Not Awkward with Dad

I awoke to the sound of thumping in the master bedroom and smiled, Daddy and Mommy were having fun. I sat up and rubbed at my eyes, I had a moment of panic before remembering things from the night before.

Certain they were dreams I leant over and found my phone, sitting on it was an open condom wrapper. I felt my face flush, my jaw ached and I could feel the tell-tale ache in my cunt to indicate I had been fucked by a large cock last night. I snatched the phone up and flicked through to the pictures.

There in full colour was a series of shots, the first had a man’s hand groping my breasts and playing with my piercings, I looked at it and felt instantly horny and sick. I looked at the next picture, to see my father’s thick cock in my mouth, my lips stretched around it, my eyes were closed and I shuddered over the idea of my father using me so. The third was a short video, my father has his cock in his hand and he slapped my face with his cock several times. On the third slap I noticed my lip split. I held my hand up to my face and found that I had a scab of blood, I continued to watch the video and saw him pause. He apologised to my sleeping body and then a moment later he rubbed his thick cock against my bloodied lip and then fed me his cock.

The last picture was of his cock in my mouth, I looked like I was enjoying it my eyes closed as I sucked on my pacifier.

I also had three messages, two from Mark and one from Dad, I went to Dad’s first.

Dad: I loved last night, and you can seriously suck while you are asleep, I almost came. Sorry about your lip. Thank you and I love you.

Mark: Still think you are playing me but I will play along, have fun.

Mark: I was very nice to Julie, so you better bring me home something special.

I was horrified, and horny, and excited. I quickly texted Mark the picture of my father’s cock in my mouth. Then I got up slipped on a robe and snuck my way to the shower while Mom and Dad were still fucking.

As the machine started to boil I got a message from Mark and Dad came into the room.

“Hi Sweetie.” He said as he approached me, “Sleep well?” He leant into me and I gave him a kiss on the lips, our tongues met as we heard the water of the shower turn on.

“Like a dream.” I said, “You?”

He smiled, “Like I spent half the night fucking a twenty year old.”

I laughed, “Did you forget how old I am?” He laughed in return, we put on some toast and had a chat, things were mostly normal but Dad did pinch my arse a couple of times.

As we heard the water stop Dad turned to me and said, “I will message you a little later today, I think we have a lot to talk about.” He told me.

I nodded not wanting to respond because I didn’t trust my own mouth. I couldn’t face Mom that morning so I left not long later, heading home instead of uni.