Julie's Boyfriend Moves In

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Present Day:

John was driving home from a long day of work. He's been taking as much over time as he can the past couple of months.

As he pulled into his driveway the muffled sounds blasting through his speakers can be heard faintly.

John sat in his car for a few minutes listening to what sounds like the audio of a porno blasting at full volume.

"Oh fuck yes, Greg!" a girl's voice screamed.

A combination of loud moaning and a rhythmic smacking sound filled the car.

John snapped out of his trance like state and realized he was softly rubbing his crotch through his jeans.

He turned off the car and walked into his house.

Right as he entered the door he was met with sight of his daughter, Julie, sitting on the couch of the living room. She was naked, her legs were spread with her feet planted on the couch.

"Oh hey dad." said Julie as if it was any other day.

John seemed more annoyed than shocked at sight of his naked daughter rubbing her pussy.

"Dammit Julie, do you really have to do that now?" he asked.

Julie looked at her father as if it was the dumbest question she ever heard.

She answered in a teasing tone "Daaaad, you know my pussy needs to be ready for Greg at all times."

"I suppose you're right." John replied to Julie's reminder with a sense of defeat.

John walked over and sat on the recliner that sat across from the couch. Julie was still rubbing her pussy in a circular motion.

"Im really proud of you sweetie. You've really been giving it your all ever since you decided to follow your dream."

John encouraged her.

Julie let out a slight sigh caused by her playing.

"Thanks Dad. Dropping out of college was definitely the right choice. I knew I had to give up everything if I really wanted to be Greg's cum dumpster."

Looking Back:

John thought about the last couple of months. Julie's boy friend Greg had been constantly visiting her at their house. They never really liked him much, he was rude and slobbish. He never seemed to respect Julie or anyone for that matter.

John thought about the first time he heard his daughter's moans through the door of her room. It wasn't loud but it could be heard if you were walking by. He reluctantly decided to shrug it off. It wasn't worth the embarrassing conversation.

Then as the days past the moaning became louder. You could start to clearly hear Julie call out Greg's name while they were in there.

But John and his wife couldn't find it in themselves to be angry. They were more mesmerized than anything.

They couldn't understand why, but John and his wife Stacy began to stand outside their daughters room waiting for them to exit.

When Julie and Greg emerged they acted normal and just walked past them.

More time passed and Julie began to walk out only her underwear. She would smile and kiss her Dad on the cheek. The most bizarre part of it all was that Stacy would peck Greg on the lips and thank him. John also shook his hand as he left.

Julie began wearing skimpy underwear around the house. When the door bell rang she scurried up to our room. Either John or Stacy would let Greg in and inform him that Julie was waiting.

Everything really started to change after the day Julie left the room naked, with cum plastered on her chest.

After that day, Stacy and John found themselves kneeling outside Julie's room from the moment Greg entered.

They could hear their conversations turn into an onslaught of sounds from kissing and slurping to intense, loud moaning.

John and his wife didn't even look at each other. Their gaze never left the door.

Greg and Julies exit routine ramped up as well.

Now every time the door opened Greg stood in front of Stacy naked. His cock was always covered in Julie's juices. Both John and Stacy could smell the combination of sweat and cum.

Greg took his softening cock and smeared it all over Stacy's face. He rubbed his shaft and balls over every inch from chin to forehead.

Greg would even leave his sac resting on her as he answered texts.

In return Stacy would just smile and plant a passionate kiss on the slimy balls and say "Thank you"

Julie's focus was on her father. She stood in-front of her father with her legs shoulder width apart. Cum leaked out of her pussy.

She grabbed John's hair and forcefully pulled his head into her used hole.

John felt compelled to slurp out all of Gregs cum from girl's smelly pussy. It just felt natural.

After Greg left the day would go on as usual.

John and Stacy never washed their faces until they showered before bed. If Greg visited in the early afternoon, they would stay covered in his aftermath for the whole day.

This went on for weeks until Stacy and John decided to confront Greg about how things were getting out of hand.

When they were in the act it felt natural. But when Greg wasn't around they felt guilty, they knew all of this was bizarre and wrong.

