Missy

by Miss Adventurous

©Copyright 2019 Miss Adventurous

Introduction by ahorsewithnoname: Miss Adventurous was a member of my writing website for a number of years. She wrote several series and other stories. Twice she won our monthly writing competitions. She was very smart, and won our weekly Trivia contest too! She was a featured author at the site, and she contributed money too. She hasn't been seen in two years. As per the site rules, we're publishing some of her work here. We hope for the best for her.

Day One

“Daddy?”

“Yes baby girl?”

“Are you going to fuck me?”

Daddy’s fork stopped halfway to his mouth at the kitchen table, surprised etched across his face.

Let me start at the beginning...

My name is Missy and I grew up in a loving home in a big city. My mother was fit and active, going to the gym regularly each week and enjoyed being a housewife. My Daddy worked hard for a living as a lawyer and also kept himself in great shape. His body ripped with muscle and a clear six pack. Everyone always said Mommy was a lucky lady. Daddy always corrected them and said he was the lucky one with a stunner for a wife. Mommy had long legs, a little waist and big boobs that were always bouncing a little when she walked. I can’t wait for mine to come in. At 17 my body was still more girl than woman and I was growing impatient.

As sexuality became celebrated in the world sex in general became more widely accepted and common place. Soon what was once taboo behind closed doors, was publicly available for all to see - and take part in. Sex in public, group sex, incest, gang bangs and even beastiality became widely accepted and even encouraged. Mommy and Daddy made sure I was raised in a house filled with sexuality, ready to embrace a sexually charged world.

I can remember the first time I saw Daddy fucking Mommy. She was bent over the washing machine, her pants around her ankles as Daddy fucked her from behind. She caught me peeking in through the doorway; I was told that dinner would be on the table at six. After that it became more and more common for them to have sex in front of me.

Movie night with us all snuggled on the couch would end up with Mommy sucking on Daddy’s cock or him fingering her pussy under the covers. Every night I would go to sleep hearing them and in the morning I’d wake up to them fucking in the shower or in the kitchen during breakfast. Daddy could go for what seemed like hours.

I'd get turned on when I watched them. My nipples would get hard and what Daddy called my cunny would tingle. Soon I was rubbing it to make it feel better when I watched them. This had started about nine months ago.

One day after school I came home upset, refusing to talk to Mommy on the ride home. One of the boys had made fun of me and my outfit, saying it wasn’t slutty enough. I ran to my room crying and Mommy came into my room to see what was wrong. She sat next to me and rubbed my back as I sobbed on her shoulder and shared all the mean things that the bully said. Once I got it all out she leaned back, calmly unbuttoned her shirt and took out one of her bare breasts.

“What are you doing Mommy?” I asked her, looking at her nipple as she played with it a little.

“I’m going to help you feel better, just like I did when you cried when you were little.” She leaned over me and placed her hand on the back of my head, guiding me to her breast. “Here baby girl, suck on my titty for a little bit, you’ll calm down.”

Instinctively my mouth opened and latched on to her nipple, suckling. I was almost immediately comforted by the soothing action. Her nipple was hard in my mouth and although there was no milk, it was sweet tasting. It made sense why Daddy was always sucking on Mommy’s tits, as she called them, during sex. Thinking about them fucking made my cunny start to tingle again and I squeezed my legs together to try and relieve the tension.

Mommy saw this and said gently “Go ahead and rub your cunny baby girl, you’ll feel so much better.” With her encouragement I slipped my hand down my shorts and under my panties, finding my little bud and rubbing my fingers over it. I sighed happily and continued nursing on her tit. As I rubbed I got wetter and started moving my hips around, squirming against her. You'd think at 16 I would have been masturbating years ago, but, no, I was slow developing and my friends never talked to me about it.

“That’s a good girl, keep rubbing your clit baby. That’s it, suck on Mommy’s teat and rub your little cunny.” My cunny started to pulse and really tingle. It had never felt that strong before and then suddenly my whole body seemed to burst with pleasure. I gasped and arched my back, my legs shaking as I kept rubbing.

“Oh yes baby, cum! Oh my little girl is cumming! Good girl! Keep rubbing honey, don’t stop playing with your clit until you can’t take it anymore. Yes that’s it, keep cumming baby!” She held me until eventually my clit was too sensitive for me to touch it anymore. She stroked my hair and explained to me in a calming voice what an orgasm and cum was and how proud of me she was.

“Now honey I want you to play with your pussy at least once a day ok?” I nodded in agreement as she continued, “But it’s very important that you don’t put anything in your pussy hole ok? That’s for Daddy to do.” I nodded again, wanting to be a good girl.

From that day on after school I’d come home and nurse on Mommy until I came. Some days while I nursed she told me about her day but on others Mommy would tell me about Daddy’s cock. She would tell me about how thick and fat it was and how when you measured it it was just over nine inches long. Sometimes she would talk about how much cum Daddy could shoot and how she loved it. I always came the hardest when she talked about Daddy’s cock and cum.

