Fight for his attention

As you look at your mother, something deep down inside you tells you that she is not happy, and not about being mostly naked in front of you, or being your a sex ****, because she wasn't like this in the box, no it was about your presence here. However, you don't know why. It's not like you both were not happy together when you were growing up. In fact, you both loved spending time together, but now you sense nothing but strong hostility towards you.

You just finished changing into your nicest bra and panties set when your father came walking down the steps. "Good morning, father" You great him, which gets you the evil eye from your mother. She looks at you as if you just admitted to killing her favorite child.

Your father answers her glare. "It's ok… I like it when she calls me that, and we already have our agreement, don't we."

She glares at you but smiles at him "yes, we do. One month. So what would you like to do first? Breakfast is ready."

He smiles back at her. "I'm not hungry yet. However, I would like to take her for a spin; then I'll have breakfast in bed."

She smiles back at him "would you like me to join you."

Your father grabs you by the hand and pulls you upstairs towards his bedroom "No, that won't be necessary. It's just me and her this time." As he pulls you upstairs, you look back at your mother, and she has a **** stare on you.

The sex with him was kind of bland action. It was less of an 'I want to get my rock off' sort of fuck and more of an 'I want to inspect you to make sure my son has ruined you' kind of fuck. In fact, your father did not even come inside you when he was finished. But what did make the sex memorable was the fact that your mother is silently standing at the door, holding a tray of food while giving you a **** stare the whole time.

When he was finished cumming on your now hard worked for flat stomach, he rolled off you, and she walked in. She sets the tray of food in front of your father then turns to you, "if you're not going to use that, I will"

Before you can ask what she meant, she has already started licking his cum off your stomach. she is eating the cum that was meant for you while looking your father straight in the eye. For some reason, that makes you think back to the last time you noticed her doing a sexual act in this room. As she licks your stomach, you remember how she moaned in this room. Then it hits you, this was her room, and now for the next month, she has to share it and everything that comes with it with you. That includes the favoritism of the man whose cum she is currently licking off your cleavage. The same man who has been your protector for the last nine months from your brother's anger.

That right in one month, whether your pregnant or not, you have to go back to your brother and face is anger, and if your father isn't satisfied, he may no longer be your protector, which scares you. It is now clear to you that you are in a fight for your father's favoritism with the woman that gave birth to you. It is clear that she has no intention of sharing his favoritism with you even if it means your protection, so it is 'winner takes all.' In almost a panic, you push your mother's face off your tits. "I'm sorry now, but I don't think he intends this cum for a woman stomach." You gather the remainder of his cum on your longest two fingers "he intended it for a woman's womb." you shoved your two cum covered fingers into your pussy, drawing your father's eyes as you do. A few moments later, he finishes his meal and gets up to go 'freshen up again,' leaving you along with your mother.

"Well played, my daughter." she snarls at you as she gets out of bed. "But you must know that I will ALWAYS BE HIS NUMBER ONE." Her words confirm your theory, and she exits the room. You are so lost in thought that by the time you get around and go back downstairs, you find your mother bent over the kitchen table while your father is violently pumping her asshole. It is clear to see from the amount of sweat already pooled up on the table that you are too late to join.