"Hello Greg, Julie's waiting for you but my husband and I would like to talk in the living room first." Stacy said as she opened the door.

They walked to the living room where John was on the couch waiting. Stacy sat next to her husband and Greg plopped down on the recliner.

"I think I know what this about." Said Greg before either parent could say a word.

"You've noticed just how bad Julie needs to get plowed by my cock"

John and Stacy's minds began to race into a state of confusion.

"Well... yes, Julie really needs your cock. But..."

She stammered still trying to recollect her train of thought.

Stacy was shocked. She never used vulgar words like that. She couldn't understand where it was coming from.

She looked over at John who shared her disoriented look on his face.

Greg cut in again.

"Julie's just constantly craving my meat. You should be thankful Im around to dick her down as often as I am."

A devious grin spread across Greg's face.

"And we are... Thank you for dicking down our daughter." John's bewilderment to the absurd conversation started to turn into acceptance.

He tried to reel the conversation back to their original topic

"We just wanted to talk to you about whats been happening after. You see-"

Greg stopped them once more.

"Cleaning us up after I pump Julie full of cum is really whats best for her. You want whats best for your daughter right?"

John and Stacy looked at each other again and started to nod their heads still unsure about what exactly was happening.

Everything started to make sense to them. Their daughter was always to get fucked by Greg. They really were so lucky that he was their to sleep with her all the time. Both parents started to feel guilty for not approving of him earlier.

"Your right Greg, its whats best for Julie. We just wanted to say were happy to keep cleaning you two up when you're done with her." Stacy said with a warm smile.

She turned to her husband for reassurance

"Right John?"

John, now also coming to terms with the new reality

"Right honey. It's our job to do whats best for Julie. Im glad I could help suck the cum out of her."

John said that as if he was talking about giving his daughter a lift to the mall.

Greg moved the conversation forward "Speaking of whats best for Julie."

"Even though I come by here as much as I can, wouldn't be a great idea if I just moved in?"

A couple weeks ago, John and Stacy would have gagged at the idea of Greg roaming around the house full time. But now it was as if Greg gave them the answer to their prayers.

"Thats a wonderful idea Greg!" If you move in you'll have much more time to give Julie your cock!" Stacy cheered.

Greg leaned back and kicked the foot stool up on the recliner. He locked his hands behind he's head and was fully lounging.

"Thats the plan. But if Im going to do you this favor we're going to have to lay down some conditions."

John sat up straight and leaned forward.

"Im sure we can come to an agreement. What are the conditions?"

Greg kicked the foot stool down and turned his head to the stairs.

He shouted "Hey Cum Bucket! Get your ass down here!"

Every one could hear the door open followed by fast paced footsteps heading down the stairs.

Julie hurried into the living room. She was completely naked. All she had on was a black collar with a leather leash attached to it.

Julie handed Greg the leash and proceeded to squat down besides the chair. Her legs were spread wide and her hands placed on her inner thighs.

Although they were used to seeing Julie naked at this point, her parents could not help but feel discomfort at the sight of the display.

"Tell them what you realized yesterday" Greg sneered.

Julie looked to her parents and said

"Yesterday, when Greg was busting a nut in me, I realized just how much I need his cum."

"Go on." he nudged her.

"I decided that my dream job is... to be Greg's full time Cum Dumpster." Julie told her parents with pride.

Stacy and John's eyes opened wide with disbelief. Despite asking her boyfriend to move in so he can fuck her all the time, this was a whole different level.

Julie was their only child and had such a bright future ahead of her. She always made the Dean's List and was gearing up for medical school. Now the only job she's interested was being Greg's slut.

"But...but what about medical school??" Her father stuttered in panic

Stacy also voiced her concern "Honey you can't be serious? Why can't you have a career and take Gregs meat."

"Now look" Both parents eyes frantically darted toward Greg.

"Don't you see your daughter just told you what her dream is?" His tone was just out right cocky at this point.

"Haven't you been telling her to follow her dreams her whole life?"

John answered stern, with a sense of anger.

"Her dream was to be a doctor."

Greg looked him in the eyes.

