Oddly enough, it really is a family affair...

[Rhovan]

OOC: Alrighty, I am going to try again. This is a quote from my first try. Anyone want to join a small, extremly close knit family? Myself would be the father, 48, 6', 210lbs, slight paunch, clean shaven face and black thick hair. I'm looking for a daughter, a mother, and possibly an aunt. Now, it's not limited to those three. I need dedicated posters, who can post once a day, minimum. The story line will go wherever you want it to go. And hopefully, we can get some good players this time.

IC: Ron pulled into the driveway. Home from work again. He shut his trunk off and jumped down from the cab. He was wearing work coveralls, which were dirty and stained. His wife hated when he wore them and sat on the couch, so after grabbing his morning paper and his lunch pail, he walked through the front door and in the entry way. He set his pail on the table, and tossed his paper into the recycling bin. Then he unzipped the coveralls and tossed them into the laundry room. He moved into the house and placed the lunch pail on the kitchen counter.

"Hello?" he tossed out as he walked to the couch and sat down. He was only in work boots, socks, boxers and a white t-shirt. He started to untie his shoes. "Anyone home?!" he shouted as he leaned back in the chair, his boots under the table. He quickly adjusted himself so he was decent in his boxers and nothing important was hanging out, then he grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. "Anyone?"

 

[Parliament]

The sound of the cab parking at the driveway made Jay squirm in her deep sleep, herself turning over to face the a pink wall of her room, her body resting against the wooden floor.
"Hello? Anyone home?"
This woke her up finally- the sound of the big man's voice echoing inside the house and into her room, the TV's humming just starting. Sure- there would be other people in the house- but why the hell aren't they answering to the guy's call? He should probably be looking for someone to get him his beer or his dinner or something.
The not-so-skinny girl then pushse herself up from the floor, her feet stepping on the cluttered homework scattered on the floor, a pen and pencil flicking up a few inches from the floor as she steps on them. She oepns her eyes and pushes through the squeaking door of her room, stepping out to the hallway and walks in a slow, turtle-like gait down the stairs and to the room where her father was- "Shit Dad... lower it! Someone's here already! Damn..."
Dressed in a white tank top and baby pink panties, her hair up in a messy bun, Jay walks past the man and into the kitchen, scratching her behind and the side of her right thigh with a grimace on her face- as if she had just had something up her nose.

 

[Rhovan]

Ron

"Shit Dad... lower it! Someone's here already! Damn..."

He watched her walk past him, blocking the TV for an instant before moving into the kitchen. He looked hurt by her words as he flipped through the channels. "Well sorry...I didn't know you were home...there are no cars in the drive way. What have you been up to? It looks like you were sleeping on the floor."

He flipped the TV to the news and then followed his daughter into the kitchen, absentmindedly noticing the redness on her leg from where she was scratching at.

"Well then...what are your plans for the evening?" He looked at his watch, then back to her, "Since I'm assuming you slept straight through the morning...it's five o'clock ya know."

He opened the fridge and leaned in a bit, the small money bags on his boxers spread across his ass. "Hungry?"

 

[Parliament]

"Uh... no. I like... had plans for the evening to sleep some more!"
She stands on her tipped toes, taking her clear glass bowl from one of the cupboards along with a box or sweet cereals that could make your teeth cry in an instant. And those, she hugs as she makes her way to one of the stools by counter, and plops the stuff on it's metal surface with a clink.

That was one of the evidences that her mind ran the opposite way ever since she stepped in high school. She was the kind that was not aware of the time- maybe even her clothes.
With her thighs spread, her feet resting n the bar of the stool she turns to face the fridge- only to see her father bent over, looking for something- her father now visible to her in the shirt and thin boxers, and the socks. She leans forward, to hang her head down, maybe to at least rest her neck,
"The milk dad... I'm terribly hungry..."
Her tone was lower- seeing the tired old guy for this moment, making her feel a large pang of guilt. He was still there to help.
But nah- better take advantage of it for now.

 

[Rhovan]

Ron

"Uh... no. I like... had plans for the evening to sleep some more!"

