Coming clean

The next several weeks were gradual decreasing awkwardness, as Sarah was torn between being angry at not getting her way and how I had rocked her world for 10 hours straight and if she wanted more. She didn't really know how to talk to me, her mother seemed to think she was just being shy and kept asking what she could do to help her get over her embarrassment about being fucked so well by her father (in those terms, which did not help at all), and the first week she was mostly monosyllabic to me, avoiding me while blushing in many contexts. I will admit I enjoyed this, and I made it more difficult by taking off Sarah's obliviousness. A couple days after our fun, Sarah came to get some food and found me in the kitchen with Beth as I railed her from behind bent over the self-same table I had fucked her over so hard it had broken (no one felt it odd the broken table was undamaged again) while Charlie, Beth and I all had a perfectly normal conversation about college plans (Sarah had finally picked one and we were talking move in logistics), only slightly slowed down by the occasional moan or grunt interrupting. Charlie was idly sipping tea while I thrust into Beth hard enough to shake the table, taking no notice of her cup bouncing around a bit on its saucer when she put it down (one or the other of us were making sure there wouldn't be any accidents). Sarah stood there with her jaw on the floor for a few minutes before her mother noticed her.

"Do you need something, dear?" Charlie asked Sarah when she saw her there, perfectly normaly. We hadn't realized we had an audience, and the pace of our fucking actually picked up. "Umm, Mom, that is, Dad and Beth are... umm..." she stammered, not sure how to respond. "Oh sorry dear, did you want your father to pound your cunt some more?" she asked, in a motherly tone. "He's busy at the moment, but I'm sure he could fuck your brains out for a bit once he's finished." This was turning both of us on, and our vocalizations increased. "MOM, no!" Sarah replied. "They are doing it right here. Come on. I mean, Beth is bent over the table. Aren't you bothered?" She replied, trying to reign the conversation back in. "Well, I do hope the table will hold, but otherwise I'm just being a good host. It would be rude to leave Beth sitting here all horny when your father can provide her with a perfectly good dicking," she replied, sipping more tea. "Actually, we were talking about how to organize moving everyone to college, so you should probably join us. Would you like some tea?"

"MOM I WOULD NOT LIKE SOME TEA!!" Sarah replied, losing it a bit. Now Charlie looked angry. I pounded Beth particularly hard, making her moan far louder than Sarah had yelled, but my wife took no notice. "Young lady, there will be no yelling this house. Calm down now or go to your room till you can be civil. What is wrong with you?" she demanded. "Mom, dad is fucking our neighbor right in front of you and you are sipping tea!!! What is wrong with you?!?!" She replied back. "We have a guest! Are you that horny you can't even be civil?" she responded. "Dear, maybe you should fuck her first and get back to Beth later, she seems really stressed," she turned to address me. "NO MOM!" Sarah yelled again, receiving another arch look. "I do not need Dad to fuck me," she replied in a more normal tone, clearly struggling with it, pinching her noise in aggravation. "Oh, did you want some pussy instead? I'm sure Beth's **** can help you with that," Charlie replied, gesturing behind Sarah.

Before Sarah could reply, her next statement was cut off by Carol, today a rather flat chested freckled redhead, reached out from behind her and grabbed her tits, mashing her firm flash hard and swirling it around, drawing a sudden involuntary gasp from her. Sarah whorled around at the surprise touch, but before she could say anything Carol shoved a hand into her jeans, though her panties, and was knuckle deep inside Sarah's cunt instantly, and her knees buckled as she moaned. With a skill born of being made for nothing but sex, Carol somehow got off Sarah's shirt and bra in a single motion, using her collapse to pull it off over her head as she went down, exposing her boobs to all of us as Carol knelt and latched onto one, messaged the other, and began pumping in and out of Sarah's concealed pussy at the same time, going full tilt right from the start. Sarah could only moan as she lay back against the doorjamb, powerless against this ****. Charlie went back to sipping her tea, this time having to hold it as, in our excitement at the scene before us, Beth and I broke the table again, bringing it down to the floor as we rutted hard, Beth crying out and screaming in pleasure in syncopy with Sarah's moans as Carol frigged her. None of us lasted long, and three cries of orgasmic ecstasy filled the kitchen as we all came at about the same time, Charlie finishing her tea and putting the cup in the sink as we all came down. "Well now that you are finished, we have to decide on a time to all head over to the mall and stock the kids dorm rooms," Charlie said to Beth and I as she sat back down in her chair, ignoring the fragmented table we lay panting on, or her daughter breathing hard in doorway. Sarah blushed hard and ran out of the room as soon as Carol pulled back, not retrieving her upper garments which remained in the doorway. "Sarah, no leaving laundry all over the house," Charlie called after her fleeing daughter, the table reassembling itself like a movie effect as we got off it, all of us sitting down at the now undamaged table to continue the discussion, Carol kneeling on the floor next to Beth, who pet her lightly.

