Amy’s Sexual Debauchery

I tapped my foot on the living room floor. My daughter Amy still wasn’t back from last night. She was fourteen and had been at her first Halloween high school hang out. I wasn’t worried about her, I knew she was with her close friends. I was mad that she hadn’t called or gotten home at a reasonable hour. I wasn’t sure what I’d do when she got back, but it would be her worst punishment yet. Probably months of being grounded.

My brother Gary appeared in the living room. “Not back yet, John?” he was wearing his sleeping shorts and a tank.

“No, but I got calls from her friend’s parents. They promise she’s on her way.”

My daughter had a habit of running off with her friends from elementary school. And they’d started to get into it more and more. Then I’d discovered they were starting to talk to boys. My older son Frankie said he caught his little sister at the dance flirting with several older boys. And I’d noticed a subtle change in her wardrobe. She was wearing less coats and more spandex and revealing more skin on hot days. My little girl was growing up fast noticeably, and she had taken a special liking to several shocking changes.

I’ll admit some desire for those changes as well. I tried ignoring it, but how could I, she was always prancing around flaunting her incredible growth. My daughter was a beautiful fourteen-year-old girl and she drew every eye in the city despite her age. And I had a sinking feeling it also had something to do with her wardrobe. But she was confident and for good reason. Amy was fit, blonde, had dazzling skin, and had the school-girl look down pat. She’d been approached several times to be a model and turned down each one.

“Did they say what was taking her so long?”

I shrugged, “They said it would be better if she explained.”

Gary nodded. “Sharon said Amy would be out a while.”

“Well I don’t like it.” My wife had a feeling that Amy would be out all night. When I raised concerns, she waved off my protectiveness. Apparently, she thought Amy needed space. “Oh, and is Frankie awake?”

“Nah,” Gary smiled knowingly. “I think he got a little rowdy last night. He’ll be sleeping it off for a bit.”

Gary headed out to the store to help Sharon with the groceries. My brother had been staying with us for a few months after his wife died, and he liked to return the favor with shopping. He put on a strong front, but I could tell he was lonely.

After waiting another frustrating ten minutes I got a knock on my door. A little confused as to why my daughter would be knocking on her door, then realizing she must have lost her keys and getting even angrier I opened the door.

Standing in front of me was my daughter, only a few inches taller than five foot. She’d be the light of any father’s life. Her green eyes and blond curls were striking. Puberty had done wonders to her young body. She played volleyball and field hockey and developed a great body from the athletics. I’d always been amazed she was growing up to be such a beauty at such a young age, but it wasn’t until now that I realized she was filled out deliciously.

And instead of dressed as Emelia Earheart like she’d been when she left, she was dressed in a very skimpy schoolgirl outfit.

Her cleavage was staring up at me in their full glory, held up and separated by the knotted tiny white button-up, which was very see through. And she wasn’t wearing a bra. The top was so small her flat stomach was glistening at me, and her under boob was showing. Her silky-smooth arms were as exposed as her legs, which only had ankle high socks and a tiny skirt covering her. The skirt only went so far as half-way down her ass.

My embarrassment was complete by the two cops flanking her and the handcuffs around her wrists behind her back.

I went with the first emotion that hit me. “Amy, what did you do?”

My daughter was looking mortified and her cheeks were rosy red. She was still drunk. She looked like a slut and my cock stirred. “Dad I’m really, really sorry,”

“Sir,” The first officer began, “We found her and her friends walking outside at night, drinking in public. They were flashing boys and calling out at them. They didn’t have ID’s, so we brought them in. Once they sobered up, they told us where they lived and their age.

I felt a stirring in my chest and stomach. “What’s with the cuffs?”

The other one coughed, “Standard procedure, sir.” I had a feeling that it wasn’t that. “Anyway, sir we’re willing to let her off with a warning, we just wanted to make sure she got home safe.”