"All you ever do is sleep...you sure you don't have some hormonal imbalance or something Jay?"

He shifted items around in the frige, looking for food. He looks back at the clink on the metal, over his shoulder to see the cereal and the bowl.

"How can you still eat that crap? It's for little kids ya know." He nodded at the cereal before looking back into the frige.

"The milk dad... I'm terribly hungry..."

He grabbed the milk and turned around, placing it on the counter. He looked at his daughter and was surprised by what he saw. She had her feet spread wide and all she wore below the waist were white, cotton panties. He could see her sex behind the cloth, but then he tore his eyes away, sliding the carton of milk to her. Then he turned around and looked back into the frige, surprised by the fact that his cock had stirred to life a little bit at the sight he had been presented with.

"If you got up a little earlier in the day, and ate. You wouldn't be ravenous later in the evening."

 

[Parliament]

"Heh- getting up in the morning on a no-school day would be making me more ravenous Daddy. And you know me- after eating, I just go to bed straight away again to pla- err... sleep.

Just sleep."

It was the movement of her mouth that she cannot always control. The words came out her mouth before she can even think as she takes the milk carton- Jay being her usual self: a girl with a seldom presence of mind. It was in her room that she often stayed, and rarely spent time with the other people in the house.
The evening had a pang of sharp chill in it, the nipples of the developed globes of her chest poking through the cloth of the tank top, even more as she reaches for the cereal box and pours the contents on the bowl- the sound of the fruity bits clinking on the bowl, later followed by the splashing of the milk over it.
"And Dad- cereals are like- my blood y'know... You've always fed me with it."

From the bowl, her gaze switches to her fathers turned back, for this while examining him, never really seeing how he looked like after work, her either away in the evening with some friends or just in her room, making magic with herself or just playing dead: sleeping. This time- all she can do was swallow and shake her head nervously to herself, seeing Daddy's balls tightly hanging from between his legs- the meat in front of it a bit stiff- almost protruding to te man's front. Oh no. She was not seeing this, or will she ever be looking at even more. To this thought, she turns, feeling a pinch between her legs- the feeling she gets from sneaking out some of the porno mags and videos from the parental units' room or the feeling she gets from just laying her eyes or fingers on the vibrating egg she always hides under her pillow if it wasn't in her. It was one of those thing she smuggled into the house, using her room as the safe keeping area for the stuff she buys from off from either her friends or the net. Ah, how easy can you take hold of these 'grown-up' toys nowadays? Very.

Taking a sppon from the utensil receptacle in front of her she starts to dig in her cereal, shuffling her left foot as she rests an elbow on the counter.

 

[Rhovan]

Ron

"Heh- getting up in the morning on a no-school day would be making me more ravenous Daddy. And you know me- after eating, I just go to bed straight away again to pla- err... sleep. Just sleep."

Ron looks over his shoulder again, confused by her last sentece. "Where you pla? What the hell is pla?" He turned back to looking into the frige, trying to keep his eyes from glueing themselves onto her crotch again.

Ron listened to the sounds of her prepairing food as he shuffled about in the frige, awaiting his erection to subside and gathering the items to make a sandwhich.
"And Dad- cereals are like- my blood y'know... You've always fed me with it."

"Yeah I know...I just kinda thought you'd grow outta it...eat it if ya like it Honey."

He turns around and sets some items on the counter, then goes back to get the mayo. He hears her pull the spoon and when he looks back, her left leg is bouncing about on the stool, causing the gusset of her panties to move and jiggle with her body. He coughed softly and took two steps past his daughter, to the counter top to hide his erection that had sprung to nearly full attention at the sight.

"You know to much sleep can be bad for you...I don't know how you get enough exercise with all the time you spend in your room Jay."

 

[kamalw1]

OOC: If you don't mind, I would like to jump in as the son/brother. Name: Jason. Age: 20 Jason is 6'3", 180 lbs. He attends the local college where he is a wide receiver on the football team. He is very muscular and good looking.

I will begin posting if there is no problem with this character.

