extrem incest

*** I’ve had a few requests to write another story with Brianna fucking her father, so here’s another one! This time, I included a THIRD person ^_~;; ***

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PERFECT MEDICINE
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The rain storm hit unexpectedly as Brianna rushed from the bus stop and across a few block toward home. With each step she took, her vision became blurred from the heavy rain splatter on her face. She furiously wiped away the rain from her eyes, but it didn’t help at all; she hadn’t been feeling well the past few days, but she refused to let her father see how much stress of her exams were getting to her and the slight fever–at one time, she had put it down to just another fever that normally passed as quickly as it came…this one however, was linering–it had been all week.

Pushing her way through the front door, Brianna dumped her school bag on the floor and almost tripped over as she stepped over it.
“Daddy, I’m home!” She called out as she headed toward the bedroom she and her father now shared.
The idea of a big old comfy bed was beginning to appeal to her.

Appearing at the junction between the family room and the narrow hallway leading to the bedrooms, Brianna’s father leaned against one wall. He looked his daughter up and down. Her tiny tarten skirt was rain soaked and clung to her long shapely legs and her white school shirt was almost translucant–showing off the fullness of her rounded breasts–complete with her tort nipples, peaked from the wet material.
“You don’t look well. That’s it, I’m sending Jack home and looking after my babygirl!”

“No. It’s…just…a…little…cold…” Brianna insisted as she took another step toward her bedroom; mumbling a short hello to Jack before her body screamed enough was enough and collapsed into her father’s strong arms.

Gently lifting his daughter up against his chest, Mike craddled her: trying to keep her warm.
Crossing the hallway, he stopped just short of the closed door to his bedroom. He found himself in the delemma of either dropping Brianna to open the door or asking Jack for help: he chose the latter. “Jack, give us a hand would you and open this damn door!”

He had to get her out of the rain and out of her wet clothes.
He groaned at the thought of stripping the wet school uniform from the petite girl in his arms.

He had had his fair share of erotic fantasies about fucking her when all she could do was lay there–he hadn’t the quite found the courage to restrain her and play the dominating punishing father–but never in all his WILDEST fantasies, had he thought his daughter would actully be unconscious in his arms; rainsoaked and torturously tempting him to just take her into the living room, bend her over the sofa and fuck her while Jack watched.

Feeling a throb in his groin, Mike knew his body was beginning to react to the slender frame of his daughter and mixing with his sexual thoughts.
“Jack, NOW!”

“Yeah, yeah I’m coming.” Pausing the porn DVD, he eluctantly stood up and walked over to his brother. Stepping around Mike, he opened the bedroom door and raised a brow at the sight of Mike’s drenched daughter. “Wow man, I didn’t realise how fucking big Bri’s tits have gotten. If I was you I’d feel her up real good.” Grinning, his eyes slid lower. “Maybe even give her a poke too.”

Mike narrowed his eyes. “I’m not that kind of man.” He lied through his teeth.

“Pitty…” Jack stood aside for Mike to enter the bedroom. “You could do alot to a girl like that and she wouldn’t even know it.”

Pushing past his brother, Mike strode over to his bed and gently set his daughter down. Standing back, he assessed the situation. On one hand his brother was right: his sexual interest could be fulfilled with ease. He could put Bri in any position and fuck her hard. On the other hand, his
babygirl did need some rest…

‘She’s getting the bedcovers wet with her clothing!’ Mike’s mind observed with little protest.

Slinking his way his brother, Jack gave a sly grin.
“Strip her–tear her clothes off for all I care, it doesn’t look like she’s goin stir anytime soon.” He glanced at his unconscious niece laying on top of the bedcovers. “And…you can do anything you want to her…don’t tell me what I’ve suggest hasn’t crossed your mind.”

Mike closed his eyes and looked away from Jack. He couldn’t tell him that it actually HAD crossed his mind and he already fucks her on a regular basis, so he did the one thing he could say: another complete lie. “No. I’ve already told you, I’m not that type of man.”

