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“I’m here, sweetie,” I said as I stepped outside, and she came running with two dolls in her hands. “Take her. I like this one better,” she said, holding the dark-skinned doll in her small hand. “She’s really pretty, hm?” I said with a smile and went to sit down with her on the grass.

  I watched as Luke walked outside after a few seconds, adjusting his crotch before handing everyone a beer. I couldn’t help but smile, and strangely enough, it didn’t feel weird at all that I was now playing with his four-year-old.

  *

  It got dark outside and Ava fell asleep on the lounger. Her brother was still awake, but he was fussing and trying to get his mother’s attention.

  Right after Ava fell asleep, I went upstairs to grab a book and sit outside on a different lounger a little further away from the others. Closer to the pool.

  I had a little reading light attached to my book, so it was easier for me to read in the dark. I could see the others by the table, but I knew all they could see was this dimmed light in front of me.

  I looked up as Dad walked over to me, sitting down at the end of the lounger. “You okay?” he asked, running his hand up my leg until he cupped my knee.

  “Yes. I should come out here and read more often,” I told him with a smile.

  “Good idea,” he said, then sighed before his hand moved further up my thigh. “You were great with those kids today. I was imagining you as a teacher. Or daycare worker. You have a way with kids,” he told me genuinely.

  My smile didn’t fade, and I shrugged at the thought of me working with kids. “I don’t know if that’s what I wanna do when I’m older, Dad. But…I’ll think about it. Ava and West are really sweet kids.”

  He nodded, and I looked down at his hand. My book was covering the part of my body I wanted him to touch, but with the small light on, we would risk anyone seeing us. Well…Delilah would be the only one who would freak out since all three men had already gone as far as to touch me.

  Two more inappropriately, the other just testing the waters.

  “Go say good night. The others will leave soon. I want you to go upstairs to my bedroom and wait for me.” His voice was low, and I bit my bottom lip as he nodded toward the house.

  I took the hint and got up from the lounger. “Naked,” he demanded as I started walking, and I couldn’t help but chuckle as excitement came over me.

  “It was fun. I’d love for you all to come over again sometime,” I told Delilah as I hugged her.

  “Just send an invitation,” she said with a smile, and I nodded, turning to look at Luke. “Good night,” I said, getting on my tiptoes and hugging him tightly.

  Just like I did at the beginning of my sexual adventure with Theo, I pressed my body against his. While he wrapped his arms around me, he turned to stand with his back to the others, then reached down to cup my ass with his big hand. He gave it a tight squeeze before he let go of me again.

  “Good night,” he said, then stepped back. He had a boner, and I hoped he’d get rid of it before his wife would see.

  Theodore wasn’t around, and I guessed he was probably in the bathroom. With another wave, I went inside and walked upstairs to dad’s bedroom.

  I didn’t know how long it would take for Luke and Delilah to leave, but as I started to undress, I saw them walk down the path toward their car in our driveway. I watched them put both kids into their seats, and then they got into the car themselves and drove off.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Birdie

  I knew Theo hadn’t left yet because his car was still in the driveway, and as I turned to walk back to the bed, Dad stood by the door with his arms crossed over his chest.

  “I told you to be naked and in my bed,” he said, his voice low and husky.

  My lips pressed into a thin line, and then I smiled in the hopes to make him a little less angry. “Theo’s staying?” I asked, unable to think about anything else. But I didn’t get an answer to that.

  “Take off your dress.” His voice was demanding, and I reached for the hem of my dress to pull it over my head. I stood there in just my thong. A bra was unnecessary in a dress like that, so I didn’t bother putting one on.

  I stood there, my arms next to my body and my eyes on Dad’s. He didn’t move, instead, he nodded to my thong, gesturing for me to take them off.

  I reached for them and pushed them down my legs until they hit the ground and I could step out of them. “Come here,” he demanded, loosening his crossed arms.

  I walked toward him, and as I reached him, he took my hand and pulled me close to him with his hands running down my back.

