Coming Home

Tami searched under the seats for her discarded clothing. She could hear the cleaning crew begin their work in the back rows of the theatre. After a few frantic moments, she found her blouse, skirt, and pumps. Her panties and bra were nowhere to be found. She slipped on the blouse and skirt – luckily her keys, beeper, and cell phone were still in the skirt pocket. She hurried out the side entrance and quickly found her car in the parking lot. She got in and drove off.

As soon as she was on the road, she called Mr. Mullins and explained that she had suddenly come down with something and had to get home. He was understanding and said that he would take care of everything and that she should get well.

Tami arrived home soon after. She was disappointed to see that both her father and brother’s cars were in the driveway. Tami lived with Carl, her father, and Roy, her brother who was two years older than her. Her mother had passed away three years ago. She tried to sneak in the back door, but Roy and her father were sitting there playing cards at the kitchen table.

“Hey, Sis, bring us both a beer!” was her greeting.

Tami pulled two beers from the fridge and carried them to the table. As she set them down, Roy slipped a hand up under her skirt. “Damn, Dad! She’s not wearing any panties.” Roy held his fingers up to his nose. “And her pussy is filled with cum!”

Tami’s father grabbed her, pushed her down over the kitchen table, and lifted her skirt. “Yeah!” he shook his head, “looks like her ass is dripping cum too. Looks like you took on a whole squad, girl!”

Tami, still bent over the table, muttered, “You’ve always told me that I had to satisfy customers if I wanted to succeed, Daddy!”

“Yeah, well you get upstairs and wash yourself clean. Then you come back down here. I want to talk to you! Be sure to get every drop of cum out of your pussy and ass, you hear!”

“Yes, Daddy,” Tami whispered as she slowly walked out of the kitchen and up to the bathroom. She could hear her brother and father laughing.

Twenty minutes later Tami had finished showering and douching herself. She pulled on a set of sweats and wandered back downstairs to the kitchen. Carl and Roy were still drinking beer and playing cards.

“Sit down, Daughter,” Carl ordered. “You can join us playing cards.”

Roy dealt out three hands. “I think we’ll play one-hand, all-or-nothing, for every stitch of clothing.

Tami didn’t say a word; they’d played this game before. She picked up her cards – garbage. She drew three – more garbage. Her Dad had three Aces. Roy had two pair.

“Well, daughter, I guess you lost,” Carl chuckled. “Off with them clothes!”

Tami stood up and slowly stripped.

“Deal another hand, Son,” Carl suggested, “maybe Tami can win back her clothes.”

Another hand was dealt – same results. Roy wasn’t even clever at rigging the deck. This time Roy had a full house to beat Tami’s garbage hand.

Roy smiled wicked at their father. “Tami, since you got no more clothes to lose, I think you need to give Daddy and me a little show. Why don’t you play with your pussy a bit. Get it nice and wet and sweet.”

Tami was too tired to argue. She leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes, and began fingering her pussy. She thought about the men who had eaten her pussy tonight. She thought about the cocks that had filled her pussy and ass and mouth. She thought about the number of times she had cum herself. Her fingers soon slipped into her slit; wetness oozed over them making their entrance easy. She moaned softly.

Tami’s visions of pleasure were interrupted. She was pulled to her feet. Her father pushed her over against the kitchen table again. Her firm nipples rubbed against the cards and crumbs. She felt her father probe her pussy with his fat cock. It pushed in. With a grunt, he drove his cock fully into his daughter’s pussy. “Aaah! You got such a nice tight pussy, daughter!” he moaned as he began fucking. His speed and **** quickly increased.

Meanwhile Roy had gotten up, pulled down his jeans, and had offered Tami his hard cock. Tami opened her mouth and sucked in her brother’s cock. “Yeah! Take it all!” he urged as he pushed forward.

Tami closed her eyes as the two cocks plowed into her over and over again. Her tongue lashed and swirled in her mouth as Roy increased his fucking. She panted and twisted as her father’s cock slammed into her pussy again and again.

“Oh, sweetness!” her father sighed. His fucking stopped. Tami felt her father shutter as his cum shot deep into her pussy.

“Yeah! Take it!” Roy commanded. Her grabbed Tami’s hair, held her face steady, and **** his cock back to her throat. Cum jetted from his cock, filling Tami’s mouth. She gulped and swallowed.

Carl plopped out of his daughter’s pussy. Naked, he dropped back onto his kitchen chair. “Tami! Go get Roy and me another beer. Bring one for yourself too! You’ve earned a beer, I think.” He and Roy laughed as they waited for Tami to get beers from across the room.

Tami knew that the night was just getting started.