My heart was beating fast, my little girl was looking me in the eyes, embarrassed and scared. I felt one of my unhealthy hungers. “Thank you, officers, for bringing her back. She’s going to remember this for a while.” The cops started to take their keys out to free her but then against my better judgment I stopped them, “Actually, hold on.” I stepped to the side with them Amy looking over curiously. “Can you lend me the cuffs and keys, I only need them for the day.”

Both of them looked at me interested, but then one with a knowing look gave me the keys. “Anything for a devoted parent. Just bring them back to the precinct.”

The two officers headed back to their car. “Dad, where are they going? Help me.”

“Come here.” I led her through the house.

At the close of the door I heard Sharon shout out, “Honey, is that Amy?”

“Yes, and I’m going to have a chat with her downstairs.”

Sharon’s sigh was audible. “Ok but go easy on her.”

We made our way past the living room and started going down the stairs to the basement. “Dad, I’m really, really sorry. I promise I tried really hard to get back home.”

We were in the basement. She was still handcuffed. “What about this?” I motioned at her outfit up and down. “What happened to your first outfit?”

“You made me wear that dad. I just wanted to look good.” She looked sheepish as she built up the courage to speak her next words. “Gina said the boys would like it.”

“Is that right?” I looked my daughter up and down. Her makeup was perfect, and her body was screaming at me in a way I never imagined it could. “Did they?”

She looked perplexed, “What?”

“Did they like how you looked?” I licked my lips. She nodded. “Did they touch you?” she nodded again, looking me in the eye. “Where? Tell me exactly.”

“The police ... touched my ass,” Suddenly she couldn’t look me in the eye. “And my ... my boobs. They put their cocks in my mouth.” She whispered.

Blood roared in my ears. “Did you like it?” She nodded, looking scared. I was very close to her. I could practically feel her heat beating. She nodded. “What did you like about it?” I had a feeling I knew. Her mother was similar.

“They ... um ... their ... penises ... They were.”

“They were big?” I finished for her. “Their cocks were big?” she nodded. “So that means you’d like this.” Without further invitation I pulled my throbbing member out of my pants.

Amy backed away from me, eyes wide and scared. “Dad, what are you doing?” I was beginning to worry I’d overplayed my hand. But there was no backing down now. And her eyes were glued to my meat. I could see the wonder and amazement at my still growing size.

I ripped her top down and exposed her amazing breasts.

“Daddy, stop!” She yelped. I slapped her bare breast and it shut her up.

They were big and perky, and her nipples were pink, begging to be sucked, bit, and fondled. I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her to her knees, “Get down there.” I held her head in both of my hands, “Go on, you like it so much, taste mine.”

She wasn’t trying very hard to escape my grip, but she was pouting.

“If you want boys to like you, you should start with your dad.”

Grudgingly, my blond fourteen-year-old daughter wrapped her wet lips around my fat cock. I coached her through it. She obeyed my every command. She licked the underside of my rod when I told her to and fondled my balls with her tongue when I demanded it. She was clearly inexperienced, but a natural and I worked her hard.

“That’s it, boy’s like it when you take more in, and when you make it nice and sloppy.” The slime on my cock and in her mouth started to make the nasty noises I loved so much. I stroked my daughter’s hair and fondled her fourteen-year-old chest. “Good girl, show me what the nice officers taught you.”

My sweet young daughter stared up at me with doe eyes as my rod started sinking deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her eyes welled up with tears when I started hitting the back of her throat. She choked but I didn’t let her quit. Spit and pre-cum started leaking out of her lips.

Getting my dick down her throat was difficult. She didn’t know exactly how to do it and was afraid. So, I pinched her nipple and she squealed. The hole was that much bigger, and my monster cock sank another inch into her throat.

“That’s it, you are getting much better. Keep swallowing baby. You’re making your father proud.” Amy strained against my cock but followed my instructions. I jack-hammered down her throat and she squirmed. “If I’d have known you responded so well to punishment, I would have done this earlier.”

