Family Time Begins

“Alright.” Father Bailey announces. “Those two’ll be at it awhile.”

“…mmmm…” I whimper. Jessie, his head along side mine so that my chin rested on his shoulder, holds onto me tight. His hips keep grinding and riding as he keeps my softening manhood gripped tightly inside of his hot creamy hole.

“In the meantime…I think I owe someone a spankin.”

Fiona, who had her head resting on his shoulder again, lights up with pure glee. She sits up and looks to her father. “Me?”

“Yeah you.” He smiles. “I’m real prouda you baby girl.”

“Oh Papa!” She gasps with joy. “I…I listened to everything Jessie and Elsie told me.”

“I know you did.” He says proudly.

“I never hurt’im ceptin what I was told.”

“I know. You did real good.” He says to his beaming eldest child. Reaching up he caresses her cheek in his calloused balm, she rubs her cheek into it. “Aw baby girl, you grew up into such a fine woman. I’s so prouda my baby girl.”

“Papa!” She looked to be near tears at his praise.

“Hun, we should talk about this.” Helen says, a sudden sour note in the otherwise happy moment. “She almost lost’erself before you got in.”

Fiona shakes her head, a look of abject fear on her face as she is terrified her mother was about to take something precious from her.

“Momma!” Elsie sits up and objects. “Fiona did good!” Looking to her big sister she squeezes Fiona’s hand. “She just needed a hug. That’s all. No shame in that.”

“I know when she gets that look.” Helen says. “And she had it.”

“Momma…” Fiona whispers pleadingly. “…no. I never.”

“Either way.” The dad says firmly, ending the conversation between the women. “Almost ain’t doin and doin is what matters.”

“Doin is what matters.” Fiona repeats, hope rising once more.

He kisses Elsie’s cheek. “Make way cutie-pie.”

“Yes Sir!” Elsie giggles, excited on behalf of her sister, and steps off of his lap.

The moment she was clear he slaps his thighs. “Climb aboard!”

Fiona was already standing up on her knees on the sofa and scrambling to undo her pants. “Thank you Papa!”

“Don’t thank me, you earned it.”

Fiona yanks her pants down and out springs the biggest fucking cock I had ever seen, by a country mile! It had to be twice my length and heaven only knows how much thicker. Crazy thing was, while definitely aroused, the woman wasn’t even hard yet! I knew she was hung like a mule, but holy hell! My next surprise comes when she lays down over her father’s lap, face down, with her butt half pointed my way. My eyes widen as I see, between her full firm ass and her massive ball sack, the pink slit of womanhood within her nest of blond pubes. She had both!?

Her dad’s big hand cups a round cheek and gives it a hard squeeze then starts massaging it. I did not make eye contact with the man but I could sense him glancing my way occasionally, quietly daring me look at this sin. I couldn’t meet his gaze but neither could I tear my eyes away either.

“Ohhh!” Fiona sighs and tilts her pelvis to lift her ass higher. Her right hand grips onto the arm of the sofa.

His other hand reaches down under her chest, quite clearly grabbing a handful of one of her big breasts through her shirt. Elsie comes kneel on the floor near Fiona’s head and takes her sister’s free hand. Fiona’s dad’s hand starts to gently rub all the way around her fine female ass in slow circles. Fiona closes her eyes and holds tight to Elsie’s hand, a look of blissful peace coming over her handsome features.

Pausing at her pussy his slides his thick middle finger up her pink slit. “You’s wetter than an otter’s pocket.”

“Yes Sirrrr.” She says softly. “Watchin Jessie always gets me goin.”

“Same fer all of us.” He chuckles as he brings his finger to his mouth to taste his daughter’s dew. “Mmmm.” Sucking the full length of the digit he returns to her pussy and slips his finger all the way into her.

“Ohhhhhh Papa!”

He adds his index finger and starts to finger fuck her, crude and fast. Even from where I sat I could hear how wet she was. “You feel so good tonight.” He says.

“Ohhh! Ohhhh Gawd!” Fiona leans into El and kisses her hard on the lips. “Hmmmm!”

“Atta girl. So wet for father. Like a good girl should be. Mmmmm.”

I had sort of lost myself to the degenerate moment, forgetting myself and where I was, when suddenly a sighing whisper comes to my ear. “Like that Case? Hmmm?” Jessie giggles. “You like watchin Daddy handle his daughter? I feel you gettin hard again already.”

“Hrrm!” I grunt my denial.

God damn it though! He was right! I had just cum yet my member was no longer softening but growing once more. They say lust was tool of the devil, never did I believe that more than I did now.

“Momma?” Fiona whines in a pleading voice as her wet cunny gets fingered harder and faster. “C-can we cuss?”

Helen, still rocking and knitting and watching Jessie and I, says. “It’s family time now, cuss away Fiona.”

“FUCK!” She yells. “Spank me Papa! Spank your girl! Fuck! Shit! Mother fucker! SPANK MEEEE!”

He pulls his shiny fingers from her pussy and swats not her ass but her big nuts.

“HAAHH!” Fiona flinches and cries out, partly in pain and partly in ecstasy.

“Patience baby girl.” He says, jamming his fingers back into her to finger her even harder. “I’ll spank when I’s ready.”

“Yes…Sir! Ohhhhhhh!”

“That’s it Daddy!” Elsie cheers him on. “Fiona’s been real good today! Good as an angel.”

The Bailey dad fingers his twenty-something daughter with raw ruthless directness. The muscles of his big arm flex as he ram his fingers into her cunny over and over and her sloppy wet sounds fill the air. Fiona rocks back against him to give even more **** to each stroke.

“Hngh! Fuck! Shit! Cunt! Cock!” Fiona grunts a different cuss word on each hard thrust, seizing this opportunity to speak openly with both hands. “Whore! Fuck! Slut!” She lets out an almost feral growl. “Hrrrrr! Jesus Christ was a fucking cock sucking, cum eating, anal WHORE!”

“Lord have mercy.” Her mother mutters as Elsie blushes and giggles at the lewd blasphemy.

“Fuck me Papa! Ohhhhhhh! Fuck me hard! Fuck me wit your hand Papa!” Her whole body rocked to his rhythm. His right arm jerks suddenly to the sound of tearing fabric, he had ripped her shirt open and jammed his hand back in to continue fondling her directly. “SHIT!” Fiona cries out as her body begins to arch back and tremble. “Gonna…cummmm…FUCK!”

He fingers fucks faster and then, just before his daughter climaxes…he removes pulls his fingers out of her and leaves her trembling at the edge of her orgasm.

“Haaahhhh!” She groans with denied rapture. Her drooling pink pussy glistens with her nectar and her legs quiver but she does not cum. “Ohhhhhh.” She moans pleadingly. “So clooooose…oohhhh Papaaaa!”

He waits. He licks his fingers. Then, when he was absolutely sure Fiona had come back from the verge…SMACK! The first hard spank jiggles her fine ass and instantly brings a pink glowing hand print to her pale skin.

“HAAAHHHH!” Fiona cries out. “FUUUUCK!”

“Gnnnngh!” Inside of Jessie’s relentless hole I bust my second nut mere moments after fully getting erect again. It had come upon me with no warning and rocks me head to toe just as powerfully as my first. Across the room I notice Helen grin, the others were far too caught up in what they were doing to notice.

“He heeee! Oh my! Case!” Jessie nibbles my ear. “Number two and we’s just gettin started.”

“Hnnnnnnn!” I groan through my gag as my second hot virile load joins the first just as this 'family time' and Fiona’s well earned spanking truly begins.