 

[Parliament]

"That's your dinner daddy? Pfft..."
She grumbles, shaking her head as she takes another spoonful, stuffing it into her mouth, leaving a drop of milk running down her numb chin as she follows the man with her gaze, the protrusion from the front of the boxers, making her cock her brows to herself and blink hard, her haw moving harder as she chews the sloppy cereal mush. "Oh- uh... Pla! I meant I was writing a play. Heh, like- when I'm bored or something. Exercise my arms and stuff like that!"
She drops the spoon on the bowl, leaving a little splash of the milk and mush to follow it. Jay then flexes her arms in a mock pose of a wrestler, putting up a fake and nervous giggle as she nods, her eyes trying so hard to lock on the man's face, if not, on the stuff he was placing on the counter. The girl then takes the spoonful again and dumps it in her waiting lips in the same fashion, her eyes crinkling with the fake smile she was giving her father. "Oh- Dad? Jason's coming home- gah! Jasonjock. Can you believe it?"
She shifts in her seat and kneels up on the stool, then later sits herself on the counter top, like an Indian chief oaf, pushing her cereal bowl beside her, a little far to her left and takes a couple slices of bread from the staw-materialed bread box and a knife from the same place she got her sppon from, laying the bread on her left thigh as she, still holding the knife, takes the mayo jar and pops the lid off with one jerk, her upper set of teeth biting on to the lower lip and places it in front of her, taking a slab of the white stuff to put on one of the bread cheeks, "wacha gonna put in here Dad?"
She looks up from the food, the knife spreading the mayo evenly on the bread surface, behind is the sight of her breasts, all round and pushing itself out of the small tank top almost eagerly. Not too big- but just enough for her to be called a woman. Maybe it was not at all still from the chill- after all, she caught sight of something that she might have thought was one she had seen before back in school from a seatmate that scared her off because of some looks the horny bastard was giving her. But this was different- there was a reaction that was not so scared at all, an action which was more on the curious side.

 

[Rhovan]

Ron

OOC: Sure kamalw1...maybe if we get more guys we can pull in more women. I don't think Parliment would mind being tag teamed, but really...she might get worn out pretty fast without some female help.

IC:"That's your dinner daddy? Pfft..."

He looked down at the gathered items, and then looked back at her. "It's a sandwhich...what is wrong with having a sandwhich for dinner?"

he watched her put a spoonful a cereal into her mouth and then she raised an eyebrow at him. He mimed wiping his jaw at her, to let her know she had milk on her face.

"Oh- uh... Pla! I meant I was writing a play. Heh, like- when I'm bored or something. Exercise my arms and stuff like that!"

"Really? Can I read it? I didn't know you liked writing Jay...all I thought you did was sleep," He then thought to himself, "And masturbate."

He watched her drop her spoon, sending a small spurt of milk and flakes onto the counter. He watched her flex as she laughed then spoons another glob of cereal and milk into her mouth.

"Oh- Dad? Jason's coming home- gah! Jasonjock. Can you believe it?"

"Really? When did he call? He didn't talk to me..." He started to sort out the items on the table. Lettuce, Tomato, Mayo, Bread, Ham, Turkey, Roast Beef. He looks up to see her sitting cross legged on the counter top. He didn't want to, but his eyes hit her crotch again, and he thought he could see some pubic hair curling around the edges of her panties, but he wasn't sure. Then he saw her pick up the bread and put it on her leg, slathering it with mayo.

"Wacha gonna put in here Dad?"

"Ahh...little bit of everything..." He said, while his mind screamed, "Cock! That is what I'm gona put in there," but his mouth and stomach were thinking of food, and his mind and cock were thinking of a small strip of cloth seperating him from heaven.

He looked to the sandwhich and her breasts, being so close the difference wasn't noticeable in the angle of his sight. She was a beautiful woman, and he couldn't stop thinking of that fact. "I wish Jessy would get home so I could fuck her brains out," he thought to himself, with idle thoughts of his wife.

