Heaven.
Every day I prayed Mom would have a sudden business trip or an urge to visit her parents to take her out of the house so Daddy and I could fuck on their bed again. But, it didn’t happen, so we waited until everyone went to sleep and then fucked in the living room.
Mom left first, yawning a goodnight as she trudged out of the room.
Jeff wasn’t as accommodating. He sat in the wide recliner, repeatedly nodding off only to wake up again, act like he hadn’t fallen asleep, and then stare at the TV intently for a few minutes before repeating.
Why didn’t he just go to bed?!
I nudged Daddy’s side and jerked my chin to Jeff, wanting Daddy to tell Jeff to go to bed, like Mom had done with me earlier.
Daddy ignored my signal and pulled my hand over to his erection, guiding me to jerk him off.
I didn’t mind doing it. I loved feeling Daddy’s cock, but I would rather feel it in my mouth. Until Jeff went away, my hand had to do.
But Jeff didn’t leave. He nodded off again and snored softly.
“Jeff—”
“Shhhh.” Daddy pressed a finger to my lips and shook his head. “Let him sleep,” he whispered.
“But, Daddy—” I gasped with a squeak as he pinched my clit.
“Hush.” He dropped a kiss on my nose and then aimed his lips lower, kissing my lips and slipping me tongue.
I let out a soft purr as I caressed my tongue over his.
Daddy pulled his fingers from my pussy and reached under my loose T-shirt, cupping my right tit and squeezing my nipple between two slippery fingers.
“Mmm.” I wiggled sideways onto his lap, having to lean back with my neck at an uncomfortable angle to maintain our kiss.
Daddy tugged at the waistband of my sweatpants with his left hand. “Are you wearing it?” He referred to the anal plug he’d gotten today, surprising me with the present and insisting I wear it to dinner.
“Yes, Daddy.”
He scooped his left hand under my ass and between my cheeks, pressing his fingers against the jewel-based plug. Then he tugged on it, trying to pull it free, except I clenched to keep it where it was, which was hard because of the super slick lube I’d used.
“Daddy,” I said in an urgent whisper while shooting a look in Jeff’s direction.
My older brother was still asleep, oblivious to the incestuous act happening a few feet away from him.
“He’s out. Ignore him.”
“But—”
“No, buts, young lady. Now gimme this plug so I can fuck your ass.”
I giggled softly and relaxed enough to let my father pull the anal plug free. Then I pushed at my waistband and shimmied my sweatpants down to my upper thighs. I couldn’t take them off completely in case Jeff woke up, and I had to get up. Easier to pull up my loose sweatpants and say they slipped than explain why I was no longer wearing them.
Daddy ignored my older brother as he cupped my ass and lifted me up to position his tip against my rim. With a soft chuckle, he lowered me onto his stiff member.
I allowed myself a soft coo of pleasure as my puckered hole opened up for his intimate intrusion. Every time Daddy slid into me was the best. It didn’t matter which orifice he chose, so long as he was inside me.
He settled me in his lap, buried to his base in my asshole, and then cupped my tits, which filled his big hands. Near my ear, he whispered, “Move for me, darling.”
I wiggled side to side to get my feet under me and then bounced. Slowly at first, adjusting for the give of the couch. Once I had my rhythm, I reached back and pulled Daddy’s head close to mine for another tongue kiss while I rubbed my clit with my free hand.
We were fucking in front of my sleeping older brother!
Jeff was right there, and he could wake up any minute. Any second.
My pussy drooled just thinking about.
I keened softly as Daddy pinched and tugged my nipples, getting me hotter as I took his delicious cock over and over into my trench.
An interrupted snore from Jeff made me pause. I pulled away from my kiss with Daddy and stared at my brother, waiting for what he would do next.
A tense minute passed before he resumed snoring, and I let out a sigh of relief.
The blanket still covered Daddy and me, hiding our deviant activity. And it wasn’t at all odd to see me sitting on Daddy’s lap. Even before we’d started having sex, I’d been an unapologetic Daddy’s girl, sitting on his lap and demanding hugs. My constant need for Daddy’s attention was the reason no one had noticed the change in our father-daughter relationship.
I’d always loved Daddy like a woman instead of a daughter and just hadn’t noticed until the night he caught me masturbating. Thankfully, he loved me like a woman too, which was how I could enjoy his pulsing cock in my asshole.
Daddy bucked beneath me and gave my nipples a hard pinch. “Go on, darling. He’s out.”
I snaked my body with a happy purr, stirring myself on his erection before resuming my sensual bouncing. Just as I was about to come, Daddy pulled the blanket to the side and yanked my T-shirt up to my neck before squeezing my tits. My surprise at being exposed didn’t stop my orgasm. In fact, it made it more acute.
I yipped and squirted as I came, wetting the carpet while staring hard at my older brother and hoping he didn’t wake.
He continued sleeping oblivious to Daddy filling my asshole full of his hot spunk.
Daddy groaned a contented sigh and kissed my neck.
Meanwhile my heart thundered in my chest at the chance he was taking. It was one thing to hide under the blanket and do this. But the blanket was now on the floor, too far away to grab, and my T-shirt was
