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Chapter 3 by Bran_Hopewell Bran_Hopewell

Choose a character's perspective:

Daddy's perspective

Robert had watched his daughter grow into a beautiful young woman. A delicious, sexy young woman. More often than not when Robert lay with his wife while she was sleeping, he was stroking his tool to the thought of Rebecca coming in and either sucking him off or screwing him right next to her mother. The thought of coming in or on his daughter drove him mad with lust.

Every volleyball game she was in, his eyes were glued to her lithe frame and her cat-like movements. Her friends were sexy as hell too, but Rebecca's the one that got his blood boiling and his cock standing at full attention. His wife, Maria, took full advantage of this well not knowing what had her husband turned on so much...or at least never approaching Robert about it. The swim meets had the same effect on him, as did the pajama parties and sleepovers, and especially when Rebecca and her friends would use the pool in the backyard.

He had wondered for years how to make his obsession a reality, and finally he had it. One day he had been wondering through the Old Market District and he accidentally bumped into an old woman. Robert had been lost in the lusty thoughts of his daughter and her long brunette hair is it trailed down his thighs while she blew him in every side alley, and every changing room, and under every table in every Bistro, in his head at least.

Robert quickly recovered after sending the old woman toppling, and he managed to catch her before she hit the ground. Apologizing profusely, he helped her gather her things.

"You should watch where you're going," she said, clearly annoyed by the altercation.

"Yes ma'am I'm terribly sorry ma'am didn't mean to bump into you," Robert said quickly, clearly embarrassed.

"You had other things on your mind," she said, her tone still sharp.

"My wife," Robert said, grinning. It was a half-truth; he was thinking about Maria, but he was thinking about Rebecca on all fours and eating her mother's pussy while he plowed her from behind off the edge of the bed. Robert held up his left hand and spun his wedding ring as if trying to sell the half-truth.

"I see," she said with a tone the told Robert she didn't believe what he said. "It must be a special girl you're thinking of," she said with a smile revealing a mouthful of maintained but horribly crooked teeth. "The next time there is a special occasion, put this in the cake," the old woman said and produced a package of folded white paper from her purse. Then she will truly share the same feelings for you that you have for her."

The whole encounter just felt odd. Roberts was not at all comfortable putting some unknown ingredients from a random gypsy that he just knocked over on the street. But her words echoed in his head, and the blood flow went South to his engorged 8 inch rod and he just nodded.

"Thank you," he said as he accepted the packet. "Again I'm so very sorry, are you sure you're not hurt, is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, no," she said with an odd smile. "Just be sure to use all of that packet. That will be thanks enough."

The rest of the day Robert was in a daze. Rebecca turned 18 the next day and he was going to bake her a cake. He wasn't 100% sure what the Gypsy gave him and he didn't want everybody who ate the cake to be affected by whatever the hell it was, but he wasn't thinking clearly enough to just not use it at all. So the entire packet went into a special cupcake that he made just for his daughter.

That was a week ago. Since then it was as if his daughter was madly in love and lust with him, which was just fine by him! In the last week, there have been innumerable loads shot down her throat, or blasted into her pussy. They played around with anal sex. They had had sex in every room of the house, screwing like wild animals. Every chance Maria wasn't around, or even if she just wasn't looking fingers were exploring and the two of them were cuming like horny teenagers.

The whole house reeked of sex. Robert certainly didn't mind, and Maria if anything seemed happier and hornier being completely inundated by the smell of her husband's jizz and her daughter's pussy.

Where does our torrid story really begin?

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