  “You were annoyed with me the past two days,” he said, his face close to mine. I shook my head and frowned.

  “Not annoyed…just a little frustrated,” I told him with a soft smile. I wasn’t mad at him for not acknowledging me.

  “You had to work and I know how tired that can make you. I’m not annoyed with you,” I told him, placing both my hands on his chest. I ran my hands up to his neck and locked my fingers behind it.

  “Good,” he replied, his eyes on my lips now. His hands moved along my waist, then down my hips and finally over my ass where they cupped it and pulled me into his body more.

  “I also had to think about this. About us. And Theodore.” His voice was a low growl, and his eyes landed back on mine.

  “What we’ve done that night is wrong. It’s so fucking twisted and sick, baby bird. I shouldn’t have given in, but I knew I had no change to fight this urge of wanting to touch you.” His hands squeezed my ass again, and I stood on my tiptoes, wanting him to pick me up.

  He took the hint and lifted me until my legs wrapped around his hips. “I’ve told you before, Birdie. If this gets out, I can end up in jail. Same with Theo. You promise this is our little secret, hm?”

  I quickly nodded, running my hand into his hair, and tugging on it. “I promise, Daddy. You know I would never turn my back on you two.”

  He carried me over to the bed, where he sat down and set me on his lap. I kept my legs wrapped around him, and I dipped my head to kiss the side of his neck. “I love you, Daddy. You know I do,” I whispered, then licked the spot I had just kissed.

  His hands were on my lower back again, and he held me tight while I started to move my hips against him. “Does this feel good, Daddy?” I asked, and I felt him pressing my hips more and more against his own.

  “Fuck, baby bird,” he mumbled and quickly turned us around so he was on top and I was lying on my back.

  He pressed his hardening shaft against my pussy, and I felt him pulsating as he started to rub himself against me. His cock was throbbing, and I wanted him to be naked too.

  “Can you take these off?” I asked, tugging on the waistband of his jeans. He smirked and quickly unbuttoned it, then pulled them down his legs and threw them on the floor next to my dress. His shirt was next, and I watched him as he stood there, undressing for me.

  His muscles all over his stomach, chest, and arms were incredible. I needed to touch them. But Dad had other plans.

  He pushed his boxer briefs down his legs, getting rid of them just like he did with his other clothes, then he pulled me to the edge of the bed and knelt in front of me.

  His hands pushed my legs apart wide, and his lips started to leave a trail of kisses along the inside of my thighs. First my left, then my right.

  I watched him closely, and with one hand I reached down to grip his hair. “Please,” I begged, lifting my hips to hopefully get his mouth on my clit.

  “Don’t move,” he ordered, and I sighed in frustration. “Daddy…” I whispered. “I want your mouth on me so bad…”

  But even after I told him what I wanted, he kept teasing me. His lips and tongue were all over my legs, coming close to my pussy but quickly moving up again. His fingers traced each side of my slit, but never actually dipped into me like they did two nights ago.

  “Tell me again, baby bird. What do you want me to do with this sweet cunt of yours?”
he asked, and I looked down to see him look at me.

  “I want your tongue on my pussy. I want you to suck on my clit until I cum on your mouth,” I whispered, arching my back to release some of the tension. “Please,” I added, and he finally gave in.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Rhett

  She tasted so goddamn sweet. My tongue moved through her wet folds while my hands spread her legs apart further. The moans escaping from her lips made my dick even harder, and I started to play with that little button.

  While I licked and sucked on her clit, her hips buckled over and over again, and her head fell back with an arched back. “Oh, Daddy,” she moaned, pressing my head down with her hand cupping the back of my head.

  I flicked my tongue faster, and she started to pulsate with every other lick. Her legs started to press against my head, and I had to push them to the sides again to get better access to her pussy. She was close, I could tell, so I continued working my magic until her body stiffened.

  “Oh, yes!” she moaned. “Don’t stop, Daddy. Please don’t stop,” she begged, her voice cracking.