When Daddy heard I was cumming for the first time he rubbed his big cock through his pants and told Mommy 18 was going to be a long ways away. Mommy agreed (even though she knew it was less than a year!) and said something about how that was her family tradition so he needed to be patient.

That night Daddy fucked Mommy so hard she could barely walk the next day. Mommy came down to the kitchen later than usual the next morning. I had already made myself a bowl of cereal, since I was a big girl, and sat down to eat. Mommy stumbled to the coffee pot, legs wobbling a little. When she reached up to get a coffee mug her robe rode up and I could see that she had cum leaking out of her pussy. Daddy joined us at the kitchen table, slapping Mommy’s ass as he walked by. He dug into his breakfast, clearly hungry from the night of fucking.

“Daddy?”

“Yes baby girl?”

“Are you going to fuck me?”

Mommy and Daddy looked at each other before he replied.

“Yes honey, I am, it’s a daughter’s job to be a little slut for her Daddy. I need to fuck a lot and you’re going to help Mommy with that. But that won’t happen until you’re a little older. When you turn 18 I’ll pop your cherry.”

“But Daddy I just turned 17, that’s a long time away! What if I don’t want you to wait that long?”

“Missy mind your father! It’s tradition in this family that we include children in sex at 18 and no sooner young lady.” Mommy said sternly. I huffed and sulked as I finished my cereal. One whole year was going to be a long time to wait...

Day Two

The next morning I made a pleasant discovery. It seemed like the more I masturbated, the more aware of my body I was. Everything felt different. The sheets felt softer on my bed, making me stretch lazily like a cat when I woke up. My cute little toes pointing and toned legs stretching to their full length.

When I stood up my perky little buds of breasts felt heavy and swollen. My hands slid up my body to cup them through my cotton sleep shirt. My nipples tingled and tightened. I could see them peeking through the threadbare white tee I loved to wear to bed. It was an old workout shirt of Daddy’s and was worn from the years of washing. Sometimes I swore it still smelled like him though, fresh and sexy.

As I walked to the bathroom to start my morning routine before school, my bare feet felt cold on the hardwood floors. The sound of them slapping onto the surface seemed loud and jarring in the quiet house. As I opened the glass shower door I stretched again, my arms going up over my head, reaching up on my tippy toes and arching my back. I adjusted the temperature of the water until it would be hot like I liked and took off my pjs.

I tossed my tee in the hamper and shimmied out of my blue boy shorts. They were comfortable and cute, with a pretty pink flower on my right butt cheek. When Mommy gave them to me she said they were more appropriate for my age. They rode low on my hips and showed just a little bit of the underside of my butt cheeks. They were definitely an upgrade from the plain cotton bikinis that were high waisted and hid everything. Luckily I hadn’t had to wear those granny panties since I turned 16. Mommy loved lingerie shopping and always came home with bags of goodies for us when she went to the mall.

As the shower heated up I turned and looked at my body in the mirror behind the sink. It was so different from Mommy’s but today I was looking at it with new eyes. My hair was getting long, it’s curls and natural waves shining under the bathroom light. It was the same color as Mommy’s, a deep auburn that looked brown in low light but sparkled in the bright sun. For years it was my favorite feature. My eyes were blue, a genetic oddity from Daddy’s Sicilian heritage. They really were a startling contrast to my red hair. I smiled at them, loving that I was a mix of both my parents. My mouth was a little wide but my lips were full and plump, my lower lip pouty. It was the first feature to change on my journey into womanhood. It was a woman’s mouth and no longer a little girl’s. I smiled wider, pleased.

My eyes traveled down my neck to my shoulders, my skin smooth and pale. Daddy’s skin was always tanned and darker than ours, his Italian heritage shining through. I reached my breasts and cupped them again, my fingers automatically rolling my nipples gently. They were a dusky pink and puffy, the same shade as my lips. My breasts were much smaller than Mommy’s. Hers were a full C cup, but I could see now that mine were the same shape. Round and high on my body, I was hopeful that they’d fill in a little and stay as bouncy as Mommy’s were even after breast feeding. Hers were the softest things I’d ever felt and I loved rubbing my cheeks against them before I nursed after school.

After one last squeeze on the tips, I slid my hands down my torso to my waist. I could see now that there was a hint of a curve, flaring out a bit to my hip. I wanted womanly curves to show off, great tits, a tiny waist and hips that were full and sexy. I wanted ones like Mommy and some of the girls at school had. Some of them already had their cherries popped, the lucky ducks. Gossiping before and after class about who they blew or fucked. Mommy told me to pay them no mind and to be patient, it would be worth the wait.