I pulled a chair up and sat down on it. My dick popped out of her mouth and stood proudly, slick with her saliva and my pre-cum. Her eyes were on it. She licked her lips of the slime and slurped it up. I waved her over with a finger and she crawled over on he knees and without her hands. She bobbed her head up and down sucking in and swallowing the slime we created together. I dug my fingers into her boob flesh, relishing the soft and supple teenage tissue. I pressed them between my cock and fucked her tits with my head in her mouth.

She stuffed her face down and I held her tightly to my groin, relishing the tight wetness of her esophagus. I groaned loudly as she gurgled and choked on me.

“Honey, is Amy ok?” My wife called down.

My heart skipped a beat. I moved my daughter’s mouth along my shaft up and down fast and powerful. I imagined my cock bruising her throat.

“She’s fine honey, I’m still talking to her.” I released Amy and she surfaced with a gasp. Tears were running down her face, her cheeks were flushed, and slime was dribbling down her lips all the way to her cleavage.

“Lick my balls sweetie.” My daughter obediently moved her lips down and suckled on my sac, right where she’d resided fourteen years go. She put one then two into her mouth, slobbering and sucking on her origins and pulling silent moans out of me.

“Ok, I’m going to start making breakfast. It should be ready in an hour or two.”

I rubbed my meat along her face, “Are you a virgin baby?”

She nodded shyly.

“Good, come with me.” I grabbed my teenager’s joint wrists and pushed her forward from the basement, leaving her top behind. The tiny plaid skirt on her ass bounced, exposing her tight and young ass. As we walked up the stair I spanked her ass and bit her cheeks. I even licked at her backdoor. She gasped when my tongue invaded the stranger spot.

I pulled her shoes and socks off on the stairs and led her all the way to her room. Her room was slightly pinkish, and her sheets still had a kid vibe from the purple color and the stuffed animals.

I shoved Amy’s naked body on the bed, and she gasped and whimpered. She bounced on the soft mattress and her tits bounced with her. I released one hand from the handcuffs but tied her to her bed post. I pulled my belt off and wrapped her free wrist around the other post.

Her knees were together, hiding her shame. She resisted but I pulled off her panties and she whimpered again. My cock got even harder when she made that noise. Her panties were wet, I took a big sniff and shoved them in her mouth. She struggled again and I stifled her cries. My cock couldn’t get harder, and my lust grew animalistic. I spread her legs wide open, and I thought there was less resistance than there should be.

I leaned down and slowly licked at her pussy under her skirt. She gasped behind the gag. My tongue ran up and down her slit before moving up and teasing her clit and my arms were wrapped around her young and athletic legs. She inhaled sharply through her nose. I flicked it back and forth and she started to pant. Her sex was leaking her juices and the smell filled my nose. I circled her nub and rubbed it side to side. She was getting close. I stuck my tongue deep in my daughter’s underage cunt and tickled her clit with my nose. I explored her vagina walls. My daughter wrapped her legs around me and thrust into my face. I held her hips down as she lost control of her body. The bed posts strained as she pulled on her bonds climaxing and flooding my mouth with her juices. Her screams were muffled by the gag.

I resurfaced and lined my painfully erect cock with her slut opening, shyly poking out from her plaid skirt.

I stroked her face as she panted from the climax and fear, her eyes were wide, going back and forth between me and my shaft. “Shh, princess. I think you need to learn a lesson. You need to learn your place.”

I entered my only daughter’s pussy and she inhaled sharply. She continued to pant, and her eyes somehow widened more as I filled her up. She was whimpering in pain as I stretched her out wide with my fat cock. Screams were percolating from her stomach and muffled by her gag. She threw her head back and betrayed the pleasant pain when she thrust her hips back at me. My nerves were electrified by the wetness and warmth of my daughter’s young insides.

I swirled my cock inside her, and her neck strained. Her tight walls sent pleasure surging through my cock and up my spine. I fondled Amy’s mounds and held them tight as I pumped into her harder and harder. Amy screamed as my rod started hitting her cervix.