  Her sweetness filled my mouth, and I swallowed every last drop that dripped down her pussy. With one last kiss to her clit, I stood back up and turned her onto her stomach, slapping her ass.

  “Up,” I ordered, and she stuck her ass out like a good girl. I positioned myself between her legs again and caressed her ass cheeks with both hands.

  The tip of my dick was brushing against her entrances, and she wiggled her ass to feel more of it. The best part of getting to fuck my daughter was that we didn’t need a condom. Poor baby bird’s ovaries had cysts all over them, and her gynecologist gave her a special pill to get rid of them.

  She was only fifteen at the time, but sadly the pill didn’t work at first. She had to undergo a Laparoscopy at sixteen, and the doctors found even more cysts and decided to take out her left ovary and fallopian tube. That wouldn’t have been such a big deal if her other tube wasn’t all twisted, unable to pass through any fluids once she decided to get pregnant.

  Doctors said the chance of her getting pregnant one day would be slim to none, but Birdie didn’t seem to care much. She had the most crucial pains before surgery, and she wasn’t complaining about anything in her pelvis hurting ever since. But her not caring might change once she realizes how beautiful being a parent is. But for now, I was happy that I didn’t have to use protection, able to feel her without any layers of rubber between us.

  She was ready for me, but I knew I had to go slow. I bent down to kiss her ass, then her back, and then I pulled her up on her knees by her hair.

  I planted another kiss to her neck while I slid my dick along her wetness. “I know you’re innocent. A sweet little virgin and you’re all mine, baby bird,” I whispered against her ear. Her ass pressed against my stomach, and the whimpers she let out told me how much she wanted me.

  “Tell me, baby. What do you want me to do with my dick? Want me to take your innocents? Waited like a good girl for your own daddy to do it, huh?” I growled, pushing her down onto the bed again.

  “Please,” she moaned, sticking her ass up in the air again. I gave it another slap, then I positioned the tip of my dick at her entrance and put pressure on it to slowly enter her tight whole.

  When I fingered her two nights ago, I was amazed by her tightness. Two fingers were already too many, and I knew I’d be having trouble pushing inside her.

  But the fluids running out of her whole made it easier for me to move in and out, even if it was just the tip at first. A moan escaped her, and I gripped her hips to keep her in place. She was moving too damn much, trying to get comfortable.

  “Shit,” I mumbled, trying to fit my thickness inside of her. She wasn’t the only one getting frustrated, so I squeezed her hips, preparing her for what would come next. “Breathe in, baby bird,” I groaned, and her body stilled while I watched her shoulders lift, telling me that she took in a deep breath.

  “And now…breathe out,” I said, waiting for her to do what I said. And as she blew that breath out, I forced myself inside her, breaking that thin wall of innocents and making her scream my name.

  A sob escaped her, but I started to move to ease that sharp pain. “It’s all good, baby bird,” I promised, thrusting into her with no mercy.

  Her screams weren’t as loud anymore, but she still tried to make it more comfortable by shifting her knees. “Fuck!” I groaned, slapping her ass once more before pushing her head down into the sheets.

  I felt like a wild animal chasing its prey, hunting it down, and then eating it. Raw and bloody.

  That’s exactly what her pussy was. After breaking through that wall and turning her into a woman, blood streamed down my cock, marking me as her first.

  That made me feel so fucking powerful, and I kept pumping into her until her screams turned into moans.

  After every thrust, I felt her relax a little more and I knew she was starting to enjoy it. I wanted her to catch her breath and calm down from my animalistic fucking. It’s been too damn long since the last time I had sex, and now getting to fuck Birdie was just what I needed.

  I slowed down, then stopped while I kept my dick buried deep inside her. We were both breathing heavily, and I reached for her hair again to pull her up against my chest. She leaned back with her head against my shoulder, and I kissed her tear-covered cheek.

  “I love you, baby bird,” I whispered, and I could see her smile. “Is this what you wanted all this time, Birdie? Your daddy inside you, hard and deep?”

