by Writing Shark
You and Hellen keep your eldest daughter awake
Again Alice Winters can’t fall asleep but this time it’s for a very different reason than her sexual frustration. Four times she has come that night and her eyes are wet with tears of gratitude.
She’s thought of her father, of James, every single time. And each time, it was just glorious. He took away her guilt, showed her there was nothing to be ashamed of, and Alice fingered herself to two quick orgasms right in a row while thinking of her daddy. The orgasms were a dry breeze compared to a hurricane and first there was the desire to go to her parents’ room, accompanied only by the gift her father gave her before leaving. The shirt Alice is wearing is the one her daddy wore when his fingers were inside her and the 20 year old girl lolls with pleasure in the expensive fabric that smells like her father. He is so sweet to her.
Yes, her orgasms were small and unimportant but the best she was capable of on her own and Alice wants to be a good, nice girl for her daddy. That’s why she stayed in her room and kept stroking herself instead of begging her daddy to take her like a fucktoy or a common whore.
Alice is not the only girl who belongs to her father and she wants to be good and allow her mother to enjoy his closeness as well, even if the thought stings her stomach that her mom will get what she is still denied this evening.
Her mom had his penis so many times, Alice pouts a bit and rolls around on the bed. She is sweaty from the last two orgasms. She had imagined what she would learn from her daddy and at the thought of giving herself to him she came two more times.
Now her fingers are still in her wet snatch, idly moving back and forth as her hips join in the movements while she thinks of him. Lying on her side, Alice has curled up and is enjoying the ebbing feeling of devotion she feels for her father and her fingers are preparing to satisfy herself one more time for him.
He wants me to be good, she thinks to herself. Let mom have him today. Tomorrow he will take care of me again and I will learn how to satisfy him best. Then we will see who he prefers.
It hurts her a little to think of her mother this way, but the thought of her James is simply stronger.
With a soft moan she presses her thighs together and exerts pleasant pressure on her vagina while thinking of her daddy’s perfect touches.
And then it happens again.
“Fuck James! Yes! Fuck yes!” Alice sits up straight. It’s that time again, and her body reacts with pleasure to her mother’s bright cries, as always, but this time she knows she can respond to it.
Before she understands it herself, Alice has left her room and wanders up the hallway to the stairs. She quickly looks up at her sister’s room, but Gemma seems to be asleep.
Then her nimble naked feet carry her up the stairs and Alice is standing in front of her parents’ bedroom door in the shirt her daddy gave her and her small black panties. Her heart is pounding as she hears her mother’s voice, strained, muffled but loud enough for everyone in the house to hear.
“James! Please keep fucking me! You are so good to me! I’m so stupid when you fuck me!” This is what her mother says more often during sex. Alice only now understands it, the feeling of heaving nothing in the head, of just responding to James, doing what he wants and desperately hoping he likes it. Earlier, she had thought her father would require her mother to be like that, something that had kept Alice awake at night.
Even then she had the desire to submit to her father, she just hadn’t understood it. Today, her mother’s voice and knowing how it feels to be at her daddy’s mercy drives Alice to approach the door.
Her hand trembles as it wraps around the doorknob.
What would daddy say? He wants me to learn.
Still, Alice is afraid as she pulls the door open, and if her lust and curiosity didn’t would numb everything in her body and turn her head off, she’d surely run downstairs and try to finger herself in her bed. But not today. Today she has already come four times, a gift to her from her father. Today she can enjoy the sight that is presented to her through the crack of the door and the wild throbbing of her pussylips is a reward, no longer a curse. Alice has no fear watching her parents having sex, she wants it, desires it, to see what it is like to submit to a man like James Winters.
“James please fuck me! Fuck your whore of a wife and show her what she’s worth!”
Her mother sounds so happy when she insults herself.
Cautiously Alice peeks through the crack in the door and looks at her mother’s compressed body that seems so small and helpless. Then her eyes automatically wander to her daddy. He is lying above her, supporting himself with his muscular arms and pushing his penis deep inside her mother. Alice can watch her parents from the side and it feels good to finally do what she always desired.
“Yes daddy” she whispers and watches as his hips push her mother’s body roughly into the sheets. He completely dominates her and Alice can’t see her face pressed into the sheets, but she hears her voice. “Show mommy who owns her.”
Alice licks her lips longingly and her hand moves between her warm thighs. She is so grateful to her daddy for giving her this gift and overjoyed, she eagerly rubs her swollen pussy as her juices begin to run.
“Yes daddy.” With her back against the wall Alice has to turn around to continue watching her parents and she feels dirty doing it but also so free. “Show me how to please you,” she whispers again, closing her eyes briefly as she moves inside, then opening them again to continue watching the spectacle.
At some point her daddy grabs her mommy by the hair, yanks her body up and spins her around, lifting her up a bit and Alice can see her mother’s shiny, wide open and twitching hole quite clearly. Then James spins her around and their faces face the door.
Alice holds her breath, but it’s too late to close the door now. She turns away, looks into the dark hallway and hopes that her parents don’t notice that she is there. Suddenly she is afraid she has done something wrong. It’s not right to spy on your daddy, even if you just want to learn to be a good daughter.
I should have asked daddy first, Alice realizes, and is angry with herself. What if I disappoint him already? She doesn’t want to end up like Gemma, alone and confused. Alice wants to please her daddy and by the time he realizes it, it may be too late.
Then a muffled rumble sounds from her mother’s throat, a sound Alice has never heard before and curiosity sees over fear.
“James! Gooodyeeeeah! Do what you want with your whore! Yahaha!”
And Alice peeks around the corner into the room again.
Writing Shark 