My hands slid down to my thighs, the skin creamy and unblemished by marks. Between my legs my pussy looked as untouched as it was. It was bare of hair, something some of the girls at gym class had teased me about. They were able to grow full mature bushes of hair if they wanted. Some of them opting to shave or wax but others, wanting to show off their new womanly status, left them trimmed short and tight. One of my friends Lisa even had a design shaved on it, a little star right on her pussy mound. Her identical twin, Melia, had a matching heart groomed into hers. Lisa had squealed excitedly about how her Mom had taken them to a salon to have it done but the class bell rang before I got to hear more about it.

When I asked Mommy why I didn’t have any pubic hair she simply smiled and said that I was a little girl and that little girls didn’t have hair on their cunnies.

“Besides,” she had said with a wink, “Daddy likes a bald cunt to lick.”

My eyes had gone wide at her statement and she laughed at my expression. After getting that piece of information I had spent the rest of the day imagining Daddy’s head between my legs, licking my little clit. I shivered at the memory and put a finger in my mouth to suck.

My pussy was smooth and puffy with a seam down the middle made by my lips. The outer lips were plump and full with no gap in between them. Apparently they wouldn’t loosen up until I had taken a few cocks, at least that’s what my best friend Hannah said. But for now they stayed tight and made my pussy look almost sealed. I knew behind them hid my little bud. My clit was rapidly becoming my new favorite part of my body. I wanted to touch it all the time, right now actually. I popped my wet finger out of my mouth and slid it in between my lips, giving my clit a little good morning rub. It was proportional to the size of my pussy but always turned a deep red and got hard when I played with it, peaking out from its hood.

My inner lips were dainty and protected the entrance to my vagina. So far I had listened to Mommy and hadn’t put anything in there, not even my finger. I had circled the rim of the hole a couple of times, loving how it felt, but was too scared to penetrate myself against her orders. The last time I came I had felt it flexing and clenching below my hand as I fiddled my clit. It wanted to squeeze down on something.

“Missy!”

At my mothers call from downstairs I jerked in surprise, yanked out of my lazy perusal of my body.

“We’re leaving in fifteen minutes!” She called up, “Shake a leg young lady!”

I sighed and stopped rubbing my clit. I popped my finger back in my mouth, sucking off my tart and sweet juices from my pussy and stepped into the shower to wash up. It was going to be a long day.

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Dressed and ready for school, I bounced down the stairs as quickly as my legs could take me, not wanting to make my Mommy angry for being late. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I saw Daddy standing by the door, briefcase at his side, his hand squeezing the handle, white knuckled. His belt and the fly of his pants were undone, his head thrown back as he groaned. Mommy was on her knees before him, her hands holding his hips still, the whole length of his dick buried in her throat. Her eyes were watering a little, her eyeliner and mascara smudging from the tears. I watched, transfixed, as I saw her throat move as she swallowed. Daddy was cumming down her throat.

“Yea Brenda, so fucking good!” Daddy said roughly, holding the back of her head against him and thrusting his hips into her, fucking her throat with short deep jabs as he came. She held still and swallowed with every pulse of his dick, reaching down to squeeze his balls, making sure they were empty. During one of our afternoon nursing sessions Mommy had told me about how Daddy liked his balls played with during a blowie so I knew he loved what she was doing.

Daddy pulled back and left just the head of his fat cock in her mouth, her tongue swirling around it to clean the head. She even dipped the tip of her tongue into his pee hole to get every last drop. She looked up at him and grinned.

“You couldn’t shoot at least one in my mouth? You know I love your cum.” She said teasingly. “When you pump it directly into my stomach I don’t get a taste!”

Daddy chuckled, stroking her hair as she gently tucked his cock back into his boxers and started to zip his fly.

“I’ll give you more tonight Brenny if you really need it.” He said, using his pet name for her.

They were so sweet together. Mommy stood and finished buckling his belt, standing up on her tip toes to kiss him. I could see them using their tongues, it was so hot when they made out. I bit down on my lower lip as I watched, jealous.

Finally Mommy pulled away and told him to have a good day at work. He smiled down at her and then turned to see me, still frozen on the stairs, not wanting to interrupt their moment.

“Come give me a kiss goodbye baby girl.” Daddy requested.

I shyly walked over to him and leaned up to give him a kiss on the cheek like I always did in the morning. But when I got closer to his face Daddy turned his head and his lips met mine. My eyes went big in surprise and my mouth opened in shock. Daddy had never kissed me on the mouth other than some quick pecks for holidays and my birthday. He took advantage of my surprise and put his tongue inside my mouth, flicking my lips with it. I made a strangled noise that sounded like a groan and Daddy deepened the kiss, slanting his mouth over my lips and rubbing his tongue against mine. I was in heaven.

Daddy was kissing me like a woman! I moaned into his mouth and he encouraged me with his tongue to stroke his back. Soon I was panting and my panties were growing damp under my school uniform. It felt amazing. All too soon he pulled back and I felt his hand was on my ass, holding me tight against him as we kissed. He squeezed my butt cheek hard, looking down at me.