Scenes like this became the new normal for Sarah over the following weeks , though most times she was not a participant. No longer was she shocked to walk into the living room to find me fucking someone, be it a woman she knew or some random lady I had picked up somewhere. She would enter the kitchen, seeing me fucking Sharon while Beth licked out our joined genitals and not comment, merely grabbing her food. I would be railing a pizza delivery girl in the entry way and she would just shrug and go back to her room to watch netflix instead of using the TV. She never quite reached the point of eating at the table while fucking was going on on it, but her ability to tune out after a while was impressive. Although I didn't fuck her during this, she became comfortable with getting off with Carol sometimes, even initiating it a few times when Carol had a shyer personality for the day. She was spending a lot of time at her boyfriend's house, and I heard from Natalie that she was driving Jason crazy with her demand for sex. She was making him practice to make him better at it, trying to get him to match what I had done to her; Natalie appreciated the improvements he was showing and wished she would also teach her dad and Brandon. Jason apparently didn't mind his girlfriend wanting to fuck all the time, or the tricks she was teaching him.

One time when she was over there, Jason was finishing up fucking his mom, Sarah having arrived in mid coitus, so she and Natalie were chatting while she waited (I had removed her obliviousness about my activities, not the normality about what Natalie got up to). I took pity on Natalie, who had been holding herself back around Sarah and Thomas following the earlier incident. The conversation was your boiler plate gossip and nothings, then Sarah said "Would you like to fuck me?" to Natalie, and Natalie found herself compelled to answer yes and strip off her clothing, getting down to eat out Sarah. While Jason fucked his mom, Sarah and Natalie 69ed under thee kitchen table, and everyone had a nice set of orgasms. Then Natalie asked if Sarah wanted to fuck her family whenever, and Sarah said yes. From then on, it was Sarah and the entire Lidget family together (Natalie later told me she assumed I had intended that since I let Sarah ask her, and made sure I wasn't mad; I fucked her and told her it was ok). Natalie made certain Sarah gave her father and other brother sex lessons, and seemed very satisfied with the results.

Finally, as we came up on the 4th of July, and the annual company picnic, Sarah worked up the nerve to talk to me about all this. She got me alone in the living room, watching something normal for once (you can't watch just porn all the time). She was so certain how things would go, she started stripping down as she entered the room; I appreciated the show but let her start. "Ok dad, I know something is going on," she declared, hands on her hips in what would normally be a position of strength, but with her clothing pre-stripped just thrust her ample tits at me nicely. "You have sex with everyone all the time everywhere and mom doesn't care. Beth has a **** and no one finds it weird. Mom keeps asking if I want to fuck you again, and I can just ask Beth's **** to do it with me whenever I want. None of this is normal, and I think you know that, so whats the deal?" she ended, stomping her foot to emphasize the point, which again, thanks to her nudity, just made her tits bounce nicely in a way I don't think she intended. "Well, sweetie, I like sex," I replied. "And since I like sex, their is nothing wrong with it. And I don't recall you complaining," I replied.

"That's not an explanation. This all suddenly started a few weeks ago, and now sex is everywhere, but mom isn't doing anything and don't think I haven't noticed Thomas doesn't seem to see anything. I asked him about it and he just kind of didn't hear any part of the question related to sex, no matter how I phrased it. I want an explanation!" she cried, coming up and leaning over to place her face directly in front of mine, brows crossed, giving me a great view of her hanging cleavage. I considered what I was going to tell her; obviously I wasn't going to let her know I could do anything, I was already concerned she was a bit spoiled. So I chained together a bunch of mostly true but incomplete information. "Well, there was this lightning bolt a while back (true), and ever since then I can have all the sex I want (true) and no one notices (true if I didn't want them to)," I said, a very brief and inaccurate explanation. "It's actually been going on for quite a while, you just didn't notice till I involved you (sorta true, I didn't mention the many many times we had fucked for the first time before the one she could remember). That's how it works," I added extemporaneously, figuring I could use that made up 'rule' to cover activities for a while. "Think back to graduation, do you remember when we had everyone over?"

