Susie stirred as the first rays of sunshine began to filter through her bedroom curtains. She stretched, her arms high above her head and her legs out straight, the sun playing across her naked breasts as they thrust upwards. With a sigh, she relaxed back onto the bed before rolling onto her side. She laid still, her head propped up on her hand as she gazed at Mike, her eyes roaming slowly over his naked body.
Until the previous night, it had been weeks since Susie had seen Mike -- or Ian. Weeks since she had seen her Dad and her brother. Her lovers.
She rolled onto her back, her hands behind her head, her eyes shut again as she thought back. It was over a year since Ian, her Dad, had taken her to Barcelona for the weekend, since a mix up over their rooms had thrown them together, since they had become lovers. After that, they had been to Paris and Rome, making excuses to get away, but otherwise grabbing time together whenever they could.
And then, almost two months ago, they had gone to London for the weekend, to visit a job fair. At the last minute, their plans had almost been thwarted when Mike, who -- at nineteen -- was a year younger than his sister, had come along as well. But during that unforgettable weekend, Mike had confessed his love and desire for his sister, his need for her -- and the three of them had been thrown together.
Susie sighed, her hands now running slowly over her body as she thought back to that weekend, to the stolen moments with her Dad, and then how Mike had come to her, how it was if a dam had burst as they fell into each others arms, how she had confessed in her own way to Ian what had happened, how the three of them had pleasured and enjoyed each other.
With a soft moan, Susie cupped her firm, full breasts, feeling her nipples hardening against the palms of her hands as she caressed herself. Since that weekend, they had hardly seen each other. After returning from London, she had gone straight back to University the next morning. In the weeks since, she had had to make do with her own fingers -- and her toys, the toys that her Dad had bought for her when they were in Paris together.
She smiled to herself, her fingers playing slowly across her clit, as she thought how her friend Emma, who had a room in the same house at University, had caught her a week or so ago. Susie had been dreamily playing with her toys, her mind full of images of her Dad and brother as she plunged her thick vibrator into her dripping pussy, when Emma had burst into her room. She had quickly pulled her bed clothes up, blushing furiously, but not before Emma had seen everything.
The next day Emma had brought her own toys along, and the two of them had watched each other play. It hadn't gone any further than that, but Susie wondered if it might, remembering the taste, the feel, of the girl she had shared with her Dad in Rome all those months ago.
With a sigh, she rolled back onto her side, knowing that she ought to be waking Mike up, if only to get him back to his own room before Megan, their Mum, was up and about. She guessed that her Mum would be up early, as she was going away today for a weekend conference, and would be away overnight -- which was why Susie was at home for the weekend, with her Dad and brother, her lovers.
She had come home the night before, her pussy throbbing at the thought of seeing Ian, her Dad, and Mike again. But when she had arrived, neither of them was home. Mike had arrived home just in time for dinner, and they had shared a lingering kiss for a few stolen moments while their Mum was serving their food.
After dinner, the three of them had watched a bit of TV and chatted, catching up on what had been happening. It hadn't been until after they had all gone to bed that Ian eventually got home, his long day made worse by a meeting that over ran, meaning he missed his flight back from the north of the country.
Susie wriggled down the bed a little, her fingers straying from her clit to her pussy as she thought back to the previous night, to Ian coming home.
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The whole day had been just one thing going wrong after another for Ian. His company owned a factory up in Newcastle, which they were planning to expand in order to produce a new range of products. What should have been a normal visit, after an hours flight, turned out to be far from routine.
The flight going was delayed by fog, and when he did arrive it quickly became apparent that the managers on site had not been as open about certain things as they should have been. This led to more meetings, and a missed flight home. In the end, it was just after midnight when Ian got back. Even though he was tired from his long day, his heart was thumping with anticipation of the weekend ahead, of Susie being home.
As he crept upstairs, Ian felt his cock lurching at the thought of Susie being so close, just a few feet away. He paused at the top of the stairs, listening out for any sign that anyone was awake, before creeping towards his own room. He popped his head around the door, smiling as he saw Megan in her usual deep sleep.
The house was quiet apart from the sound of his own heart thumping in his chest as Ian retraced his steps across the landing until he was stood outside Susie's room. His mind made up, he slipped silently into her room, shedding his clothes as he went.
There was just enough moonlight creeping through the window for him to see Susie, as he stood naked by her bed. His daughter's auburn, shoulder length hair was in a tangled mass, framing her face against her pillow. Her face seemed so peaceful, her eyes closed, her full, moist lips apart. Her full, firm breasts rose and fell gently as she breathed, her nipples pointed and dark.
As she was lying so still, her tummy was totally flat, the muscles clearly defined, her neat little navel nestling in the bowl of her belly. Her hips were softly curved, and her legs long and shapely. Her pubic mound was prominent, her neatly trimmed hair barely hiding the delights beneath.
She stirred, drawing a knee up, and away from her body. He glimpsed her pussy between her legs, her pink lips pale and moist, her sensitive clit still hidden. Ian slid onto the bed next to her, his eyes never leaving her face as he pressed close to her, his rapidly hardening cock pressing against her thigh.