It dawned on me that I might be hurting my daughter and I didn’t care. Though the guilt made my blood heat up, “That’s good baby, scream. Scream louder and mom will hear you, she’ll come and save you.” Amy did scream louder. My cock stretched her out and I was rubbing against her clit. She strained to spit the gag out and I shoved it back into her mouth. Her hips were bucking into me, and her underage vagina messaged my cock harder and faster. It clenched and squeezed almost painfully.

“That’s not loud enough baby.” I whispered harshly into her ear. “I think you like taking daddy cock, don’t you?”

I pulled back to watch her shake her head insistently, her eyes on mine begging, but undercut when she grunted from my thrust.

I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her into my groin, deepening myself inside her, rubbing up against every inch of her young blond body. Her arms strained against her bonds and he groaned into her gag, her eyes fluttering.

I sucked on her neck then put both hands around her throat. “Oh baby, if only you could be a good girl. Then I wouldn’t have to violate my only daughter.” I sucked and nibbled on her nipples and moaned her forced pleasure pain. Waves of intense desire and ecstasy were pulsating through me and I pounded into Amy’s no-longer-virgin cunt.

“This is better than if those boys had fucked you.” I said as I lightly slapped her nipples. She whimpered and her eyebrows crinkled, “As your father I know how to treat you right. And it’s only right, with you prancing around showing off your whore body that I gave you.” I wrapped my two hands around her throat again. “I can’t let some random boy use you when I should have first ownership over your cum dumpster pussy.”

Amy whined as I demeaned her, her legs wrapped around me her chest heaving. I was pumping hard in her now, two tears were in her eyes and I could feel my climax bubbling up.

“Are you ready to take my cum sweetie? Are you ready to get your incest pussy filled up by your daddy?” her eyes bugged out in fear. She shook her head vigorously and screamed bloody murder, but nothing was loud enough to ger Sharan’s attention.

Amy tried and tried to push me off, but I took her ankles in my hands and spread her wide, “It’s ok sweetie, I know how much you want my seed in your womb. I know we should have put you on birth-control earlier, but here we are.” I smirked at her and she cried out to me, begging me to stop, but her jiggling tits and tight pussy was too much for me to ignore.

Suddenly I heard my wife’s voice call out from the kitchen. My heart might’ve skipped a beat, but I was too far gone to care. “Honey, Gary forgot the milk so I’m going to go to the store and get some, I should be back soon.”

An idea seeded in my brain and I grinned mischievously at my daughter’s look of fear. “Ok honey, we’ll be waiting!”

I waited patiently, ravaging my daughter, for the door to open and close. I watched through the half-covered blinds in my daughter’s room as my wife pulled out of the driveway to the store. The moment I was confident that she was gone I ripped the gag out of my daughter’s mouth.

“Daddy, please—” I interrupted her by stuffing my fingers in her mouth and pulling her at me. She yelped and moaned her climax into my fingers. Her skirt was bunched up and still looked too coy and too sexy on her.

The door opened moments before I filled her to the brim.

“What the fuck?” Gary said softly.

I was panting, shuddering from my gigantic climax. My sperm was pumping out of my daughter’s pussy. Amy’s disheveled blond curls covered her face and her chest was heaving from the exertion. She was at her limit.

I slipped out of my underage daughter, leaving her to rest ... for now.

“John what the hell?” I could tell Gary was revving up to explode.

I put my hands up after stuffing my dick back in my pants and zipping up. “Relax little brother. I know what I’m doing.” I stroked my daughter’s hair out of her face. She was staring into space exhausted. I fondled her tits and stroked every inch of her bare skin that I could. “You’ve got to be backed up man. Help me teach my little girl a lesson and get some release while you’re at it.”

“Dad, uncle Gary?” Frankie’s tall and muscular figure materialized behind Gary, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. When he caught sight of Amy’s naked body he blinked rapidly, as if the view would change.