“Have a good day at school and behave for your mother.” He said.

With that he let me go, gave my mother another quick kiss and walked out the front door as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. I just stood there, still stunned by what happened. Daddy had kissed me! I looked over at Mommy who was studying my reaction. I smiled back at her tentatively, placing my fingertips against my lips. They were still buzzing from his kisses.

“Well!” She said brightly, “It looks like you’re going to have a very good day today!”

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First and second period went by with a blur, the teachers droning on about their topics, no more awake at that time of day then their students. I however, was still on my kiss high. Third period was science lab with my bestie Hannah. I couldn’t wait to tell her about my morning.

Before she even sat down on the stool next to me I blurted out, “Daddy made out with me!”

She dropped her book bag next to us and slapped her hands against the counter top.

“GET OUT!” She yelled loudly.

This drew some attention from the other kids in the class and they all stopped to stare at the two of us. I blushed, embarrassed.

“Shhh!” I said desperately.

“Well how did you expect me react?!” She asked laughing.

I giggled, I guess she was right. Quickly before the bell rang and the class started I told Hannah about my morning.

“Do you think this means he’s going to fuck you?” She asked when I was done.

I shrugged in reply, not really knowing. Her cherry had been popped when she turned 16, a little over a year ago. Her Daddy and Uncles has spent the whole night with her. The next day she had practically limped in to school. She had loved it but was so sore from their fucking of both her holes, sometimes at the same time, that they had to let her heal for a week. Only able to give blowies she said her Mom had to call her Aunt to come help her with her Dad’s appetite during that time.

“He says he has to wait until I’m 18 because it’s Mommy’s family tradition.” I told her, placing my face in my hands defeated.

Since she started having sex Hannah had been respectful about my virgin status. She kept most of the details to herself around her sex life so I wouldn’t be uncomfortable or jealous but I knew she got fucked regularly by the men her family. She was the only daughter in her generation, everyone else was male. That meant unless they didn’t mind a boy’s ass, her pussy was used and used often by her Dad and Uncles.

“Pfft!” She said, dismissing my statement. “Most girls these days are losing it at 14 or 15! 18 is practically ancient. How are you supposed to get enough experience to join a Sorority in college if you only have a year to practice? You should force the issue.” She said getting animated now.

“What do you mean?” I said.

“You should just walk up and say ‘Daddy! I need to fuck!’ And then sit your little ass right down on him. Women are liberated these days Missy, liberated!” She said all this with her hands on her hips, her head moving back and forth with enthusiasm.

I laughed, “Daddy’s not the kind of man you can boss around Hannah and you know it. I don’t think I’m taking cock until he and Mommy are good and ready.”

“It’s a shame,” she said licking her lips, her eyes going up and down my body. “Once it’s popped we can have a hell of a lot more fun together.” She waggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“Hannah!” I said, blushing at her innuendo. Was she suggesting what I thought she was suggesting? The bell rang then and marked the start of science lab.

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I waved as Mommy pulled the car up to the parent pick up lane. I tossed my back pack into the back seat and plopped down in the front. Before she pulled out of the lane she turned her cheek expectantly at me and I leaned over to kiss it hello.

“Hi Mommy,” I said, staring out the window as she pulled out of the school complex.

“How was school baby girl?” She asked.

“It was fine, nothing new.” I said in reply.

“Did you have any good cums at lunch or at gym honey?” She said, knowing that some of the girls had started masturbating in the bathrooms and locker rooms to relieve their tension.

“No Mommy,” I said, disappointed that I hadn’t had time.

“Well have you cum at ALL today yet?!” She asked as if shocked by my behavior.

“No, Mommy,” I said again.

“Well that is just UNacceptable, pull up your skirt. Let me see your pussy immediately young lady.” She said sternly, pulling to a stop at a red light.

I sunk down in my seat and raised my skirt up to my lap, opening my legs a little so she could see.

“Wider!” She demanded.

I did as she asked, bending my right leg up against the car door. She put her hand down and cupped my pussy. I gasped at her touch. Until that moment I was the only one who had touched my girly parts. She slid her hand over me and briskly rubbed my clit with two fingers. I moaned loudly in the quiet car. She took her hand away when the light turned green again.

“Just as I thought!” She said smartly. “You’ve got a hot cunny that needs to be taken care of immediately. You can’t let yourself get to this state young lady. And it’s only going to get worse once you start taking cock.” She lectured. “Once we get home you are to go straight upstairs to your room so we can fix this. Do you understand Missy?”

“Yes ma’am” I said, staring to sit up again and close my legs.

“Don’t you dare!” She scolded. “I want you to rub your clit until we get home. I want you nice and slick.”