"WAS to be a doctor. Now her dream is to be my personal fuck puppet. Telling her not to follow her dream isn't whats best for her is it?"

Stacy, still skeptical but calm responded.

"Well I suppose chasing her dream is whats best for her."

John's head snapped to look at his wife with shock.

"How can you say that?!? I mean... a Cum Dumpster!?!"

His wife faced him and nonchalantly reminded him

"Honey, we did always say that Julie could be whatever she put her mind too. And if this is what she really wants, we have to support it. It's whats best for our daughter."

John's heart sank. His wife was right, they needed to do whats best for Julie. He was just disappointed that his daughters aspiration in life was be reduced to a cum dump. Especially Greg's cum dump.

Greg was such a slob. He never bothered to have any manners. He always belched out loud at the dinner table. He often scratched him self under his pants in front of everyone and his clothes were always stained. Greg didn't even have the decency to not stare at Stacy's chest when she was around. But if it was his daughters dream to be his slut, he had to support it.

"I guess you're right." John muttered while looking at the ground.

Julie lit up with excitement at her dad's words.

"Oh Dad, this is gonna be so great!"

Greg raised his voice.

"Excellent. Now let's lay down the ground rules of our little arrangement."

Life in the household drastically changed from that day on.

If Greg was going to let Julie be his personal cum dumpster, he had to be in charge of everyone in the house.

John and Stacy were now responsible for making sure their daughter was the best slut she could be for her master.

They bought a whole wardrobe of lingerie, sexy costumes, and skimpy bikinis to keep Greg entertained.

Every morning one of them had to pick out her outfit and actually dress her.

One morning John was dressing his daughter in a micro-skirt with suspenders that barely covered her nipples. No panties.

Julie squirmed the entire time, babbling on about how excited she was for a day of fucking.

"Oh Dad, last night Greg said he's gonna stick a vibrator up my twat until I squirt all over the floor. I can't wait hehe! She giggled

They were in the master bedroom, which is wear Greg now slept.

John had moved his belongings to a closet downstairs as he now slept on the couch. Stacy settled into Julies old room.

The married couple were no longer allowed to touch each-other with out Greg's permission. The most action John ever got was when Stacy was allowed to give him a hand job watching their daughter fuck.

Once Julie was dressed, they moved downstairs where Stacy was cooking in the kitchen. She was naked.

Greg had decided that Stacy needed to make up for being such a cock tease before their new lives. After a little persuasion, she agreed and apologized for not showing him the goods.

Now Stacy was naked at all times while in the house. She would show off her body to Greg whenever he wanted.

He routinely had her dance and twerk for him. He smack her ass as she shook it for what seemed like forever. Some times he simply tell her to bend over and spread her ass cheeks for a nice view.

Greg had also grown fond of drawing on Stacy with marker.

There was currently a fat dick drawn on her face. "SLUT" was across her chest. Finally, the words "BOOTY" and "BITCH" were on her ass cheeks with a hand print traced on one of them.

Julie skipped up to her mother and they started to make out passionately, Gregg liked entertainment.

When the kiss broke off Julie spoke

"Wow Mommy, you look super cute today!"

Stacy smiled and replied

"Thanks Baby. Greg was telling me his plans for you when he was drawing."

She had a moment of realization and turned to her husband.

"Oh that reminds me. Honey, you've got to get this up Julie's shitter."

Stacy grabbed a butt plug that was sitting on the counter. She walked over and handed it to John.

"Oooohhh!" Julie clapped with excitement.

John sighed and walked over to his daughter. She hooked one leg up onto the counter and spread her ass cheeks.

John squatted down and looked into Julie's asshole. Julie looked down at him.

"Make sure you lube it up Dad." She instructed as if it was standard.

John then pushed his face into her ass and began ferociously eating it. Julie giggled at the tung lapping at her.

He then sucked on the end of the plug for a little before aiming it at the target and wiggled it in.

Julie let out a little umph when it was firmly set in.

Stacy looked on and started to feel a little aroused.

"Now doesn't that look nice?" She said lovingly

Before anyone could react, Greg entered the kitchen. Sipping on a coffee filled mug while wearing what use to be John's bathrobe he says "Mornin."