Family Secrets

A story of secret discovered desires and the family who have them. Possibly a series if people like it.

This is my first attempt at writing, sorry if its amateurish, I deliberately do not go into lots of descriptions to allow people to fill in the blanks with who and how they want the characters to be, this is pure fiction, I hope you enjoy, my email will be at the bottom for any feedback comments ideas etc.

John fumbled quietly at the front door lock, it was almost midnight and he knew his son daughter and his wife would all be asleep by now. He hadn’t meant to stay out this late but one of his friends had turned up as he was about to leave so he stayed and had a couple more drinks.
He was mildly drunk but he managed to get on the front door quietly enough he thought.

He walked toward the staircase and saw the kitchen light on so he entered the kitchen. The top fridge door was open and he could see his wife standing behind it, she had on a pair of comfort leggings on he had not seen before, but the sight of her little round ass was still prominent and he felt his cock stir a little as he watched her rummage in the fridge.

His wife was a few years younger than John who had just hit 40, and a little shorter than him, slim and in good shape for a late 30 year old. John felt quite fortunate as he spent a second watching her butt cheeks, he doubted his wife would let him fuck her tonight as it was quite late, but the alcohol made the decision for him to try.

“Hey honey, your up late” he said as he walked into the kitchen.

He walked towards her admiring her bottom. He placed a hand on the centre of her ass and squeezed playfully as she reached to close the fridge.
There was a a squeal and she stumbled clumsily away from the fridge.

Johns draw dropped, it wasn’t his wife. His daughter was now standing in front of him clearly startled, her mouth agape at first.

“Daddy!!” Abbey exclaimed looking shocked.

“Sweetie I am so sorry, I thought you were your mother!” John hurriedly attempted to apologise.

Abbey was 16, approaching 17, she was now the same height as her mother Helen and John couldn’t help but notice she was beginning to look more womanly every passing week, she still had a small remnant of her childhood face but it was fading into womanhood quickly.

John also couldn’t help but notice that in Abbeys hand was a carrot.
Seeing the confusion on her dads clearly drunk face, abbey attempted to move her hand behind her back.

Abbey looked down at her fathers groin then looked away blushing, she could see there was a bulge there she had never seen before.

“Its ok Daddy.. it as a misunderstanding” Abbey said softly, clearly embarrassed and flushed.

“Err..” John tried to compose himself, he was also fairly certain that the reason Abbey had hidden the carrot meant it was not a late night snack, and what shocked john the most was that the thought his daughter doing what he thought she was going to do with that carrot was not helping his stirring cock, he should not be having these thoughts.

“Well, I am again really sorry Abbey…. that was an embarrassing moment…. so Io am going to head to bed and lets pretend that didn’t happen” John chuckled raising a hand in an apologetic manner as he turned toward the stairs.

Abbey couldn’t help but glance down at her dads crotch again as he turned, she could still see the bulge. A cold shiver of excitement rushed through her and she felt a small warmth spread to her pussy. This reaction confused her, but also excited her.

“okay … Night Daddy …” Abbey said quietly as she watched him go upstairs.

Abbeys breathing was quickening, her hands were trembling slightly, she looked at the carrot in her hand, her mind went straight back to her Dads crotch, she felt her pussy getting wet.
Quickly she turned off the kitchen light and quietly as she could she went upstairs and into her room, closing the door.

She tiptoed to the bed, her pussy now clearly needing her immediate attention.

She laid back on her bed, her heart thumping and an undeniable throbbing between her slender young legs.
She lay there for a moment, the house was quiet.

Abbey thought about her dads bulge, she couldn’t help but picture what Daddy’s cock might look like as she excitedly began to stroke her wet slit under her leggings, it felt electric. She was so incredibly turned on, more so than usual.
She closed her eyes and tried to recall how it felt when her father grabbed her ass. As much as she almost screamed, it did give her a thrill when she realised it was her Dad.

She started to rub the thick end of the carrot slowly up and down her slit.

Her mind started to fill with images. She imagined instead of her Dad grabbing her ass in such a fashion that he instead had his cock out and rubbed that against her ass cheeks.

Abbey slid the end of the carrot inside her now very wet pussy hole, she groaned quietly at the feeling as she lazily and slowly pushed it in and out an inch or two, she wanted to take her time, she felt so incredibly dirty as she spread her legs open as wide as she could, images of the event in the kitchen came back to her.

She couldn’t believe she was having these thoughts, sure, she had now and then looked at her Daddy differently sometimes now she was growing but never seriously, she loved her Daddy and had noticed she got a lot less cuddles and kisses than she used to get, this did make her feel a little sad but she understood why.

As she slowly slid the carrot in and out of her mound she began to lightly pant and gasp, her mind racing with quick little images of her Daddy having two fingers inside her, thrusting them quickly in and out as she stood at the fridge in the kitchen.
She imagined him clamping a big strong hand over her mouth so that her little gasps didn’t wake Mom.

Abbeys legs began to tremble, her heart raced, she quickened the pace of of thrusting the carrot in and out, bumping against her hymen. Her other hand went to that little sweet spot as she made quick circular motions around the hood at the top of her pussy.

“Daddy …!!… ” She moaned shakily ” Ahh.. AHH AHH… AHH…”

Her orgasm ripped through her, her back arched and her legs spasmed.

She flopped back down and threw her head into the pillow so her gasps wouldn’t be heard as her juices streamed out into her leggings, her orgasm finally subsiding.

……………………………………………………………

John closed the bedroom door quietly, his mind reeled with the alcohol and the event in the kitchen. Was his daughter going to be using that carrot to masturbate with?
The thought of his daughter pushing a carrot inside her little young pussy both excited and made him feel shame.

Helen lay in bed on her side.
“Hi Babe,” she muttered sleepily.
“Good night?” she spoke quietly again.

“Err… yea.. sorry I know its a little late

John was full of lust, he stared at his wife’s figures, half covered by the sheets. He got in bed and lightly put a hand on his wife’s shoulder. She moaned softly.

Johns cock was now hard, he nudged it against Helens backside.

“Honey…. not tonight ….its late … ” Helen muttered sleepily

John sighed and rolled onto his back staring into the darkness at the ceiling.

His mind wandered back to the kitchen, he thought about how Abbeys arse felt, it felt good, he couldn’t tell it wasn’t his wife’s.
Then he thought about the carrot.

John quietly crept out of bed and went into the en-suite bathroom. He closed the door quietly and stood at the basin.
His cock was not going down, he was trying to push thoughts out of his head of his daughter thrashing around on her bed, thrusting that carrot in and out of her wet little snatch. He couldn’t help it, John firmly grasped his now rock hard shaft and started pumping his fist up and down the length, his trembling hand went for the hand cream, he smoothed it over his helmet, slick with precum.

he staggered to the toilet and gave in to abandon, his mind now not even attempting to stop imagining his 16 year old daughter yelling out and cumming hard as she plunged her toy deeper and deeper into her dripping wet hole.

John came hard, two then three thick hot streams of cum shot onto the raised toilet seat as he steadied himself with his other hand on the wall, it kept going, a forth convulsion sent a spattering of smaller drops in various directions as he gasped and convulsed, almost dropping to his knees.

“Wow…” John muttered, his intense and hard orgasm subsiding.

Immediate guilt and shame flooded his mind as he came down form the incredible high of picturing his daughter.

As best and quietly as he could, he cleaned up his mess and flushed the toilet.

As he quietly went back to bed and settled down, he heard Helen mutter

“Night babe ..”

“Night … ” John replied a little sheepishly, he closed his eyes, wondering what dreams awaited, and how he would face his daughter tomorrow.

End of part one

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