I did as she asked, dipping my fingers down to the source of my juices and dragged them up around my clit. Moaning I circled my clit with my wet fingers. It felt so good. I whimpered, my hips moving. By the time we got home my thighs were coated in my juices and my whole cunt was throbbing with the need to cum.

“Go upstairs and take off your clothes. Mommy will be right up to nurse you.” She directed me. I ran up the stairs, eager to touch my clit, it was on fire.

By the time I took off my school uniform, a crisp white short sleeve button down shirt with the school crest on the breast and a green and blue plaid pleated short skirt, I was making pathetic needy sounds in the back of my throat. I threw my body back onto my bed and spread my legs wide, my hands going to my pussy immediately. I used one to hold my meaty lips open so the other could go straight to my throbbing clit.

“If you took care of yourself more often it wouldn’t get this bad,” Mommy said from the doorway.

She had removed her shirt and bra, just wearing the white linen pants she had on all day. Her breasts were so full and her nipples were already hard. As she walked towards the bed they bounced and swayed a little, making my mouth water. She sat down on the side of the bed next to me and looked down and my frantically moving hand.

“Tsk tsk, what are we going to do with you.” She sighed, picking up my head and placing it in her lap.

She cupped one of her breasts and moved it towards my mouth. I leaned up to latch and started suckling hard. To my surprise my mouth filled with a sweet liquid.

“Oh!” I said, startled and let go of the nipple. Mommy laughed.

“That’s right baby girl, Mommy’s milk came in from all of your suckling. Do you like it?” She asked.

I swallowed what was left in my mouth. It was thin and tasted sweet like melon. I nodded shyly and reached up with my mouth for more.

“That’s my good baby, drink up.” She said, stroking my hair.

I resumed rubbing my clit, circling it so that it came out from under its hood and stood proud and hard. With Mommy’s nipple in my mouth and my cunny on fire I started to cum. My whole body clenched and I yelled out that I was cumming. Mommy watched and continued to stroke my hair soothingly. When I was done I was exhausted and laid limp on the bed. Mommy pulled her teat from my mouth with a pop and moved my head to nurse on the other one.

“There you go Missy, can’t forget about the right one now can we? Mommy’s going to need you to nurse more often now that I’m milky. Whenever they get full I’ll need you again ok?”

My mouth full of her nipple I nodded. Mommy reached over and started to rub my clit with her pointer finger, ever so gently.

“Let me rub it for you baby, I know you need more and I know you’re tired.” She said as I moved my hips from the pleasure. “That’s a good girl, let Mommy make you feel good.”

I nursed while she diddled my pussy. Once in a while she teased my hole, more daring that I had been so far. She’d slip the tip of her finger in and swirl it around to get more of my juices. Then she would rub her finger around the entrance of my hole, circling the small opening. She chuckled when she saw my reaction.

“Oh you little slut, you’ve got a greedy little hole don’t you?” She said as she did it again.

My pussy hole clenched uncontrollably as she did it, my clit spasming. I nodded eagerly, my head shaking her breast.

“Daddy’s going to love this cunt hole,” She said. “He loves breaking in cherry pussy.”

Her nipple popped out of my mouth, milk dripping down my chin as I came. My whole body shook and I squeezed my legs together to try and contain the pleasure, trapping Mommy’s hand in between them. She had made me cum harder than I ever had. If my hands were great, hers were even better. I sighed and relaxed into the bed.

“There there little one, close your eyes and take a little rest before dinner. Daddy will be home soon.” She said softly, tucking a blanket around my naked body. I was out before she even left the room.

Day Three

It was raining when I woke up the next morning. The rain tapping gently against the windows in my bedroom, wind shaking the trees in the backyard. It was one of those days where I wanted to curl up in bed and read, cozy and warm under the covers. But unfortunately at 17 I still needed to go to school. As quickly as I could I scurried into the bathroom and turned on the shower, closing the bathroom door to keep the steam in. Hopefully it would heat the room up a little and take away my chill.

I showered quickly, knowing Mommy well enough to know she didn’t like to drive in this weather. She would want to leave a few minutes early for the drive to school. I dried off, the soft cotton of the towel rasping against my skin. For a change, I braided my hair, Katnis Everdeen style. I knew my curls would be no match against the rain and dampness all day. Throwing on a cleanly washed and ironed uniform I walked down the stairs.

This morning there was no goodbye blow job at the bottom of the stairs. Instead I found Daddy alone, searching for ‘the good umbrella’ in the coat closet. Today he was wearing a slate grey suit and a dark blue shirt, setting off the color of his eyes. He was so handsome. The suit fit him just right, tight in all the right places. The way it cupped his ass had me tilting my head to get a better eyeful as he rummaged in the closet.

“C’mere pretty girl, Daddy’s in a rush this morning,” he said, hand outstretched towards me.