"Yeah, Thomas and Elizabeth finally told you they were together, we all met her family, there was some meet and greet, everyone went to a restaurant, you fucked Sharon in the booth while everyone got know each other, there were some awkward dating talks like out a movie, so what?" she rattled off, everything in the same tone and just as important as everything else. "Think about what you just said very hard," I replied, laughing, as I reached up casually and started rubbing her exposed pussy; she barley reacted (I hadn't done anything, she was just used to it at this point). She furrowed her brow and thought hard."What do you mean? .... meet the family, fucked Sharon, awkward speeches.... wait... WAIT..." she finally cried, the repetition getting through to her (because I let it). I stuck a finger in and she gasped. "Dad!! You were fucking Sharon the whole time with everyone there!!! I didn't even notice!! Oh yeah, more," she added, grinding back into my hand. "Oh that's so hot," she said, referring both to what she had just realized and to my fingering; she reached down to fish out my dick, and scooted in close to lower herself onto me. "So you can just fuck anyone and no one cares?" she said, as she began working up and down on me. "Oh fuck me dad, that's so hot," she cried, going faster. "You can fuck anyone? Anyone, oh fuck me you can fuck me all you want and fucking do it anywhere and fuck," she began to get worked up, losing coherence as usual. "That's right sweetie, anyone, anywhere, any time, and no one minds or even notices if I don't point it out," I replied, going with my made up explanation. She was so hot just thinking about it, and drove herself to shivering orgasm on me quickly as she shot up and down on my hard pole.

"Oh that's so hot," she replied, sitting fully impaled on my after coming down from her fast orgasm. "So you've just been fucking everyone? Come to think of it, I just joined in that day in the office, and I didn't even think it was weird. I never even considered that until just now, even with everything else," she mused, massaging me inside herself as she talked but not moving otherwise. "Have you fucked Ashley? She was over here a few times, you had the opportunity. That's so not cool dad," she asked me accusingly. "I, Tom Mallory, swear to you that I have not fucked Ashley," I replied, hand over my heart and palm up for the oath. Sarah laughed. "Alright alright. I guess it's ok then, I have at least one friend you haven't fucked. Who knows how many others you have. I'm trying to think back, but it's just so hard to see it before we fucked the other week." She sat their concentrating for a bit. "I don't remember you ever doing anything with mom. She's just kind of there, and she's been on me for weeks asking if I 'need a good dicking' or if I'm 'horny and need to jump on my dad's cock real fast', but I don't think she's done anything with you. Are you guys ok?" she asked, looking concerned. "Erm, your mom doesn't want to. I just lower people's inhibitions so they can if they want to, I don't make them," I rationalized (not entirely accurate, but I didn't want my daughter to know that). "Your mom just doesn't like sex, and once I was getting it elsewhere I didn't need to keep pressuring her to do it. She only ever did it as a favor to me; it was like a chore for her," I replied, embarrassed. "She doesn't like sex? But you're so good at it. I've been training Jason all month just to try to get him on par with you," she deadpanned, not realizing she was stroking my ego, and also still not connecting what went on in the Lidget family with what went on with me in any way. "This is kinda cool. Hey are you going to fuck me, or am I sitting here for no reason?" she asked, gripping me inside. In response, I began thrusting up into her. "My dad fuck everyone, it's so cool, he can fuck me and my friends and the grocery girl..." she kept singsonging as I fucked into her, totally into it now. She kissed me as I thrust into her. "Hey dad, can you maybe fuck me and Melissa some time? She's really uptight and could use it." she commented. I let that slide and upped may pace. We went on like that until we both came, them kept going, Sarah only getting hotter when her mom popped in to ask her when she would be done getting her daily recommended dose of hard pap dick, because she had chores to do.

And that's how I made up with my daughter. She still didn't get a car out of me, though.