 

[Parliament]

There was a thick 'and what else?' tone from her father's comment on her writing a play. Sure- he would probably know what she is into, being the guy who's always around teh house with her. She can't possibly convince him with the writing.
"Blah..."
She mutter to herself as she looks down to pick up a couple of tomato slices, placing it on the sandwich half on her thigh as she says in a happty tone- "Daddy... growing girls sleep and stay in their room a lot! Err... Heh! At least I do!"
It was as if something was stuck in her throat, making her swallow it down. She places the mayonaissed slice on her other thigh and takes the lettuce head in front of her. Here, she notices a large bulge on the man's money boxers, only confirming her thoughts that this was for real, a big cock hidden from her with just an arm's reach. It was like seeing her pink dildo being taken by her father and was hiding it in his crotch. Weird. And from the sight, she was both stunned, a bit terrified. Accompanying it was a tightening feel in her cunt walls- the steam slamming on to the walls.

If only she could find something else to do right now aside from eat.- Meh, she would probably go up her room again.
She quickly tears a few leaves from the lettuce haed and dumps it on the tomato half of the sandwich, humming nervously to herself as she answers in a squeaky voice, aiming to turn her attention away from the man in front of her, knowing it would be- well- let's put it this way: it's not nice to stare and as her mother taught her-> think impure thoughts.
"Jason called me four night ago Dad. Well- it was actually Mom whom he was calling but I got the phone. We like- talked for hours and he was like telling me how college was getting so tiring for him and he was coming home! I miss him a lot too!"
The words were quickly spilling out of her mouth as her hands were fumbling with the lettuce head. Despite these, she manages to put down the lettuce haed in front of her and takes a few thick slices of the turkey and hamd, placing it on the sandwich which she seals, takes a big bite out of it without thinking and hands it over to her father.
"Heh- good sandwich Daddy."
She was squirming in her seat, feeling a little flood going on in her cunt and a familiar hardening hum in her tits. So then she quickly turns and jumps off the counter top, then runs out of the kitchen and into launches herself onto the couch. "You're not watching TV aren't you? I want to watch TV in here. I don't want to watch TV in my room!"
She takes the remotes and starts clicking on the channels furiously, her other hand shots down to her crotch to cover it up and take the warm feel of it, pressing hard as she curls up tight. The feeling must be gone anytime. She was gritting her teeth, the TV flashing right in front of her, the glare reflecting on her face, a little oily now, and her thick, blunt and bunned, ashen blond hair.
Please take you time in eating that sandwich Daddy dear!
Even her mind was racing.

 

[Rhovan]

Double posts bad! Hulk mad!

 

[Rhovan]

Ron

"Blah..."

Ron heard her mutter, but he didn't hear exactly what she said, so he asked in a confused tone. "Bathe? You sleep and bathe? But...why?"

He watched her grab the tomato slices and slap it down onto the non-mayo'd bread. Then she burst out in a bubbly tone, "Daddy... growing girls sleep and stay in their room a lot! Err... Heh! At least I do!"

Ron thought he heard a catch in her throat, but he wasn't sure. So instead he watched her place the other slice of bread on her other thighs. For a moment he had an image of her laying on the counter, with the mayo'd bread on her crotch, and the two tomato slices over her breasts, and him having the intent on eating everything he could. He snapped out of it at the sound of the breaking of the crisp lettuce. She added that to the tomato and then shot out in a squeaky voice, "Jason called me four night ago Dad. Well- it was actually Mom whom he was calling but I got the phone. We like- talked for hours and he was like telling me how college was getting so tiring for him and he was coming home! I miss him a lot too!"

"Huh...to busy to talk to his old man, but able to talk to his little sister for hours...interesting." He watched her drop the lettuce into it's holder and then snatch up some ham and turkey, slapping it onto the mayo she snaps the sandwhich shut and took a huge bite out of it.

"Heh- good sandwich Daddy."

"Wait...you made fun of my dinner but then you eat some of it...why doesn't that surprise me."

He could see her squirming in her spot, and he thought that as his eyes passed her crotch again he could see a hint of wetness, but she moved and jumped off the counter before he could be sure. He watches her run into the front room and throw herself onto the couch, snatching the remote up as she moved.

"You're not watching TV aren't you? I want to watch TV in here. I don't want to watch TV in my room!"

