Chapter 5

This chapter occurred a couple of weeks before Tina came for her visit. I was not present for the next part of our story, but it was told to me by all involved and they agreed to the following: Tina always knew when her parents were fucking. Mom is noisy and Dad walks around half naked or sometimes he runs around naked. This all started after Sara got married and Bill went off to Ohio State. It seemed like once Tina graduated high school and became a legal adult, Mom and Dad went nuts. Maybe it’s a mid-life crisis. Tina had seen them naked her entire life, it was no big deal, the family was all like that.

Things were changing in Tina as well. She used to yell, Dad put some clothes on or Bill if you’re going to do that shut your door. With her brother out of the house, the only cock she ever saw was Dad’s and she found herself missing it. Then she would tell herself it was her dad and brother, get it together. Many people have told her she is good-looking, and she can see it in a mirror. You don’t have to be conceited to see beauty.

Tina Rose Waters, the youngest of three, daughter of William and Elizabeth Waters. Nineteen-years-old. Tina is the shortest of the group at five-seven and the only one to get Dad’s brown hair. This, or being Daddy’s Little Girl, we all felt she was Dad’s favorite and Tina never missed an opportunity to snuggle or hang on to him.

Tina is dainty, I never saw her do an exercise in her life. Pushing and pulling the vacuum used to wear her out. A curvaceous figure, she loved wearing clothing to show it off, much to my dad’s dismay. Many times, “Put on a damn bra!” was heard echoing throughout the house. Her 32-B’s set nicely on her chest. She turned heads. The point of all this is that she could have seen all the dicks she wanted to, including half the high school teachers and staff, women included. I’m sure her virginity has been missing for a while, but she has yet to tell me about it.

Tina found herself in bed one night trying to figure out the attraction to the men in her family. Good looking, but that doesn’t count, well not much anyway. She knew they loved her, and she loved them dearly. She could trust them more than any other men in the world. They both had nice cocks. She had seen Bill’s many times, there was a small hole in her closet that looked into Bill’s room, and she watched him jack off many times. She never told anybody about the hole and kept it covered unless she was using it. She almost got busted one night when she was rubbing her clit, watching Bill stroke himself. She came with Bill and cried out. Bill froze and looked around but saw or heard nothing and forgot about it.

She had rationalized that she was just looking at a dick, not her brothers, just a dick. Of course, she conceded that she was only fantasizing about her men folk. Once she thought about them both at the same time and she wet her sheets. So, one night she decided that she was going to start tempting them. She was going to wear something so revealing that Dad would freak out, but he would see her outfit. She hoped it would excite him.

In her room, she was working on the plan. She put on her “Daisy Dukes”, a torn Blake Shelton concert t-shirt, sans bra, that exposed much cleavage. She pulled the shirt tight against her, her nipples straining the cotton material. As she was modeling in her full-length mirror, Mom was walking by her room and stopped.

“Getting ready for bed, because I know you aren’t thinking about going out in that,” Mom stated matter-of-factly.

“Ah Mom, I’m nineteen now, I can wear what I want”

“You would think.” But no, you are not leaving this house dressed like that.” Mom insisted. Mom, born Elizabeth (Beth) Joann Johnson was just a bit taller than her youngest daughter. Beth was a couple of inches shorter than Sara but had fuller breasts that Dad couldn’t keep his hands off. The Waters children had witnessed their whole life the love their father showed their mother. Always kissing her, fondling a breast, letting his hand trail across her firm ass. They never hid what they were doing and it was presented in a natural, wonderful thing and we were never scolded, criticized, or made to feel bad about our bodies.

It surprised me as a young man that when I was at my friend’s house, his sisters weren’t running around topless. Or he would fight constantly with his brothers and sisters. His mom was always yelling at somebody, me included on occasion. My sisters are covered when we have guests, so I guess that would explain his sisters, but his oldest sister has huge breasts and I always wanted to see them. Note: She showed them to me one night when we drank too much. I learned that night that there can be too much of a good thing.

Tina knew she wouldn’t be allowed to go out, that wasn’t her plan. She didn’t want to go out. She wanted to excite her father. “Dad!” Tina screamed and bolted past Mom. “Dad!” she shouted again. She marched through the house, her titties bouncing in her shirt. She found him in his office. The rule is to knock before entering Dad’s office, but she just bounded in.

“Dad.” She stated, “Mom says I can’t go out in this outfit. Everything is covered, you can’t see anything.”

Dad eyed her as she posed and turned for him doing her best to excite him. She watched him shift uncomfortably in his chair. She bent over and he watched the denim of her shorts pull tight, her butt cheek visible under the short shorts. Then bending on one knee, she pretended to tie her shoe, but it gave her father a clear view of her breasts. Tina almost flooded her shorts when she heard her dad take in a breath as he gazed down at her. Tina did not notice her mother standing at the door watching this tawdry affair.

“Stand up young lady,” Dad told her. She did as ordered, twisting on one foot, flaunting her body. “First I can see your breasts, second, those are not shorts, they are a denim G-string.” He turned his chair, hiding his arousal. “You will not leave this house dressed like that. Do you understand? I did not raise a whore for the whole town to see.” Tina thought, “But you did raise a whore for Daddy to see and use.” Her pussy moistened.

Looking down at the floor, trying to see if he was hard, she said softly, “Yes Daddy. Whatever you want.” She moved to her father, spun his chair, and planted her ass in his lap. She could feel his hardness across her butt cheeks. He tried to lift her, but she had wrapped her arms around his neck and was squirming around, feeling his cock getting harder. Before he could protest, she kissed him. She didn’t dare slide her tongue in, but it was a kiss, nonetheless.

It lasted just a bit too long when a voice from the office door. “Damn it, girl, if you want to fuck the man, fuck the man.” Mom was moving across the room now and when she got to them, she got Tina off her father’s lap and stood her before him.

“If you want to show a man your tits,” Beth pulled the torn shirt up and off her body, exposing her bare breast, hard nipples. “Show the man your tits.”

“Mom!” Tina weakly protested. Standing behind their daughter, Beth reached around unbuttoned Tina’s shorts, and pulled them to the floor. Beth stood up behind her again. The three of them were almost panting now. Mom reached around her again and cupped a B cup. Her other hand reached around, at the same time using a foot to push her leg apart, slid a finger onto her daughter’s clit, and said out loud, “Show your father your body. Show your father you want him,” her finger rubbing her hardening nub, “Show the man you desire his hard cock inside of you.”

Tina cried out a moan as her mother played with her pussy, dipping a finger inside her now. Beth continued, now whispering in her ear, “Put your Daddy’s fingers in you.” Tina’s knees went weak and she started to sag to the floor, but Beth has been into yoga her adult life and held her daughter till she got her feet back.

Tina bent enough to take her father’s muscular hand. William Willie Waters is in great shape. Where his son, Bill likes sports, Willie loves them. A corporate lawyer, he travels a lot but manages to work out every day and his physique shows. Tina didn’t have to coax the hand; he lifted his right hand and she guided him to her leaking labia.

When her father’s warm finger touched her softly, Beth held her tightly to keep her up. Tina whimpered as his finger traced her womanhood. His fingertip found her, now hard clit and ran circles around it, causing her to shudder and cry out, “Oh Daddy, touch me, love me, and then in a soft, surrendering tremble, “Take your little girl, make her yours forever,” and his finger slid up inside of her. She cried out and collapsed, but Daddy was too quick and gathered her naked body up into his arms and carried her to his bedroom, Beth stripped off her clothing following them, leaving a trail of laundry in their wake.