by Writing Shark
Alice relaxes during homework
Heavily laden with groceries for the family, Hellen wobbles into the house. The shoes in the doorway tell her that her daughters have already come home from school.
“I’m home!” she exclaims. Of course, she doesn’t get the reaction James deserves but at least Gemma comes dancing down the stairs.
“Hi mom,” she greets happily. Hellen recognizes the light film of moisture around her lips as Gemma takes the groceries from her.
“Where are your sisters?” she wants to know
“Alice is upstairs doing homework and Elise is getting Amy ready for the evening.” Together the two go to the kitchen and put the groceries in the fridge. Hellen thinks with worry that now that there are more mouths to feed, her expenses have increased greatly. She needs to talk about this with her husband.
“You know you have to call the mistress by her title even when she is not present” Hellen says admonishingly.
“Yeah mom, sorry. It’s still so new and I’m sure the mistress won’t have a problem with it” Gemma counters. She too takes the matter seriously. “I just licked her pussy and she thinks I’m a good girl” she beams at her mom.
“That’s good” Hellen replies relieved. “I know you guys have been close lately. But remember to give your sister the respect she deserves. She’s responsible for us.”
“Yeah mom, don’t worry. We’ll get along fine.” At that moment, Elise and Amy walk into the room. Hellen is amazed at the getup Amy is walking around in. A tight white dress, high heeled shoes and her hair is tied up in a curly splendor that looks light yet impressive.
“Hey mom.” Elise also hugs her new foster mother. “Sis.” Amy, meanwhile, stands behind her daughter and looks down at the floor. “What did you bring to eat.” Curious, she leans into the brown cardboard bags.
“See for yourself,” Hellen says. “Can you please put the groceries away?” The two girls nod eagerly, even Elise is eager to prove herself. “Thank you. And why do you look so fancy today?” Hellen is a little miffed. Actually, she’s supposed to be helping Amy shop. So many women in the house and yet it’s not enough. But of course, her beloved husband takes precedence.
“Master James told his daughter to make this cunt fuckable today for an assignment tomorrow” mumbles Amy who obviously doesn’t feel quite comfortable in this classy getup. Hellen shrugs her shoulders. If it was James then the topic is over.
Upstairs in her room, Alice is lying on her bed, kicking her legs. She just can’t seem to focus on her math assignments. Every time she tries to solve a problem, her mind wanders to other places and topics. She tries to do a task, but she can’t help thinking about Gemma and her carefree existence. She envies her sister a bit for not having to do well in school. But each of them has a job to do for daddy. She tries to do another task, but she has to think about her mother who is busy with the household. Alice also wants to go shopping and then not have to worry about anything and even though this thought is not very fair, Alice groans and thinks about her sister’s tongue.
Was it a mistake to use Gemma? Her hand moves under her body between her legs and carefully feels her shorts. She can feel the heat radiating from her hole. Should she have been stronger? What if she doesn’t get her chores done in time? Alice looks at the clock. She has about two hours until her father gets home and she has helped her family but failed herself.
She tries to focus on her assignments again, to be a good student, a good girl. But her pussy is so wet and throbbing at the thought of Gemma and her tongue. How her daddy is spanking her.
“Oh man…” Alice remembers that James will surely spank her too for her failures today. A double spanking for the daughters. “No…” That only makes it worse and her hand slips between her stomach and pants and wanders between her clenched thighs. “Don’t be a bitch and wait for your daddy Alice!” And she doesn’t pick up the cell phone either. “Be a good daughter.”
She manages ten minutes, two arithmetic problems. Then her hand rubs between her thighs again. Alice must be the strong one. She has to lead and support her family.
But she only wants to have sex with her daddy. She only wants her daddy. But her daddy is not there. And when he is there he will punish her.
“No. This can’t be happening.” Alice doesn’t stop fingering herself but the thought of her daddy makes her head clear. If he usually renders her will-less with his presence, the thought of him now provides clarity. She has to lead her family. And she can only do that if she is not distracted. Her father trusts her and she must use that trust or she will waste it.
“Mom? Mom! Mom get up here!
Not even a minute later, there’s a knock on the door and her mother is standing in the room.
“Mistress?” Hellen sees her daughter lying on the bed.
“Did you finish your chores for the day?”
“Your sisters are putting away dinner and I was planning on making pasta today.”
“Good idea. It’ll go fast. Come here.”
“Elise!”
“What does she want again now?” wonders Elise in the kitchen.
“Better get up there quick and don’t keep the mistress waiting” Gemma says.
“Yeah yeah, that’s okay.”
As Elise opens the door to the room she shares with Alice she stops abruptly.
Her new sister is lying on her stomach on the bed, her math book in front of her along with her notebook and pencil. Her hair is tamed in a messy bun and she has spread her legs.
Between them squats Hellen, her nose buried deep between her daughter’s thighs, her hands on her bare buttocks for good access.
“What time is it?” asks Alice with flushed cheeks while smacking and heavy breathing can be heard from behind her. The girl looks flushed. “What time is daddy coming home?”
“Oh…uh…in an hour.” Alice sighs and lets her head sink onto her arms with pleasure. Then she lifts it again.
“Good, I’ll get my chores done then.” She recognizes her sister’s confused look.
“I need some relaxation when I have to take care of all of you. I’m not as good at it as daddy.”
“Oh well…” Elise nibbles her fingers while Hellen does nothing to interrupt her task. “S-Should I help… you?” A nervous grin.
“It’s okay,” Alice determines, and groans. “Hang on a sec.” She reaches behind her and pulls her mother’s head out from between her thighs. “Don’t be in such a hurry. I want to concentrate, not cum.”
“Sorry honey,” Hellen murmurs with pleasure. “You just taste too good.” Alice smiles and lets go of her mother who immediately dives back between her daughter’s thighs.
“Mom said you guys have everything for pasta with tomato sauce?” Elise nods. “Then please be so kind and take care of it with Gemma. I’ll rbauche here for a moment and when I’m done we can all present ourselves to daddy.”
“Okay Alice.” Her friend looks at Elise. “Mistress, sorry.” The two friends/sisters smile at each other.
“I’ll be done soon. Just three or four more tasks.”
Elise leaves the room, flushed and wet in the crotch but she understands what Alice has told her to do. And it feels good to have something to be proud of. In her case, a finished meal for her beloved father.
It’s not all that bad, Alice thinks to herself, nibbling on her pencil. Her mother’s tongue plays between her labia and licks over the connection to her asshole, and Alice enjoys the pleasant weightlessness that only a mother can give her daughter.
Being the stand-in for her father is exhausting but with the distraction of Hellen, Alice can manage her tasks while even taking care of the things that concern her family.
Writing Shark 