"Maybe I should go watch TV in your room them...I wouldn't mind stretching out on your bed to watch some TV...why the hell do you need like thirty pillows anyhow?" he walked to the counter which was shielded from view of the couch and he looked at it.

The counter looked a bit damp, and as such he touched the dampness with his finger. "Yep...wet.." he thought to himself. He knew she was sitting there moments ago..so that shouldn't be wet. He leaned in and inhaled the spot, smelling the distinct smell of pussy. He stood up and looked down, surprised at the hardness of his cock. He grabbed the dish rag and wiped the counter, to keep him from cleaning the spot with his tongue. Then he sat down and tried to eat his sandwhich, waiting for his erection to subside so his own daughter didn't have to see it and worry that he was lusting after her.

 

[Rhovan]

Fixing an error on my subscribed thread page...that is all )

 

[Parliament]

"Goodness Dad! You should have your ear checked or something. I didn't say 'bathe!'"
She calls out from the couch chewing and swallowing the last chunk of the sandwich from her mouth, pulling up her knees, resting her feet on the soft seat to conceal the hand on her crotch, the fingers now rubbing itself against the folds through the cloth. "Uh- Dad? you said something about going to my room didn't you?"
And he musn't! There are some things that parents shouldn't be seeing in their kids' rooms. But heh- Jay was sure her Daddy was not the type that went around snooping in her stuff. But the thought of him discovering some of her high quizzes was thrilling her. Or was it the high graded quizzes?

She puffs her cheeks and sucks them in, finally settling in some Home TV shopping channel advertising some poor and pathetic substitutes for food processors, a high-waisted, high-pitched voice guy anchoring the product from a demo Master.

"Oh gross Dad..."
The girl whispers to herself- used to talking to herself all the time. The thought of the cock behind the thin cloth of the boxer shorts kept flashing before her mind even thinking that she did see a fleshy color through the top partition on it. Oh what she wouldn't give to see a cock again! The last time was from an ex-boyfriend, whom she ended up sucking off while he was playing with her always-seeming-to-be-wet-and-itchy fuckhole in the same couch. They just had to stop when the rest of the family have arrived from some grocery errands, and it was only her mom who knew about it (who ended up furious anyway).
But seeing an older guy's cock sent pins striking on her back and skin, and neck. It would eb fun- the thought of it in her mouth shooting its load in her muth while she humped on something was making her cheeks feel warm, her chest pounding so hard that it can explode any minute.

"GAH!"
She mutters to herself, shaking the thought off her head vigorously as she holds on tight to the remote. Sick bitch! Leave Daddy alone Jay! The thought of her dad's erection horrified and aroused her for this time, her reaction ebing the rejection of it.

But her fingers and organs decieved her, the redness of the nipple shadowing in her clothing, them throbbing with biting stiffness- her fingers rubbing hard on the now protruding clitoris behind the thin pink cotton panites, the moistness showing tiself off. Her thighs were no big help either by spreading a bit more as the girl suffers from the words 'cock' and 'pound' screaming in her mind.

 

[Rhovan]

Ron

"Goodness Dad! You should have your ear checked or something. I didn't say 'bathe!'"

He shouted back around the wall, "Well what the hell did ya say then?" which was followed by laughter.

"Uh- Dad? you said something about going to my room didn't you?"

"Yeah...you can watch TV out here if I can watch TV in there. You don't seem to mind taking my TV, so why should I mind taking your TV," Ron was finally getting his cock under control, quickly deflating it with thoughts of Math, and people getting hit by cars -- anything to take his mind off of it.

"Oh gross Dad..."

Ron tried to hear what she said, but he couldn't make it out, so he shouted back, "Whats that you said Honey? I couldn't hear ya clearly," and then he finished his sandwhich.

Ron looked around the corner and saw Jay sitting on the couch, her left hand having a white knuckled grip on the remote, and her left leg blocking his view of her lap. But he could tell that her thighs were pretty well spread. The first thing he thought was that she was quietly bringing herself off on the couch for him to watch, but he shook that thought from his head. Obviously he didn't shake it quick enough, because his cock sprang to half attention. To hide the growing length of his cock, Ron sprinted past his daughter towards her room, shouting behind himself.

