Robert sat in his chair silently feeling the tears dry on his face. What had started as an ill-timed act of fatherly disapproval toward his oldest daughter's new boyfriend had culminated in the loss of all that he held dear. The family that he loved more than anything in life was now in flux, their new found hatred for what he represented was impossible to deny.
He watched his wife, Diane, sitting on the floor next to the dining room table wipe thick globs of cum from her chin into her mouth. Her physical satisfaction was made apparent in every breathy compliment she directed toward her new lover. Robert's tormentor, Justin, was sitting on the edge of the table letting Tina lick him clean. Tina, the oldest child, had shown a side of herself the rest of the Parker family had never imagined; one of submissive lust.
The thought of what had happened to his family brought his attention to Krissy. The glimmer of hope that Robert had was sparked by the realization that his youngest daughter had not been involved in the debauchery he had been forced to experience. This hope was short lived, however, as Robert turned to see her sprawled across her chair frantically stroking her dripping pussy. His chest tightened and went cold as the hope died and reality reemerged. Krissy's eyes were fixated on the threesome in front of her as she panted between clenched teeth. Her legs stiffened and her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Robert glanced at the other three and saw that none of them were paying any attention to what Krissy was doing. He watched as her young body lay back in complete relaxation. He had no concept of how much time passed as he watched her; his thoughts were of his youngest daughter's loss of innocence but his gaze was on the wetness running down her inner thigh and the soft rise and fall of her thin blouse. Krissy raised her head and lazily opened her eyes to see her father staring at her crotch.
"Are you fantasizing about me now?"
Robert almost jumped at the sudden acknowledgement.
"You've already shown us what a sick fuck you are so you may as well answer my question."
"Krissy, I've never-"
"You're a fucking liar, Dad," Krissy snapped. "This kind of thing doesn't just come out of nowhere."
Robert turned away from her ashamed. He looked down at his torn pants and shrunken member in disgust. He wanted to argue her point but deep down he knew she was right. The silence of the room let him know that everyone was now listening.
"I'm eighteen now, you know?"
Robert looked back at her trying to ignore the stares he was getting from the rest. He forced himself to make eye contact with Krissy even as she unbuttoned her blouse to reveal a little more cleavage.
"I can tell my looking at you that you want to eat my pussy I just want you to be man enough to admit it."
Robert's heart was pounding but his expression did not change. Krissy spread her legs wider to give him a better view of her dripping snatch. She ran her fingers up and down it and spread her lips for him. Robert was vaguely aware of the sneers of disgust from Tina and Justin as they saw his hard penis through the opening in his trousers.
"Come over here and get a better look," she said smiling.
Robert's hands began to tremble noticeably.
"It's alright. How do you know I don't want to give it to you? Maybe I've dreamed about having your tongue slide up and down my eager pussy."
Robert dared not move regardless of what he was honestly wanting. There was no action he could choose that would give him the escape he so desperately needed. He was still just as motionless when Krissy walked over and stood in front of him. He kept eye contact with her as she dropped her skirt to the floor. She ran her tiny hands slowly up her thighs and across her trimmed groin. Even after all the sex that had occurred in the room he could smell Krissy's sweetness. She looked down at his erection and licked her lips.
"Well, that's a give away right there."
She reached down and took her father's hand and placed it against her heated mound. Robert could feel how wet she was on his fingers and reflexively started rubbing her.
"I want you to tell me what you want to do to me."
Robert's mouth was dry and speech was almost impossible. He mumbled unintelligibly and swallowed hard.
"I can't hear you, Dad. I can't help you if you can't tell me what you want."