Daddy takes what he wants

I knew the day would come. I’d seen them looking and sniggering, whispering to each other. That day had arrived and it would change my life for ever.

Let me explain……

My mom had died when I was 5. I was an only child and it was left to my dad to raise me best he could. My dad was a big man, heavy, solid and often mean tempered. I’d watched him bring girlfriends into our home for quite a few years. Usually I would be sent to my room and he set about “entertaining” them but as I got a little older he didn’t seem to care too much that I could see him and his lady friends when he “entertained” them (as he called it) and on more than one occasion he had made to sit and watch.

He wasn’t the sort of man you argued with so I obey and tried to block out the displays. As I said he had many women who put up with his perversions for a while then just never came back. That was until he met up with Rita.

Rita was as mean as my dad. 32 years old, full bodied and as mean as a viper.

I was 13 when Rita became a permanent part of our family. I listened night after night to them grunting and banging in the bedroom and tried so hard not to imagine what was happening in there. I also, as my body began to change, tried hard not to let it excite me but more often these days as they were next door I would find my fingers straying to my little tight pussy, imagining what it would be like to be doing all they were doing. I would frantically rub my little bud of a clit as I listened to Rita telling my dad to fuck her big pussy hard with his big cock, and pull on my budding nipples as he told her she was the best damn cock sucker he’d ever had. I hated myself for it but I was fascinated buy it all too.

They seemed content with each other and paid me no mind until the night I walked into the house to find Rita on top of my dad, her large breasts bouncing up and down as he held her ass and kept telling her to fuck him real good. I just stood there, hoping they has not seen me yet at the same time that familiar tingle betraying me.

Rita stopped and looked me in the eye and said “well looky here Tom, we got us a little peeper”. My dad looked over and said “you like what you see girly? You like looking at Rita’s titties? Speak up girl!”. I stammered that I was sorry for interrupting and I would go to my room and bolted out the door hoping that would be an end to it. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. I was sitting on my bed when I heard them coming up the stairs. My room door flew open and they both stood there, both naked.