  “Yes,” she breathed. “Please…keep going,” she added softly. She didn’t have to tell me twice.

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Birdie

  The pain I felt as Daddy pushed inside of me didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. It was a sharp pain, but it went away quickly after he eased in and out of me with force.

  I had to adjust to his thick cock inside of me, but with each thrust, Daddy pushed me further down and kept control over my body.

  But instead of keeping up his pace, he slowed and move his hips back and forth in a slow movement. His cock felt amazing, rubbing inside of me and stretching me with every thrust.

  He pushed me down onto the bed again, and I was facing the bedroom door with Daddy’s hand pushing down on my head. He fisted a handful of my hair, while he gripped my waist with his other hand.

  “How does that feel, baby bird? Is it everything you ever wanted?” he said in a low and raspy voice, and I nodded with a smile.

  I loved him, and this wasn’t wrong. We were in love, and our love was bigger than anyone else’s. It ran deeper and stronger. Yes, he did raise me because my mother never could. And, yes, I was still seventeen, but I had my own mind, and this was what I wanted.

  He wasn’t abusing me. He wasn’t grooming me. I started it all, and if there was one person who should be put in jail or a mental health hospital, it was me. I initiated everything. Made Uncle Theo be the first-ever man to let me touch him in places I had never touched someone. And he was also the very first man I let touch my breasts. He sucked on them, all because I wanted him to.

  Sure, he could’ve resisted and said no. In the end, he’s the adult, right? But why should anyone blame him, or Dad, for wanting to be close to me? For wanting to touch me and make me feel good? I wanted the same with them, in the end.

  I would be turning eighteen in a few months anyway, and after that age wouldn’t matter anymore to no one.

  Besides, if anyone would find out about what was going on at home, they would only make a mess, thinking it’s their business to tell me that it’s wrong letting my father touch me.

  But how could something so wrong feel so damn right? I had always been different. Had a different mindset when it came to age and what is wrong and what’s right. I had my own opinion on many different things, but just because I had one, didn’t mean I was going around town rubbing it in everyone’s faces.

  If fucking my dad an
d uncle was what I felt like doing, then that’s what I’d do.

  As Dad started to move faster again, I closed my eyes and enjoyed every second of him being inside me, with no stupid rubber between us.

  I knew I couldn’t get pregnant, so I wasn’t worried about that at all. I had one ovary and fallopian tube left in my body, and even that one was fucked up. When I had surgery, they injected a blue liquid into my vagina to see how far it would get. My fallopian tube was sticky and almost completely shut, so the fluid didn’t even make it up to my ovary. They could’ve taken that one out too, but they left it in probably to make me feel better.

  Sure, there was still a very slim chance of getting pregnant, but I wasn’t worried. There were things in my life I just knew would never happen to me. Being Pregnant was one of those things.

  “It feels so good, Daddy,” I whispered against the sheets, then opened my eyes to see Theodore standing there.

  He was watching us, leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his shoulders. I smiled at him as Dad pushed into me with more force now, gripping my ass with both his hands now.

  “Fuck,” he muttered, and I felt him throb inside of me. “Where do you want me to cum, baby bird? Tell me,” he ordered, reaching for my hair and pulling it back.

  I kept my eyes on Theo, moving back against Dad’s thrusts and letting out a moan as I felt the tip of his cock deep inside of me.

  “I want it...” I breathed, trying to form words while he pushed into me faster. “Inside,” I managed to whisper, and Dad let out a loud groan.

  “Dirty little bird. Wants her dad’s cum inside her wet pussy,” he muttered, now picking up speed again and moving even faster and harder.

  There was a knot in my belly trying to explode while his cock rubbed a spot I never knew existed. To make it all even more intense, Dad reached around to put his fingers on my clit, circling it and making it ache.

  “Ah, Daddy,” I moaned, sticking my ass against him more. Theo didn’t look away as Dad kept on pumping into me, and when my orgasm built, I wanted Theo to touch me just like Dad did.