I skipped to him, leaning against his body when he pulled me close. He leaned down and placed his lips on mine again and kissed me. He wasted no time this morning easing me into it, thrusting his tongue in my mouth, dueling with my own. I whimpered into his mouth when I felt his hand slide under my skirt to cup my ass. After what felt like a few minutes he gave it one last squeeze and pulled back.

“I don’t want to hear about you not tending to your cunny all day again, do you hear me young lady?” he said sternly.

“Yes Daddy!” I replied earnestly, “I’ll be good, I promise!”

He nodded and I watched him jog to his car quickly through the rain. It was really coming down out there.

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At school that day I learned about how Christopher Columbus really wasn’t that great of a guy in History and then about how AP Statistics would help me throughout my whole life. So far this year we had heard more about how useful statistics were than actually learning how to use them. By lunch time the storm had gotten worse, the lights flickering occasionally at the school. Word spread that there might even be an early dismissal but I was no stranger to those types of rumors. Unless the buses couldn’t drive on the roads and the lights were off, we’d be leaving at our regular 3:30pm dismissal time.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that gym class was canceled. We clearly couldn’t go outside to the soccer field as planned and the boy’s gym class was using the weight room. With an assembly going on for the 9th graders in the gym, ironically on sex education, we were stuck being ‘supervised’ in the girls’ locker room. By supervised they meant that Mrs. Davis would sit in the office attached to the locker room and watch The Bachelor while we hung out until the bell rang.

My pussy starting to itch from not having attention all day so I went into the bathroom area, choosing the last stall in the back. I sat on the toilet, pulled my panties down and lifted up my skirt. I had just started to reach down to finger my clit when I heard moaning coming from another stall. Was another girl masturbating too?

“Oh yea, do it harder!” I heard, the voice breathy and high pitched.

“Yea pump it! Pump it good!” it continued.

I licked my fingers and felt my cunny, hot to the touch as I tried to place the voice.

“Oh my Goooood! You’ve got four in! Oh God it feels good. Keep going!” it said.

I knew that voice. It was Melia! My FRIEND. She was clearly being fingered, and with four fingers no less!

“You’re going to make me cum,” she said desperately. “Oh God you’re gonna make me squirt!”

And then a gasp that I thought was the start of her climax changed to a cry of protest.

“No, no! It won’t fit! Don’t! Don’t push it iiiinnnnn-uuuugggghhh!”

She was grunting and crying out, I couldn’t tell if it was from pleasure or pain. Either way, I rubbed my clit faster, my pussy positively soaked.

“Ugh! Fuck sissy! Ugh! You’re! Ugh! Fisting! Ugh! Meeeee!” she squealed.

Sissy?! She was taking a whole fist up her cunt?! Her twin sister’s fist?! Wow, my mind was in overdrive, pleasure pulsing through my body as I almost immediately came from the thought. My cunt clenching and my clit throbbing I moaned, riding the wave until my clit was too sensative. The grunting continued for a few more minutes and then I heard Melia yell that she was cumming.

“Oh yea, soak me!” I heard, this time from her sister Lisa.

I took some tissue and wiped my pussy so that my juices wouldn’t chafe my inner thighs and flushed the toilet. I left the stall and went to wash my hands in the sink. Behind me another stall door opened and Lisa came out. She was opening and closing her hand. Spreading her fingers wide and then closing them into a fist.

“She took it, she finally took it!” Lisa said excitedly, raising her fist in the air in victory.

I laughed at her antics and smiled as she held the stall door open.

“Look!” she said, gesturing to the stall.

I moved closer so I could see inside and saw Melia sprawled on the toilet. Her legs were spread wide, her skirt bunched at the waist and her panties hanging sadly around one ankle. Her head was leaning against the wall, taking deep breaths after what had to have been a monster climax. Her dirty blonde hair matted with sweat. What shocked me though was her shaved pussy. It was red and engorged, leaking a little clear fluid down over her asshole. Her cunt hole was stretched and gaping so that I could actually see into the small dark tunnel.

“Fuck,” I breathed out as I looked at her wrecked pussy.

“She went fucking crazy for it when I forced it in,” Lisa explained, clearly excited by their accomplishment. “She squirted everywhere!”

Lisa gestured to her uniform which I now noticed was soaked, making her white shirt see through. I licked my lips, her tits looked good. Melia groaned, distracting me from my thoughts.

“You okay sissy?” Lisa asked her, kneeling down by Melia’s side.

Melia nodded and reached down to feel her stretched hole. She made a whining noise when she felt how open she was.

“What’s the matter? Do you want more?” Lisa asked, clearly ignoring that it was a cry of discomfort and disbelief versus being horny.

Without waiting for an answer from her twin, Lisa made a fist and brought it up to Melia’s cunt. Melia started shaking her head no but Lisa wasn’t paying any attention. Her gaze was fixated on the closed fist pressing into her sister’s gaping hole. Melia’s pussy didn’t want to let it in again. Lisa just pushed harder, changing tactics and trying to twist it back and forth to corkscrew it into Melia’s body.