I forgot about Frankie, but I decided to use it in my favor. “You’re graduating this year son. I think your freshman sister would appreciate you showing her the ropes.” I spread my arms out in an offering gesture. “Why don’t you both take this once in a lifetime opportunity and teach our baby girl how whores get treated.” Gary didn’t look completely convinced. Amy looked used up and I couldn’t blame him.

But Frankie was gung-ho about it. “Are you kidding, hell yeah.”

I stroked her cheek, “Baby, it’s your brother and uncle’s turn now. Make sure you do right by them.” She glanced at them and could see the tents appearing at their groins. Without waiting for an answer, I flipped her over so now her skirt rode up showing her ass off and her arms were crisscrossed over her head. I pulled her knees under her so that her ass was sticking into the air and her asshole was being presented. I slipped a finger into her rectum and she yelped

“Daddy, you can’t ... you can’t” She begged.

Gary and Frankie were already pulling their pants off. I kissed my daughter full on the lips sticking my tongue down her throat. “Of course princess, that’s the law. But only if we get caught.” I slipped a second finger into her backdoor

Frankie pulled his shirt over his blond head. “I’m going first.” Amy was whimpering in fear. Gary was waiting impatiently. Frankie put his rough hands on his baby sister’s ass cheeks and spread them out for easy access. I pulled my fingers out and he tongued Amy’s back door. She whined into her pillow. I could tell when his tongue was as deep into her rectum as it could go because Amy was writhing her body around. I fondled her chest as she strained against her bonds. Gary slapped her ass she yelped in guilty pleasure pain.

“Mom’s going to be back in half an hour.” Amy tried vainly.

Frankie surfaced and lined his cock up at her backdoor, “Come one sis, you know she’s going to get held up talking with the cashiers.” He pressed into her prepped sphincter but then I stopped him. Amy looked up hopefully at me.

“Hold on,”

“What?” Frankie was close to entering her and I could tell he was frustrated.

“We have a unique opportunity here. How many people get to take an underage girl’s anal virginity and share amongst family?”

“What’s your point?” Gary was staring at her backdoor hungrily.

“Let’s take it up a notch.” I said. “share her anal virginity.” Amy looked at me perplexed, but the realization dawned on Frankie and Gary almost immediately.

Without a further word the two of them fingered her anus together and Amy squealed. “What are you doing back there?” She demanded. Frankie ran to his room and hurried back with a tube of lube.

I shushed her. “Be patient sweetie, I promise by the time we’re done you’ll be begging for our cocks.”

When they decided her backdoor was sufficiently ready, they lubed her hole and their cocks with spit and lube. I stretched her out with my fingers, and she squealed again. Frankie and Gary lined both of their cocks with her hole. When she realized what was happened, she struggled.

“Wait, stop don’t do this!” I covered her mouth with my hand and the pair pressed their cockheads to her sphincter.

Together uncle and nephew struggled to enter my daughter’s virgin ass at the same time, Frankie under Gary. Amy cried and I pulled on her hair as they slowly popped into her backdoor.

When both of their massive cocks were in her she gave a bloodcurdling scream.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD DADDY. FUCK YOU, IT HURTS.” Her eyes screwed shut as she took the pain. I pinched her nipples and she panted and screamed at the same time. “FUCK, THEY’RE GOING TO RIP ME IN HALF.” She struggled and squirmed, only making her experience more intense.

They were each only a quarter in her ass. “Just breath baby, they’ve still got a way to go.” Frankie was pulling her in with his hands on her skirt, pulling her hips in. Gary was pulling on her shoulders, forcing her weight onto his monster.

The exertion was too much for Amy and her fourteen-year-old body fell limply forward, she sucked in her breaths as the two stretched her out. They were half-way in, and her eyelids were fluttering. I could feel blood refilling my cock as I watched my little teenage daughter be used.

They slowly inched in the last halves and my daughter was panting loudly. Her anal orgasm slammed into her like a wall and Amy groaned as loudly as she could. Finally, they were both hilt deep into her ass. They rested their bodies onto her, and Amy cried a little.

