Like all the preceding episodes, this story is completely fictional. If you are easily offended by incestuous relationships or sex with strangers please do not read! All characters are fictional and any likeness to any person is purely coincidental. The story is purely imaginary and, to the best of my knowledge, bears no relationship to any factual occurrence.
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I woke early. It seemed that our spell of dry warm weather was at an end. There were no birds singing to greet the new day; only the sound of the rain hitting the window pane. There were no dancing rays of sunshine intruding into the room from the join in the closed curtains. I turned over in bed and snuggled down reluctant to brave the challenging weather that today was throwing at me.
My thoughts recollected the days since I had been on holiday from university. In just a few days I had sucked my father's cock, fucked a guy at an orgy where everyone could see me (including my father and aunt), committed incest with my aunt and brother, had rubbed a girl to orgasm and had been fucked by a complete stranger over the car bonnet before being fucked by three guys on the beach! My pussy had been fucked and filled with cum as had my mouth on numerous occasions! "Becci. You're a cum slut," I said to myself under my breath.
Eventually I threw back the duvet and got out of bed. I drew the curtains back and looked out onto a wet, miserable British day where the clouds were ten different shades of grey and the ground wet and glistening. The only sound, apart from the rain on the windows pane, was the gurgling of the water as it ran down the downpipe from the gutter to the drain.
I picked my mobile phone up and glanced at the flashing light that told me there was a message waiting for me. It was from my brother David and read:-
"
Hi Sis. Sorry, I forgot to leave your panties in the laundry basket. Never mind. I'll use them a few times. Will return them next time I see you. Take care. xxxx.
"
I walked to the bathroom, ran myself a bath, and spend a good half hour just soaking in the warm soapy water, occasionally swishing the water around to make more bubbles. As I normally do whenever I have a bath, I started to fondle my nipples and areola, running the tips of my fingers over the nipples making them enlarged and sensitive and tracing little circles over the areola, making them darken in anticipation of what delights they might be treated to.
Within minutes my hand was down seeking out my labia, running a finger or two over my vulva, teasing and tantalisingly stroking my secret parts. My clitoris, already swollen and sensitive, was awaiting attention which it duly received. My finger pressing gently on it and by rubbing it in a circular motion made my pussy juice ooze and cover the walls of my vagina with a layer of love lubrication.
I inserted a finger into my fuckhole; my bum lifted off the bottom of the bath to meet my finger and my body started to wriggle and writhe. As my finger went deeper I pointed it slightly upward toward my sensitive spot and found it immediately. My body twisted with delight as I finger fucked myself. I could feel my orgasm as it started to build in the pit of my stomach. A tingling feeling radiated outwards towards my fingers and toes, spreading through all the nerves. My breathing became rapid and my writhing increased. My movements in the bath was making water waves which progressively got wilder and wilder until my orgasm exploded, my body twisted and shook with pure ecstasy and delight. My muscles in my legs relaxed and I slumped back under the protection of the warm water.
I laid there for a few minutes gently pinching my nipples between my fingers and thumbs enjoying the feeling of contentment and satisfaction as my orgasm gradually fading into the distance.
I dried myself on a clean white towel, wrapped it around my body and went back to my bedroom, where I opened the curtains and peered outside. The rain had eased somewhat and the sky had lightened. I sat on the edge of my bed, unwrapped the towel from my body, tilted my head slightly forward and rubbed the towel on my long blonde hair to help dry it. I plugged in my hair dryer and sat, passing my open fingers through my hair while the warm waves of air from the dryer banished all signs of any wetness. I stood, folded the towel and walked back to the bathroom to dispose of the towel in the laundry basket.
As I turned, to return to my bedroom, I jumped with surprise. My hand went to my mouth to stifle a scream that didn't actually arrive as my eyes analysed the sight before them. There on the landing facing me with a broad grin on his face was my Daddy.
"Daddy!" I screamed in surprise. "You're home early. I wasn't expecting you till late tonight."
"I'm sorry if I startled you, babe. It was meant to be a surprise," he retorted. It was then that I noticed his eyes admiring my naked body. He was inspecting me from tip to toe. I thought of covering my boobs with my hands: but for what point? Daddy had seen me naked before and we had even had some sex before, albeit only me giving him a blowjob!
"That's OK, Daddy. You just gave me a bit of a fright," I said as I went up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek and a hug. "It's nice to see you," I said.
"And it's nice to see you , babe," he said with a smile on his lips.
"Sorry you caught me like this, "I said, looking down at my body, "but I've just got out the bath."
"You look perfect to me," he said as he returned my hug. "The photo shoot finished earlier than I thought so I caught the first train home this morning and here I am!"