I glanced up to Melia’s face and met her pale green eyes. I held them as she stared into mine, grimacing and breathing heavy as her sister forced her hand inside. Without breaking eye contact I knew the moment it popped inside, her pussy giving up its fight against the large intrusion. The expression on her face changed instantly from one filled with pain to sweet, sweet relief.

Her eyes rolled back and her head fell against the wall. I looked down to see her sister pushing her fist as deep as it would go, past her wrist and a few inches of her forearm.

“Holy shit,” I said, my voice filled with wonder. “Look at her take it! I didn’t know that was possible!”

“Our mother has been trying to fist her for a week now so we can go to the kennel but she’s been maxed out at four fingers. I can’t wait to go home and tell her!” Lisa said excitedly as she pulled back her fist and punched it in again.

She developed a steady rhythm as a I watched, fascinated. I couldn’t believe you could take something so large and so deep into your body. When I really thought about it though Lisa’s wrist was as thick as Daddy’s cock. Was I going to have to take something that size into my body too? Goosebumps broke out over my body thinking about it.

A wet slurping noise came from Melia’s cunt as Lisa jabbed her fist into her with short jerky motions. Melia was in a state of constant moaning now, her words more gibberish than coherent thoughts. Her face the perfect picture of the fine line between agony and pleasure.

The wet sounds got louder and Lisa yelled, “Oh yea sissy! Here we go! Cum! CUM!”

She pumped her fist so fast it was almost a blur, her elbow moving at a blinding rate. Just then a clear fluid started shooting out of Melia’s pussy. Holy crap! Was it so much that she was peeing?

“Yaaaaaasssss!” Lisa cried, leaning down with her mouth opened wide to catch some of the liquid.

With every thrust of her arm more fluid shot out. It gushed over Lisa’s forearm and down over Melia’s taint. Once it stopped Lisa slowed her movements down and finally ended her assault, pulling her fist carefully out of her twin. Lisa reached up and patted her sister’s cheek with her dry hand.

“You gonna make it sis?” she said with a laugh.

Melia nodded and started to sit up straight on the toilet, fixing her clothes as best she could. Lisa stood up and once she saw that Melia was okay, walked over to the sink to wash her hands.

“That was insane!” I whispered to Melia, “Are you ok?” I asked her.

She just smiled at me.

“That looked brutal but you came so hard!” I said.

She nodded and stood up, her legs a little shaky, still silent.

“Well did you like it or not!?” I said, exasperated.

“You’ll see soon enough for yourself,” she said and winked at me.

Without another word Melia walked up to her twin, grabbed the back of her head and crushed her mouth onto Lisa’s. I left the bathroom as they passionately made out, Melia’s hands reaching up to pinch and twist Lisa’s nipples cruelly. Twins were weird.

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When Mommy picked me up from school I was pleased to be able to tell her that not only did I cum at school but I also got to learn about fisting. She was pleased and asked me to tell her about it. I filled her in and told her about all the liquid that shot out of Melia and asked her if it was pee. It didn’t smell like pee but it was the only way I could make sense of it.

“Oh honey, that’s called squirting!” she explained patiently. “There’s a spot inside your vagina called the g-spot that when you rub it makes you squirt fluid. It’s a clear fluid that’s mostly water. Some say it tastes a little bit like salty lemons.”

“So that’s like a girl’s cum?” I asked, fascinated.

“Yes baby girl! It doesn’t happen every time but when we go to the salon next week they’ll show you all about it,” she promised.

We rode the rest of the way in comfortable silence and when we pulled up to the house she didn’t pull into the driveway. I looked at her and raised my eyebrows in question.

“Mommy’s going to visit her personal trainer this afternoon and won’t be home until after dinner. Peter had an opening and knew I wouldn’t pass up another stretching,” she said.

I nodded in understanding. Mommy loved to stay trim and fit.

“You and Daddy will have to fend for yourselves for dinner, I’ll be home around 7:30pm!”

She waved as she pulled away, I jogged quickly up the driveway and let myself in to the house. I had a couple of hours before Daddy came home to figure out what to make for dinner for us. Another cum and a nap sounded just about perfect right now.

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“Missy!”

I jolted awake. I blinked my eyes open and looked at the clock on my nightstand next to my bed. It was seven o’clock. I had napped way longer than I meant to.

“Missy!”

Daddy was yelling from downstairs, sounding pretty annoyed. I jumped out of bed and quickly rain downstairs, re-braiding my hair as I went. In my sleep it had started to fray and fall apart.

“Hi Daddy!” I said cheerfully, a big smile on my face, finding him in the kitchen.

“Where’s Mommy?” he asked, his eyes roaming up and down my body, staring and not moving from my lower half.

