Morning revelations

Heather yawned and slowly opened her eyes. She was lying in the queen bed in the lake room. How did I get here? The last thing she could remember was her father's cock fucking her into oblivion. Did Dad carry me in here? She rolled over found herself pressed up against Zack. His eyes fluttered open and he smiled at her. Oh shit. I fucked my own father in front of him.

Zack was still too sleepy to notice Heather's blush. "Mmmm...what time is it?"

Heather rolled out of bed. I'm still naked? Did I fuck Zack too? "It's a little after 8. So this is gonna sound bad, but I don't remember much from last night."

Zack yawned and sat up. He let his eyes run over Heather's body. "Your dad fucked you until you passed out and then took your aunt to the master bedroom." He left out the part where he'd also fucked Christine. "After that I carried you in here and we went to sleep."

Heather was a tangled ball of emotions. She was touched that Zack had cared enough to help her get into bed, but also very embarrassed about fucking her own father in front of him. "I guess I didn't miss much then. I...I'm gonna go see if I can find Dad." Heather left the room quickly and only remembered she was still naked after shutting the door. Whatever, everyone's already seen me naked. She padded down the hall and opened up the door to the master bedroom. The room was empty and the bed was neatly made. A note was resting on top of the sheets. Heather picked it up to read.

Heather,

I wish we could have talked in person this morning, but I needed to leave early to get back to work. Last night was certainly interesting. I assume you understand the need for discretion in all matters. I'll leave you to impress upon your friend the need as well. If you're concerned, don't be. I enjoyed it, and it was pretty obvious that you enjoyed it too. We will further explore this development when you come home next week.

Love, Dad

Heather smiled at the message. Explore it further, huh? Having her father's cock in her again would certainly be nice. She jumped and spun around when she heard Zack's voice.

"I take it they left already?" Zack was standing in the door, also naked.

"Yeah...look, Zack, you can't tell anyone about what happened last night," Heather shuffled awkwardly. "I know everyone saw me fuck Kurt yesterday, but I'm not ready for them to know I fucked my dad too."

Zack sighed and seemed to be laughing to himself. "Don't worry, Heather. I can keep your secret."

Heather gave a weak smile. "I just don't want everyone thinking I'm some sort of freak that walks around fucking all the men in her family."

Zack laughed out loud this time and pulled Heather in for a hug. "I don't think you're a freak, Heather. If it makes you feel better, you're not alone. I've fucked my mom."

Heather turned a startled gaze up at Zack. "Really?" Zack nodded. "Does...does anyone know?"

Zack couldn't help but run his hands along Heather's back as he talked. "I assume my dad knows. Mom said she was going to tell him. And Chloe knows too."

Heather felt tingles in her skin at Zack's touch. "And...and everyone's okay with it?"

"As far as I know," Zack leaned down and nibbled on Heather's neck.

She moaned. "Zack...are you...are you getting hard?"

Zack continued to kiss Heather's neck. He brought a hand up to cup her breast as well. "Maybe it's talking about our exploits, or maybe it's just the fact I have a sexy naked girl in my arms."

"What...what about Chloe?" Heather found herself grinding against Zack's body.

Zack pushed Heather and she landed on the bed. "Heather, I'm going to fuck you. Then I'm going to tell Chloe about it. And maybe later, we'll both fuck you."

"Oh God," Heather felt herself getting wet as Zack stepped up between her legs. "I'm...I'm not a slut you can just use, Zack."

"Yes you are." Zack smiled. "You want my cock, don't you?" He spread Heather's legs but waited for her response.

Heather stared at Zack's dick. It wasn't as large as her father's but it was bigger than Kurt or any other boy she'd slept with. "Y-yes. Please fuck me."

Zack pushed himself into Heather and they both moaned. Zack kissed Heather as he started to thrust in and out of her. Heather wrapped her arms around his head, kissing him back passionately. She realized, that in all her sexual escapades this week, everyone had always taken her from behind. Having Zack on top of her, looking right at her, felt nice. She wrapped her legs around his back and tried to pull him deeper into her.

Zack grunted as he felt his hips slapping against Heather's ass. "You like having a big hard cock in you, don't you? You're a slut, Heather. Admit it."

"I'm a slut," Heather panted in Zack's ear.

"Whose slut are you?" Zack started to slam his cock into the cheerleader.

"EVERYONE'S!" Heather arched her back and cried out in ecstasy. "Your's, Kurt's, my Dad. Just fuck me. Take me!"

Close enough. Zack smiled and as he felt Heather's pussy clamp around his cock. "I'm going to cum in you, Heather. I'm going to fill you up like the slut you are."

Heather shuddered and Zack thrust as hard as he could, sheathing himself entirely in her pussy. He came, as promised, and filled her with his seed. Heather continued to keep her arms and legs wrapped around him. She looked into Zack's eyes and kissed him again before finally letting go. Zack pulled himself out slowly and smiled at the cum he saw leaking out of her. He sat on the bed next to Heather and watched her.

Heather smiled back at Zack and stretched slowly. "I really am a slut aren't I?"

"Well, you're a rich cheerleader," Zack joked. "I'm pretty sure the cliche requires you to be one."

Heather laughed and sat up. "Come on, Zack. We need to get cleaned up and go get the others."

Zack watched her walk into the bathroom and then smiled before following her in.