**Trent, Roger, and Charles spend the day with Britney and Katie in Charles' playroom.**
**This is an exploration into my specific kink, the stuff I want to read about. This is fantasy, fiction, kink, it is not and should not be considered anything other than horrifying when thinking of real life and real people. The fun of fiction is you get to write or read whatever fucked up shit you want, because it's not real. I'm writing this because *I* think it's hot, not because it's realistic. I like my characters deeply unrealistic.**
**Everyone is over eighteen. Chapter 6 of a series that's also intertwined with my Katie series, though both can be read separately.**
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Sometimes Trent still couldn't quite believe his life. It had only been months since his wife passed, and he stilled missed her every day, but the pain and grief had been lessened so much by his new relationship with his daughter. He'd been fucking her since shortly after she'd turned eighteen and it had been life changing. Now Britney was always ready for him, she presented her body for her daddy to use like the perfect cumslut he'd trained her to be. Even though he wasn't gentle, her little holes were still cherry tight and Trent couldn't get enough of them. And now, he'd bred her, and just in time.
It had been two days since Trent had confirmed his suspicions, his daughter was pregnant with his baby, her own sibling, and he still hadn't told her. He was waffling over it, he knew she was still a little hesitant about the whole idea, so he didn't really see the point in worrying her so early on. He'd wait until it was necessary, until she had too many questions about her changing body and he couldn't avoid it any longer. Until then, though, he was more than ready to share the news with his dad. But he wanted to do it in person, and today was the day. Together he and Britney would join their friends Roger and Katie, and visit Charles for a sleepover. It was something Trent had been looking forward to since he began fucking his daughter upon her turning eighteen. And when he'd introduced his best friend and his little girl to the tradition, the anticipation only grew. Trent could only imagine how his dad felt, if Trent was so eager even with Britty at his disposal, his dad must have been aching for it.
"Britty!" He called for his daughter, aware that she was somewhere within earshot of him. He'd been enjoying his morning coffee over the newspaper, but now...
"Yes daddy?" She called from the other room.
"Come in here, kiddo, daddy needs your mouth." He took a sip of his coffee.
Seconds later, Britney's feet were padding softly across the kitchen tiles. He'd already pulled his cock from his sweats, it was half cut and waiting for her. He watched, sipping from his mug, while his little girl dropped to her knees and shuffled between his legs.
He gazed down at her, smiling, and brushed her hair out of her eye, tucking it behind her ear. "Such a good cumslut, aren't you baby?"
Britney grinned. "Yes daddy." After a few small licks, she sucked his cock deep into her throat. Trent let out a groan and threw his head back. Fuck, she was able to take him deep these days. She'd come along way since those first days using her, when more than once his rough fucking of her throat had her passing out with his cock lodged in her mouth.
Earlier in the week, Trent had taken Britney to work with him for Take Your Daughter to Work Day. She'd joined him where he was a surgeon at the hospital, greeting his colleagues in her quiet little voice, all while she had a vibrator shoved up her pussy, rumbling away while she shook their hands. She'd been so good, letting him edge her until she was a soaking wet mess, begging for his cock to fill her. And he had, along with the help of his good friend George who'd enjoyed fucking a load into Britney's throat. It wasn't something Trent normally concerned himself with, pleasuring Britney without any for himself, but that day she'd practically begged him to fuck her.
After he'd shared her in his office, Trent had later given her tight little asshole a fucking in a spare exam room. He'd taken her hard, ramming into her with as much force as he could manage. Even had to hold his hand over her mouth so the squeals and cries and garbled "so full, daddy!", that his efforts elicited didn't give them away. By the time they'd left hospital, to much the same kind smiles and waves from his colleagues, and a sly wink from George, Britney's tight teenage holes were both dripping with cum. He could just imagine it between her thighs, slippery and wet. The thought of it had made him so hard he fucked her again the second they got home, though that time Britty herself had been desperate for it.
Trent was certain he had the pregnancy to thank for the sudden wanton nymph that was his daughter. She'd been just as needy the next morning, stumbling into the kitchen on wobbly feet begging for him to make her cum. Trent wasn't sure how long these symptoms would last, but he was intending to make the most of them.