I looked down to see what he was looking at. In my haste to get downstairs I had forgotten to get dressed. When I played with my cunny after school I took off my skirt and panties so they wouldn’t get wet and be in the way. Before I fell asleep, exhausted from my cum thinking about the look on Melia’s face as her pussy gave way to the fist, I had removed my bra but kept my button down uniform shirt on. No girl likes to sleep in a bra.

I was only wearing the short white shirt that came with my uniform. My bald pussy and legs exposed to my Daddy’s stare.

Oh. My. Gosh.

I froze, not knowing what to do. I looked up at him, my face heating with a blush. My nipples tightened and got hard, my cunny started to moisten.

“Daddy?” I asked, trying to get him to meet my eyes.

He hadn’t taken them off of my little cunny.

“Bend over the kitchen table.”

Day Three : Evening

“Bend over the kitchen table.”

My Daddy’s order echoed in my head. Repeating over and over as I nervously walked over to the waist high table. I looked at him and he nodded, his face still filled with annoyance. I took a deep breath and bent my body so that my torso rested on the cold, firm surface. Once I was settled on it, the table taking most of my weight, Daddy spoke.

“Where’s your mother?” he asked.

My face turned to the side, resting against the wood I replied, “With Peter Daddy, did I do something wrong?”

“That depends,” he said, walking behind me.

He must be staring at my ass and pussy. I was very aware of the cool air touching my bare skin. I was on display for him. A part of me was nervous for what was going to happen but the other part of me that loved it grew wetter.

“Did you behave today and do as Mommy and I asked?” He continued.

“Yes Daddy!” I said eagerly, “Twice!”

“How does your little cunny feel now?” he asked.

I jumped when I felt his hand slide over the curve of my ass, running back and forth over my cheeks.

“It’s needy Daddy. Two wasn’t enough, I’m soaked Daddy and I didn’t get to nurse from Mommy today,” I whined, my ass lifting a little to follow his hand.

“I’m not sure your twat can wait until you’re 18,” he said seriously.

I’d never heard Daddy say the word twat before. It was so dirty. His hand slid down between my legs. A finger slipping in between my lips. I gasped, his big, rough hand felt so different from Mommy’s and mine on my pussy.

“Just like I thought,” he said, more talking to himself than to me. “Soaked and hot for cock,” his finger rubbing over my clit and the back to circle the entrance to my cunt.

I whimpered, raising up on my tippy toes to try and control the sensations. His finger stilled over my virgin hole. He pressed in ever so slightly so I could feel pressure and the thickness of his finger.

“Ohhh!” I sighed loudly.

“I can feel your cherry baby girl. Your cunny is sucking at my finger tip it’s so eager to be fucked.”

I blushed in embarrassment, I was such a little slut. Daddy’s slut. He removed his finger and I felt him kneel behind me. Hands wrapped around my ankles and he spread my legs wider so he could kneel directly in between them. I felt vulnerable and exposed. This far open, Daddy could see all of my bits and pieces up close and personal. I felt his hair soft against my inner thigh and held my breath, unsure of what was going to happen. I heard Daddy inhale deeply.

“Sweet cherry pussy baby,” he murmured. “I need a taste.”

I moaned out loud as I felt his soft tongue lick my length. He made a satisfied sound and licked me again, taking long full strokes with his tongue. After several licks he flicked his tongue over my hard little clit. I moaned again, I’d never felt anything like it before.

My whole body was tense, my skin felt like it was on fire. Daddy’s hands slid up the backs of my smooth legs, cupping the undersides of my ass so he could pull my pussy lips apart with his thumbs. I felt and heard him inhale this time. His deep exhale hitting my open pussy.

“Daddy?” I asked, anxiously waiting for him to resume licking me.

“Shh baby, Daddy’s hungry for dinner.”

With that he dove into my pussy. His tongue was everywhere. Rubbing hard on my clit, lapping at the length of me. He even stuck his tongue into my hole and tickled my cherry. That drove me insane and I felt my cunt start to pulse around him. My Daddy was going to make me cum.

“I’m cumming Daddy!” I yelled, my voice echoing in the quiet house.

I felt more than heard Daddy’s muffled ‘good girl’ against me. He ate me until I was limp and shaking. His tongue took one last swipe of my pussy and he stood up. I had no energy to get up or raise my head to look at him.

“Mommy’s not here little girl,” Daddy said.

I heard his belt buckle rattle.

“Mommy’s not here and I need to fuck,” he stated matter-of-factly.

The sound of his zipper lowering filled my ears.

“Do you know what that means?” he asked.

Something hot and hard was rubbing up and down my wet slit. It was bigger and smoother than his fingers so I knew it had to be his cock. Even after my hard cum it felt so good. I wiggled my bum, trying to rub my clit against it but Daddy held it steady against my greedy cunt hole. He bent down over me, his pant legs brushing up against my thighs. I felt his hands hold onto my hips and he bent his head down to whisper in my ear.