I was pinching her nipple, “It feels good, doesn’t it? To be totally filled up. To be a cock holster.”

She gave me a slack jawed stare from under her arms. She looked beautiful. Her hair was slick from sweat and her pearly skin was glistening. Her face was flushed, and her body looked sexier than it ever had. I was officially at full mast and ready for more.

My brother and son repositioned themselves, getting ready for the real fun. They tightened their grips on the illegal teen and started pumping in and out. Slowly at first. Amy gasped for breath when they started and gulped for more as they sped and powered up. She was panting harder and harder, with their furious and possibly angry strokes. The two were like pistons in and out of her hole speeding up until skin was slapping loudly and lewdly and she was screaming bloody murder.

I put her face in my hands and forcefully stuck my tongue down her throat again. “Do you want a third cock sweetie? Does my little girl want to be triple penetrated?”

She didn’t answer at first. She seemed to have trouble with the answer. Until she finally exploded the words spilling out of her, “Yes daddy, please rape me more. Use my underage pussy, Ohhhh fuck me hard. Use my slut holes.”

I ripped off my clothes and quickly slipped under her small body and sandwiched her between Frankie, Gary, and me. Gary and Frankie had to reposition their legs to give me room, but it ultimately worked so they were straddling me and Amy. I lined my cock with her pussy hole, still dripping from my first load and I wasted no time in stuffing my throbbing member back inside her. She squealed pain and pleasure and thrust her underage hips back at us. Gyrating and humping them into each of us, taking as much of our cocks as she could, and we gave as good as we got.

Our hands were all over her. Mine on her soft young tits, my son’s on her sensual hips and long legs, and Gary’s on her smooth neck and bare back. My underage daughter begged me to keep fucking her. Her wet and tight cunt was tighter, and I could feel the double cock across the thin membrane of skin. Even though I’d cum only minutes ago I could tell my balls were already boiling. Amy screamed in ecstasy and lust as we forced climax after climax. Frankie and Gary’s strokes sent bolts of pleasure up my spine and Amy’s hot body made my skin tingle. I thrust into her with reckless abandon and she hung limply on us, taking all we gave her in a stunned silence.

It was only by luck that I noticed my wife pull up the driveway, otherwise we would have had another surprise. I shoved Amy’s panties back in her mouth and she happily gobbled them up, moaning loudly into the fabric. Gary wrapped his hands around her throat and pulled on her as he and Frankie stifled their cries of ecstasy and pumped my jailbait daughter’s ass full of semen.

Spent, they pulled out of her, while I was still pumping into her, Amy moaning in my ear. I flipped her back around, so her arms were spread again. I unwrapped my belt from her hands and unlocked her from the handcuffs.

While Amy was laid back Frankie whipped her panties out of her mouth and tea-bagged his ballsack into her mouth, taking turns with Gary. Amy’s tongue was hanging out of her lips out of her mouth, patiently waiting for her snack.

Then I pulled Amy to her knees and whipped her panties out of her mouth and replaced them with my throbbing daddy cock. Amy obediently swallowed me up and bobbed her head up and down on my member, tasting the mix of her pussy juices and my man meat.

Amy stared up at me with her big green eyes and worked my member like a vacuum. She swirled her tongue around my head and wrapped it around the shaft. The front door opened and closed and Sharon yelled something about being home. I pulled my dick out of my underage daughter’s mouth and shot my load on her face. Streaks of man juice coated her chin and lips and shut one of her eyes.

“Breakfast is ready.” Sharon called out. Amy was panting, her bare chest rising and falling, her ass sticking out from under her skit.

“Clean up and get dressed.” Gary said. “Hurry.”

We dressed and left Amy in her room. The three of us rushed to the table before Sharon got annoyed.

“Where’s Amy?” Sharon asked as she passed the eggs. “You weren’t too hard on her were you?”

My dick twitched, “No honey, of course not. We talked for a bit, but she had to sleep. You were right about her late night.”

