Father Showdown

Sarah's father came storming through the door, just as I was licking the tip of her cock. Even a little pre-cum had begun to spurt out. That all stopped with her old man in the room.

There was a rather long silence.

Longer than that.

About this long. Then, her father roared in anger.

"What the fuck are you doing to my little girl? Giving her a dick? Sucking her like some freak? And what did you do to my wife? She was just making dinner when she feels this itch and she has a dick-- and then later she has our daughter's cunt--"

"How do you know what your daughter's cunt looks like?" I interjected.

"Shut up, creep," he father said. "What the fuck should I do to you? I have to punish you somehow."

There was another long, awkward silence. He was fuming, raging. He clearly wasn't thinking straight.

"What cunt-- vagina do you have now?" he asked.

"Your wife's," I said.

Another silence.

"Since you are now my wife," he said. "At least her hole, I am going to use you. So come over here and get fucked by your husband."

My cunt was dripping with excitement. Here was it's husband ready to use it. The rest of me was more ambivalent. Did I want this? Did I not want this? What options did I have?