"I'm gona throw myself into the center of your shit ton of pillows and watch TV like the Queen herself!" And he was down the hall, running towards Jay's open door and the pink, pillowed covered bed behind it.

 

[Parliament]

Her father sprinted fast her, making her sit up straight and press her thighs together quickly to hide her activity as she nods, "Well then- just don't mess it up even more Daddy!"
Despite the fact of her toys' presence in her room, she was still calm, able to rest back on the couch, her eyes fixed on the stairways to the second floor of theri house which leads right into her room and Jason's. Her eyelids flutter as she shakes her head and exhales, stretching out her left leg on to teh table in front of her, her other one still bent up. As she turns her eyes away from the stairs, a picture of a man standing before her, with his cock already stiff and ready to enter her hole was flashing before her eyes as she blinks.

Spread those legs Jay... come on!
The voice was like that of her father's, the build was like her father's, and she is thinking of her father without even realizing it. She needs release for now. Good thing the old man has gone up to her oom and rest. The house was all hers. Now, if Mom or Jason would arrive, she can easily cover up for it anyway.
And so a couple of fingers slip the crotch band to her left, her right hand letting go of the remote. The fingers of the hand had replaced the left hands fingers, prodding through the soft pubic hair on the lips. Boy she was wet- and ready for any entry!
With a final glare at the stairway, she lets out a soft whimper that anyone near her would hear as he lips were prodded involuntarily by the fingers, the middle one now running up the slit, reminding itself of the hungry and wanton nature of the girl's sex.
"Oh damn... Cock..."
She mumbles through her clenched jaw as the middle finger enters her hole, the thumb rubbing hard on the clit- going fast and jerkier, making her arch her body forward as she breathes heavily, the left hand letting go of the crotch band to rests itelf on the left tit. Its middle and forefinger clasping the neckline to loer it, exposing the tit on to the air, making the clothing hug tighter on the other breast.

 

[Rhovan]

Ron

"Well then- just don't mess it up even more Daddy!"

Ron threw himself onto her bed and skidded to a halt amongst her pillows. He heard something hit the floor as he stilled his movement. He fought his way through the pillows and back to the top of the pile, looking over the edge of his bed at what hit the floor. His cock immediatly hardened in his boxers as he saw what was laying on the floor. It was a tiny egg, with a trailing wire and control box next to it. Ron reached down and punched the button, causing the egg to vibrate violently on the carpeted floor. He hit the button again and picked up the egg, sitting himself on the side of the bed. He looked at it for several moments before sniffing it slightly. "Yep...it's been there..." he thought to himself. Then he stood and stepped quietly out of the room, holding the egg in his hands. He looked to where Jay was sitting and was surprised by the sight. He hadn't made any noise to alert her, as his socked feet touched the carpet.

He looked over the balcony at his daughter, who was obviously engaged elsewhere. Her left leg was stuck out straight, her right leg was bent and her heel was pressed against her ass. Then a hand moved down and pushed the crotch of her panties aside, and Ron could clearly see her pussy lips and pubic hair. His erection was rock hard, as he held the egg and watched on. She dropped the remote and started to play with her lips and he stepped back into the room, his cock tenting out his boxers like an 18 year old kid. He pulled his boxers up and removed his cock from the leg opening and then he got an idea. He placed the egg on the bed, and then his cock on top of that. Then using Jay's satin sheets to wrap the egg tight to his cock, he flicked the egg on and groaned softly at the feeling.

He knew she was masturbating down stairs, and now he was masturbating in her room, using her toy that had been inside of her, and with every intent to cum on her bed and leave it...so that he would know she was sleeping with it. His cock was like an iron bar as he stood there, feeling the vibrations and the soft satin on his cock all at once.