Sharon seemed pleased with that answer. And as if on cue Amy appeared in a white half-shirt and yoga shorts for a girl much smaller than her. My cock twitched at the mere sight of her. She’d rushed her clean up and I could see dried streaks of semen on her lips. Her hair was tied up in a sexy-messy ponytail and her nipples were poking through the fabric, still hard.

My heart was pumping fast the entire meal. Sharon was asking Amy about the night and Amy shyly answered. Amy had never been shy in her life and my wife was noticing. Frankie and I tried to playing interference, but we were so focused on how my little girl looked in that half shirt we were essentially useless. Gary was outright staring at my daughter’s cleavage. Somewhere along the breakfast I realized more semen had dried on my daughter’s chest.

At one horrifying moment Sharon declared that Amy had been drooling in her sleep because there was some saliva on the corner of her lip. Sharon laughed and the rest of us had to play along. Amy was avoiding our gaze most of the meal but at one point Frankie caught her eye and she turned beet red.

Frankie announced he was finished. He rose to his feet and passed by Amy saying, “Come on Amy, we need to talk about your class project.” And in no time at all Frankie grabbed Amy’s hand and pulled her from the table, much to the surprise of Sharon.

I stopped by Frankie’s room a little later and caught him fucking his fourteen-year-old sister like a whore. Her arms and legs were wrapped around him as he humped away at her sopping pussy.

The following weeks were a systematic abuse of my daughter’s body, the three of us had a system that allowed us to take turns with her every day. Amy was getting fucked like a piece of meat at least three times a day every day. And it usually wasn’t enough for any of us. We fought over who had next dibs on her every week even though we’d written out a turn sheet on a calendar in her room. Which we had her follow strictly or face serious punishment.

When I’d hung it up on her door she’d asked incredulously, “But what if mom sees it?”

I wasn’t really worried about it for whatever reason so I looked her in the eyes as I shoved her to my knees and had her service my cock. “You tell her you’ve been servicing us like a good little whore for weeks now.”

Since we were the ones breaking the rules she was getting punished very frequently. I posted photos of her naked body on the internet. We shared her cunt or asshole and made it especially rough and painfully (though I think she learned to enjoy that). When Sharon was working on weekends, I made my daughter consume semen the whole day instead of food. There was no way it was nutritious, but she did it without complaint.

In her social life my daughter was becoming a very popular freshman. She was sexy and flirtatious, and all the boys paid attention to her. Amy’s social life was booming. But while she was socially successful, she was practically a slave at home, and there was the constant risk of her friends finding her photos online.

I’m not sure when my wife realized how her daughter had become the family sex doll. But it was impossible to hide. My daughter was rushing to meals with dried cum in her hair and on her face, and right after, one of us usually grabbed her by the hand before she could finish with her food. Amy was constantly flushed and panting at the most random parts of the day. And there was no way to keep Amy quiet all the time. Eventually her screams, moans, and begs could be heard across the house all day long. My wife never said anything, not even when I’d get up in the middle of the night to relieve myself inside of Amy’s cunt. My once innocent daughter also started wearing less and less clothing to meals until one day she just arrived stark naked straight from getting gangbanged by the three of us. Our joint load was still dripping down onto her round tits. My wife was finding it difficult to look Amy in the eyes, but still she never said anything, and she still shared a bed with me, even fucked me every now and again. But it was clear who I was lusting for now.

My daughter’s popularity continued to rise as rumor about her spread. She was coming to class flushed and tired. My son had been ravaging her in the bathrooms and rumors had it he was passing her around to his friends. My son’s standing took a spike as well. There were also mysterious streaks of white stuff in her hair and on her face and she was starting to dress so slutty she was being sent home daily. Until they finally gave up and let her come to school with her half shirts and four-inch long skirts.

