I will, Dad!”

“He will!” I moaned then craned my head.

Daddy rammed his dick into my mouth. I sucked on the tip of it as Jalal thrust forward. His cock buried to the hilt in my bowels. Then his hot cum spurted. My brother groaned as he filled my whorish asshole with his spunk.

Daddy groaned a moment later. I sucked hard on his dick as it erupted. His wonderful, salty jizz filled my mouth. Such a treat. I shuddered, gulping it down, my bowels clenching down on my brother's hard cock.

I took incestuous cum from two men I loved. My little brother and my amazing Daddy.

I came.

Pleasure howled through my body. I moaned as I nursed on Daddy's cock, drawing out every drop of his salty treat. My bowels milked Jalal's cock as I bucked and groaned. Juices flooded out of my pussy, matting down his bush as I groaned against him. My eyes fluttered. Such ecstasy bathed my mind.

Daddy saw me being a slut and loved it. I made him so happy. He accepted who I was. I could cry for joy. I was helping the family out, too. I bet I could tell him about prostituting my body. Mom was wrong. He would understand. It wouldn't make him ashamed.

Right?

Mom did know Daddy well. I should talk to her first. Just to make sure. But I wanted to tell him how I was helping out with the family. How I was doing my part when I wasn't using my body to make him happy.

Maybe he could watch me with a customer?

The front door opened. “Sorry I'm late,” Mom said. “I was held up at the college grading tests. So we're having Chinese food for dinner and... Oh, this is a naughty surprise. I see our daughter's being a slut again.”

“Yes, she was playing with her brother,” Daddy said, pulling his cock out of my mouth.

Mom bustled up to him, giving him a loving kiss like a dutiful wife, her hair wrapped up in her hijab, her blouse buttoned up so modestly. She was a slut, like me, but she kept it in the family. Only fucking my brothers. But that was fine since Daddy tended to monopolize me. My brothers needed someone at night to take care of their lusts I inspired.

“Yum!” Jalal said, ripping his cock out of my asshole.

“You get cleaned up, little slut,” Mom smiled at me, “and then join us.”

“Yes, Mother.” Jalal's cum leaked out of my asshole as I stood up.

Mom headed to the dining room with the plastic bags full of yummy smelling Chinese food. Jalal darted off to get dressed while I grinned at Daddy, his salty cum lingering in my mouth. He arched an eyebrow at me.

“You're not listening to your mother, little flower.”

“I just wanted you to know that some of my friends are becoming sluts. Kimmy”—Dad's eyes lit up at her name—“Kendra, and Izzy. I'll bring them over, and we'll have a lot of fun, Daddy. Isn't that hot?”

“Yeah,” he said. “But what would your mother think?”

“She won't care,” I said. Not since she was whoring the four of us out. “And I think Kimmy will be spending a whole lot of time here. Jalal has such a crush on her.”

Daddy's face darkened. “With an American slut?”

“Maybe he likes watching,” I said, patting his crotch. “You sure did, Daddy.”

He let out a loud growl. “You are such a wicked daughter, little flower.”

I fluttered my eyes at him. “But you still love me, right?”

He grabbed my ass, pulling me tight against him. “I still love you, little flower. And your body. Bring your friends over. They've been teasing me for years with those bodies.”

I grinned at him. I loved being Daddy's slutty daughter.

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