 

[Parliament]

"Oh fuck... yes! God damn..."
Jay looked as if anger was coarsing through her, the thumb now rubbing fast as her eyes open, thinking she heard a thud upstairs. She look up and finds nothing. Yes Dad- enjoy the TV.... Oh yes Dad! Oh oh uh! Both her mouth and mind were sreaming it in a tone she alone could hear along with the rapid, rugged breathing and the scratching of herself against the couch, the soft squishing sound now becoming more audible as the middle finger commences on ficking the waiting and hungry hole of the girl, her right upper arm muscles tensing as she start to pump fast, her hips humping the finger back.

The hand on her tit had gained a tighter grip on it, and was crasily bouncing it up and down rapidly, the fingers gripping the reddened nipple hard, her cheeks flushed.
Oh yes- Jay was going for a quick one to ease the heat off- seeing the man before her fucking her fast, slamming hard as she inserts her right hands forefinger and pumps along with the middle one. Jay does not realize that she was even bouncing up and down the couch, loosing herself in the masturbation fit she was in. The knot was tightening in her pubis, her body shivering as she releases her juices into her hand- her lips parting as she throws her head back in a small scream, not thinking of controlling it anymore. Like her usual masturbation- the tension was high- the man in front of her furiously pumping his cock into her, gasping aloud, grunting like a maniac, his sweat droplets placing themselves on her neck and forehead.

And just when she needed her room, it wasn't available for her.

The cum was warm and cooling in her right hand, hightlighting every movement of her sex and fingers with the squishing sound. This was a good time for penetration! And so she lifts the fucking hand up and starts licking greedily on her juice, her mind now planning a scheme to take one of the large plastic cocks from her closet in her room and making her father think she was bound to get something.
From her mouth she idly places the fingers back in her clitoris and fuckhole.

 

[Rhovan]

Ron

Ron stood next to Jay's bed, his cock swathed in the satin sheets and the vibrating egg humming merrily. Ron could clearly hear the couch bouncing, and he knew she was really into the masturbation. So, against his cocks wishes, he unwrapped himself and stuffed his cock back into his boxers. He switched the egg off and poked his head out of Jay's room.

He looked out just in time to see her throw her head back in a small scream, and her pussy dumping large amounts of juices into her right hand. He watched her finger herself slightly with her soaked hand, before pulling it up to her face and cleaning her digits with her tongue. Ron nearly groaned aloud. Once she had cleaned her hand, Ron could finally take in the sight of his daughter. One breast hanging from the neck of her shirt, one leg straight out, her panties soaked with her juices and her hands going right back to her pussy to get her off again.

So Ron did the only thing he could think of, he tossed the egg from the balcony to her lap, and when she looked up, he called down. "Do it again...but this time, use that do-hicky."

 

[Parliament]

She opens her eyes as she feels something land on her lap. It was her favorite toy! Did it fall from heaven?
Do it again...but this time, use that do-hicky."
Was the man in front of her trying to get her to use it with his cock still in her? She then looks up to see if somebody else was seeing her this way- and there was her Dad on the balcony.
"DAD!"
She screamed, pulling her thighs together, the crotch pad of the panties still on one side, her hand hiking up the tank top all to her chest to cover up the exposed breasts, leaving her stomach in full show. "Dad! You were in the room! Dammit!"
Her heart was pounding wildly- and even more whe she realized what he had said to her: DO IT AGAIN...

"Daddy!"
She cried out with a full exhale, her cheeks reddening even more, herself curling like a shrimp on the couch, her eyes wide and fiery with the intrusion her Dad caused. Now dear daddy caught her, was asking her to do it again.
"Daddy... you didn't see anything! Go back to the room!"
She was playing dumb- but her pussy walls were screaming- the cock, she now sees from afar, its shape obvious beneath the shorts, feeding her with a painful teasing.

 

[kamalw1]

Jason

As Jason pulled into the driveway, all he could think about was seeing his family again. It had been a few months since he had been home. Even though he attended a local college, it was still a few hours' drive away, and plus he was usually busy and tired from football. He thought about his younger sister Jay. Her 18th birthday had just passed and he had to do something to make it up to her. They were pretty close, even though she got on his nerves sometimes. He couldn't wait to see if she had changed any in the past few months.