That night, though, the one after the day they'd spent at the hospital and the eve of the big sleepover, Trent had left Britney alone for a couple of hours. His dad had been over for dinner so Trent knew she was in good hands, if she needed to cum he'd have no problem helping her out. In fact he was fairly certain he'd come home to find his daughter dribbling with her papa's cum, if he hadn't watched it all pool on her tongue before letting her slurp it down. Trent had originally planned to share the good news about Britney with his dad, Charles, after that dinner that night, but Roger had called with an offer Trent wasn't about to refuse. His wife, Lacey, Katie's mom, had only recently learned about the relationship Roger had developed with his stepdaughter, and she was fascinatingly keen on it, if a little bit controlling of the whole situation. She'd found out that Roger intended to share Katie at the sleepover, and insisted that she be around to help Katie through her first DP.
Needless to say, when Roger had called asking Trent if he wanted to help fill Katie's little holes in advance of the sleepover, Trent had his keys in hand and was out the door before the call had fully disconnected. And it had been worth it, Katie's asshole had his cock in a vice grip, and he'd cum so hard he could barely see straight.
Now, with the sleepover only hours away and his daughter's throat encasing his cock in her tight, teenage heat, Trent was already imagining how he'd fill her best friend Katie's holes again, and the rest of Britney's, all with the help of his dad and best friend. "Fuck, baby!" Trent groaned, his fingers tightening on Britney's hair as she bobbed on his cock. "Daddy can't wait to see you in papa's playroom."
It was going to be a good day. Not that it hadn't been already, it was only the morning and he'd already been balls deep inside Britney, groaning as her tight teen pussy gripped his cock like a vice. And now he was about to shoot another load down her throat, maybe watch a little of it dribble down her lips. Britney wasn't allowed to waste her daddy's cream, but sometimes Trent liked to spill it for her, just to watch it marking her face. He moaned, long and loud, when his little girl swallowed around his cock. "Oh, kiddo, daddy's going to cum. Make you sure you swallow it all down." He told her through gritted teeth, before fucking into her throat a few times as his cum spurted down it in long ropes.
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Later, at noon, there was a knock on the front door. "Britty!" He called to his daughter in her bedroom. "That's your uncle Roger and Katie, let them in would you?"
"Yes daddy!" She was already bounding down the stairs.
Trent was finishing up in the kitchen. He'd decided to make the girls a couple of cocktails for the road. Making them all warm and fuzzy with alcohol had worked well enough the last time, but Trent had added a little something extra to these. He'd gotten a couple of prescription pain meds from work, nothing dangerous or addictive, just enough to dull their senses so they'd only feel the good parts and the guys wouldn't have to worry too much about being gentle. He'd crushed them and was mixing the powder into the sweet pink rum cocktails he'd already made and poured into a thermos. Just as he was screwing on the lid, Britney lead Roger and Katie into the kitchen.
Katie was wearing a pretty pink babydoll dress and she shuffled in behind Roger, her chinks bright pink. "Hey man," Trent greeted his friend. "Thanks for coming here, seemed like it would be nice to all drive over together." He handed the thermos to Britney and asked her to put it in a bag by the door so they wouldn't forget. She rushed away, leaving the three in the kitchen.
"Oh it's our pleasure, isn't it Katie?" Roger winked and nudged at his stepdaughter. She was looking at her feet, her hands, anywhere but in Trent's eyes. "Say hi to your uncle Trent, baby girl."
"Hi uncle Trent." She said in a quiet voice, still not looking at him.
Trent grinned and kneeled before her, taking her chin so she had to look at him. Trent was a tall man and it went a long way toward getting the girls to behave as he wanted, he wasn't an unintimidating man. "What's up, little one, you're not shy with me now are you? I had such a nice time fucking your tight little asshole last night, didn't you like it?"
Katie chewed on her lip. This close, Trent could see something crusted on her cheek. He grinned. "Did your daddy get cum on your face?" His finger gently traced it. Katie's cheeked burned even hotter.
"Katie, don't be rude." Roger chastised.
Trent tapped her on the nose. "It's okay, you won't be shy for long. Uncle Trent's going to have his cock back in that tight asshole soon enough."
"Katie, I think you need to apologize to your uncle Trent. Why don't you give his cock a little suck?"
Katie's mouth dropped open. She looked like she wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Britney's return.
