Tiffany woke around 6am. She was excited and could not get back to sleep. Her daddy was home and the horny young teenager could not wait to get her hands on his big tasty cock. Their mother would not be home for several more days yet, and so she had dad and the boys all to herself. Tiffany had wondered greatly as to how she was going to manage the whole situation. Her brothers were hot and horny, sexy guys with very nice bodies and tasty cum. She loved them both. Now that dad was home though she found herself longing for his cum shooting down her needy young gullet. After all it was her times with her dad that had started her teenage lust for giving incestuous blow jobs. That day in the gym had changed everything for her, really opening her eyes to the need she had for the seed that had been planted deep in her mother to form herself, Andy and Josh.
Just laying there thinking about it made her energetic young loins tingle longingly. She could not help but imagine the night when she been formed in a fiery clinch between her mother and father. His big dick in her cunt, driving her onwards toward orgasm as her sloshed his tasty semen into her gash. Tiffany moaned and touched herself, stroking her pussy lips with a fevered need. She felt how slippery and wet she was already. She tensed her pelvic muscles and heard the sticky goo of her eager young snatch.
Damn, she needed a good fucking. For a moment she allowed her sweaty thoughts to linger on the idea of taking her daddy's big tool into her box. She imagined what it would be like to ride him, rocking back and forth on his delicious meat. The idea excited and repulsed her equally. She thought about Josh's finger inside her the other day and how he had talked her to orgasm with naughty ideas of probing her sweet cunt.
Mixed with those thoughts were the memories of Josh's deliciously sexy commands. She had sucked his big dick as far into her mouth as she had been able. Getting commands like that from her brother had awakened something inside her that was clawing to get out.
But she would not fuck them. No. She would not fuck her brothers and certainly not her father. That would be wrong. Blow jobs were one thing. Sex was a line she would not cross.
Tiffany brought her now saturated hand to her mouth and licked the juices from it. She tasted good, always had, always would. She remembered the days when she had thought tasting herself was taboo.
Now she was tasting herself and her father and brothers too!
The horny teen wondered whether she tasted closer to her father or mother. Running her tongue over the streaks of tasty juice she wondered if she would ever know. She guessed she could suck off dad after he'd fucked mum and find out that way. That would be interesting.
Sitting up in bed she stretched. As always Tiffany had slept naked. Hopping out of bed she glanced at herself in the mirror. Her body was glowing with the light from her bedroom window. Posing on her tiptoes she spotted a bruise on her leg and bent down to examine it. She must have banged her leg when she was fucking that guy in the toilet stall. The memory of that moment hung in her mind and she smiled at herself. She noticed that she was blushing too.
Walking to the window Tiffany looked out. It was a hot, sweaty, dirty day. As the morning came on the dust was clinging to hot, sweaty bodies right across their small neighbourhood. Julie Hernandez was just passing by walking the dog. Tiffany gave her a wave and a smile, ending by throwing her arm over her pert young boobs as she did so. The teen liked to tease people. She had noticed the way the young woman looked at her and licked her tips. Rather than looking away Julie winked and waved again, laughing and tossing her long dark hair. Julie had a typical Hispanic body and as she turned away Tiffany could not help but admire her sexy booty in her short denim shorts.
Damn she was horny today.
What could she do to alleviate the problem?
She felt a naughty grin tweak at her lips as she formulated a plan. Yes, it was time to welcome home daddy properly. And what better way than to make him...
..."Breakfast in bed, daddy!" Tiffany called out as she knocked on his bedroom door. The sexy teen had thown on a tight white t-shirt and bluejeans. The clothing clung to her curves perfectly. As she looked down at the plate she could see her nipples were standing out pertly beneath the material. She waited for her dad to reply but heard only a groan.
Bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, the she had made her dad the full lot. She knew from experience that the more you fed a man the more tasty cum her could manufacture. The more sweet stuff you gave him the better his cum tasted. Plus with everything she had planned dad would need to keep his strength up. There was a long day ahead.
She knocked again, louder this time.
Still no answer.
"Dad? Daddy?" She called. "Time to wake up!"
Normally she would have been worried about waking up her brothers right now. She had checked their rooms earlier though and both had disappeared out. A note downstairs had pronounced that they had gone fishing again and would be back that afternoon. It was really sweet of them to make themselves scarce, but Tiffany knew that they had not realised the full impact of their actions. They had simply thought that with dad home their blow job privileges would be curtailed.
She sighed. Her dad was probably asleep still. He had been away for too long and he normally needed a while to recover. Tiffany balanced the tray on one hip, glad she had some and was not too slim like most of her friends. She figured that if her dad wouldn't wake up, she'd just have to make him.
She clicked open the door with her free hand.
What she saw almost made her drop the tray. Her daddy was laying back on his bed, his smooth strong body arched in pleasure. His muscles were straining beneath his skin. His head was thrown back and his eyes closed. His hair was plastered to his forehead. His whole body was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. His legs were spread wide, the one closest her curled up at the knee. His body was practically hairless apart from a small patch of light brown curls at his groin. The curls framed his chunky cockmeat. His heavy hairless balls were pulled up tightly between his spread thighs. She could just see the crack of the base of his ass from where she stood.
Tiffany took in a sharp breath. She swallowed. The room felt hot. Her dad was gorgeous!
"Morning dad!" She called, a strong note of desire that cracking her voice.
His hand stopped moving and he opened his eyes. A strong blush came across his face seeing her standing there. "Morning, erm, Tiffany. I didn't hear you knock."
"Oh I knocked. And shouted. Twice. But I guess you were pretty wrapped up in what you were doing!" She laughed, shaking her hair.
Her dad looked from her face, down to his hand, and back again. He laughed too. "Yeah I guess I was!"