Jason parked the car and turned off the ignition. He pulled the bag out of the trunk and slammed it closed. He walked up the stairs and opened the door. "Hey everybody, I'm home!!!" he yelled out as he dropped his bag in front of the door. He heard the TV on in the front room and decided to walk in there. As he did, he saw Jay sitting on the couch, looking flush and embarrassed. He also noticed his father standing on the balcony looking down at her. He wondered what he just walked in the middle of...

 

[Parliament]

Jason!
The name popped into her mind as the door slammed and she heard the voice although her heart jumped to her throat thinking it might be Jessy, her mom again. With this she jumps up from the couch, dropping the egg on the floor, pulling her shirt down.
This was the perfect timing to change the subject- maybe even make her dear Daddy forget what he just saw as she was starting to forget what her Dad's reaction was to her activity. Jay had pulled on the widest grin one could ever imagine, fixing the crotchband of her panties before she jumps on the couch and over the backrest of it.
So Jason was here-
"Jason Jason Jason!!! I missed you a lot!"
With the shrill excitement in her voice she runs up to him, landing with a tight hug, her limbs all wrapping around him, the still wet cunt pressed lightly on his abbdomen, covered by his shirt- for she surely knows he wouldn't mind carrying her again. This was the first time in months that they were seeing each other. She then turns, calling out to their father in the loudest, yapping voice- "DAAADDY! Jason's here!"

And to think the man was just a few meters away from them- she just had to yell. She then faces her brother back to place a kiss on the tip of his nose, then another one on the forehead. "Jason- me thought you were coming a bit more later! Yi!"

 

[Rhovan]

Ron

"DAD!"

He reaction was instant, her thighs slamming together and her hands jerking her top up and over her breast. For a moment this thought ran through Ron's head. "That looks like it hurt..."

"Dad! You were in the room! Dammit! Daddy!"

He saw that she was embarassed and then she doubled over on the couch, to hide as much of her from his eyes as possible. His own face was red, and his cock started to shrink due to the absurditiy of the situation.

"Daddy... you didn't see anything! Go back to the room!"

Ron's cock really dropped out of the race when he heard a car pull up. It was either Jessy or Jason, and neither would be good right now.

"Hey everybody, I'm home!!!"

Ron's cock was totally flacid at this point, hiding his involvement from his son as he entered the living room. Jason was standing behind one edge of the sectional and couldn't really get a good look at Jay, who promptly jumped up, fixed her panties and shirt all in one motion which completed itself as she threw herself over the couch and at Jason.

"Jason Jason Jason!!! I missed you a lot! DAAADDY! Jason's here!"

Ron shook his head, the idea of inside voices was utterly foreign to Jay. He started to come down the stairs, intent on kicking the egg under the couch before Jason would see it, which shouldn't be to hard as Jay was still wrapped around him on the other side of the sectional. Ron talked as he walked towards the couch.

"I hear you called a couple days ago and talked for 'hours,' to busy talken to say hi to the old man eh?" Ron was joking, he and Jason got along well enough. When Ron came to a stop he pushed the egg under the couch as he looked at his children.

 

[kamalw1]

When Jay ran up to hug Jason, it caught him by surprise. He was not expecting the warm welcome from his younger sister that he received. He placed his hands underneath her ass to hold her when she jumped on him and wrapped her arms and legs around him to hug him tightly. When he breathed in, he thought he smlled the faint musk of her sex, but he quickly shrugged it off as just his imagination. Her voice rang loudly in his ears when she jumped down and turned around to call back to their father. She kissed him shortly before Ron came downstairs, making a joke about not talking to him on the phone. "Well, dad, you know how talkative Jay can get when she's on the phone. She talked to me for hours like I as her boyfreind or something," Jason said, chuckling.

Jason watched Jay as she walked back over to the couch to sit down, and he couldn't help but notice the slight sway of her hips. Jasn thought to himself how much she had grown these past months. He sa down next to her on the couch and put his arm around her shoulders. Jay put her head on him and he again smelled her scent. He looked down and saw her full cleavage underneath her tank top, also noticing her nipples pointing out. He looked away quickly before she or Ron noticed. "So sis, what have you been up to lately? Having any fun?"