The final nail in the coffin happened when I drove her and Frankie to school. She always sucked us off on the way to school but usually if we were taking longer we’d pull off before the school to finish. For whatever reason I pulled into the parking lot where everyone could see my daughter’s ass sticking up into the window as she stuffed her face with Frankie’s cock. She was wearing flats and a tight skirt that let her ass hang out shamelessly and a tiny button up see through short sleeve shirt that was threatening to snap from the tension of her growing tits.

Frankie, Gary, and I were sitting in the back of the minivan with her on her knees on the floor, sharing all of us. With everyone watching the three us unloaded our spunk in her cleavage, one after the other. We each took a deep tongue kiss from her before I slapped her ass out of the car. She adjusted her blond locks to let them flow over her shoulders and walked into school with a puddle of sperm in between her fat tits. Frankie was close behind and held her ass cheek until her first class. Their fellow students watched in disbelief and jealously. And under the order of Frankie, Amy winked and blew kisses back and forth to random boys who never had a chance with her. Although later that day during her lunch break a gaggle of nerds would drag her into the boy’s locker room and gangrape her. That was the end of rumors and only facts spread after that.

One day Amy and I were in her room. I was sitting on her bed naked as the day I was born and she was on my lap, bouncing ever so slightly on my cock. My hands were on her fat tits and her slim waist was convulsing as my cock invaded her underage asshole. Her legs were spread out and her feet were on my knees. She was working her hips hard on my groin, and one of her hands was fondling my balls.

“Do you like that dad?” she asked. “Is your daughter slave pleasing master?”

I pet the slight bump in her belly, “Yes whore, you’re doing a very good job.” I squeezed her tits painfully hard and she winced. In a fit of rage and lust I suddenly started jack hammering up and down my lap as hard as a humanely could. She screeched pleasure pain and tears ran down her cheeks. I wrapped my hand around her throat and choked her, quieting her screams.

We usually got out of hand with her. There was just nothing we could do to control ourselves when we were with her. I think it has something to do with the incest. We were already so far off the deep end that we went to the next level. It was obviously too much for her, but there was no stopping us. She was a sex slave and more and more people knew about it.

In the middle of my furious ravaging the door opened suddenly. Sharon hadn’t heard the screams and was now face to face with the incest between her husband and daughter for the first time. Both of us stark naked, her sitting on my lap. Her legs now pressed together and between mine, with her feet flat on the ground. Her tits still in my hands and her nipples poking out between my fingers. Me smelling her hair as I kissed her smooth neck. Our sweat and musk was glistening, and I knew how sexy my daughter looked sitting on my lap, how small and innocent her scared face was in this embarrassing moment. She’d been naked in front of her mother before, but this was different, we were caught.

I released my little girl’s neck and Amy swallowed hard. I fondled her tits slowly and I sucked on her neck as my wife watched, dumbfounded.

“Mom ... I’m so—” Amy grunted when I interrupted her with a hard and deep thrust into her rectum. “Daddy.” She quickly looked ashamed but couldn’t keep her eyes off her mother.

“I’m going to give you my sperm again,” I slapped her tit and Amy knew to start gyrating on my cock. “The seed that made you is going inside your womb.”

“Yes sir. Please pump that sperm in me.” She said softly as she bounced on my incest dick.

I slapped her tit again, harder this time and she yelped out pleasure pain. I took her wrists in one hand and a handful of her hair in the other and bent her forward, letting her big teenage tits hang down shamelessly.

“I remember when I used to give you piggy-back rides. You were so small back then, with pig-tails and flowers.” I could feel my wife’s eyes on my daughter’s swaying breasts.

“You used to tuck me in bed and promise you’d keep me safe.” Her back arched and I slapped her ass.

“You were so cute and innocent back then.” I started fucking my daughter harder and harder and our skin slapped louder and louder. “Guess I didn’t keep that promise.”

I looked at my wife, “Honey maybe you should go.” I proceeded to ravage my underage daughter again and she screamed. My wife slinked away as I roared a climax and my baby girl screamed her orgasm. I could have sworn I caught a more curious look from my wife.