Jack gave a small ‘hmph’ sound as he stepped passed the man between him and Brianna.
“So you mean to say, that you’ve not given into the temptation just to touch her. The way her wet clothes are clinging to her body, it’d arouse any hot blooded man…”

Turning his attention back to Brianna, he extended a hand and ran his fingers down the length of her throat until he found a gentle swell of a breast.
He tweaked at a peaked nipple, then ran the pad of a thumb over it–toying with it to become harder–making it strain against her wet school uniform top.
“It’s strange how a girl in a school uniform can look so innocent and yet so fucking tempting…”
Turning back to Mike, he smiled a wicked smile. “Strip her. Get her out of those wet clothes like a good daddy should.”

Treating her as if she was china-doll; Mike carefully sat Brianna up and eased her top off. The sight of her naked breasts made his hardening cock throb with the beginning of an aching need to mould their shape in his hands. He closed his eyes as he tried to control himself.
He had to will himself not to touch.

Laying her back down, he found the zipper of her skirt and tugged it down bit by bit, making sure she suddenly didn’t stir.
‘Damnit, why did she have to wear those of all days?!’ He silently hissed to himself as he took in the sight of her white lace G-String.
His cock responded, sending a signal to his brain to remove them too; he refused the temptation as he kept his eyes on Brianna’s face–but the sight of her breasts grabbed his attention time and time again.
Groaning he tore his eyes away and moved his attention to working off her socks and shoes.
“I think we should leave her alone now.”

“Her panties…” Jack pointed out, grinning like a school-boy who was seeing a naked woman for the first time.

“What about them?”

“Take them off too.”

“No.”

“They’ll be soaked too…take them off.”

Bewildered, Mike glared at his brother.
“They’re just a little damp, they’re perfectly fine for her to wear.”

“Are they?”
Moving a hand down to her inner thigh, Jack caressed a fingertip over her pussy, stroking it like a painter applying paint to an untouched canvas.
In one quick fluid movement, he pushed one finger against the lacey material until it went deep inside her. He moved his finger back and forth then side to side until he could push another finger into her as he kept watched for any sign of his neice stirring.

Narrowing his eyes, Mike groaned as something within him stirred. It was something strangely arousing to see his brother touch his babygirl.
He clenched his hands into fists, deciding if his brother kept up the show, he’d have to jerk off several times before he had a chance to get near Brianna.

Feeling the slight dampness between his neice’s legs grow wetter with each movement of his fingers, Jack began to quicken his movements in a rough manner: raping her with his fingers.
Even through the material, he could feel the drizzle of her cum and his cock react to her.
She was about to explode and he was on the verge of needing to relieve himself in one form or another.
Forcing himself to stop as his cock as his cock strained against the tightness of his black pants, he turned to Mike.
“Yep. They feel rather soaked to me.” He gave a sly smile. “Feel for yourself.”

Swallowing hard, Mike gave into the temptation; sitting next to Brianna, he reached out and slid a hand from the valley between her breasts then over her tummy to her hot wet pussy.
Slipping his hand further down, his breath left him in one quick rush, he couldn’t believe Jack could get Brianna so wet in such a short time.

Moving his hands to her hips, Mike slipped the scrap of material from Brianna.
He needed to touch her flesh.
Jack had been right, he was a fool for not taking advantage of the situation…but when it came to his daughter–he was selfish.
The feeling of shiness in front of his brother left him as only the realisation of his hunger needing to be quenched took control; easily dipping two fingers into her, Mike moved them within her as the pad of his gently thumb rubbed against her clit.
He gave a small groan as his cock throbbed once more.
He had to have her.

With a small moan, Brianna began to stir as she slid over the bedcovers. As she moved, she became aware that someone was touching her. Slowly she lazily opened her eyes and smiled.
“Daddy,” she breathed as she arched up against her father’s hand.

“Busted!” Jack laughed as he slapped Mike on the back.

Reluctantly, Mike with drew his fingers and licked on them. “Definitely.”

Whimpering, Brianna crawled forward until she was straddled on her father’s lap. She rubbed herself against his arousal and was rewarded with a moan.
When he made no move to resume his previous actions, Brianna grabbed his hand from where it rested next to her and guided his fingers back inside her.

Delight flickered in Mike’s eyes. “Don’t…” He began as he struggled for breath. “Not unless you…”

Looking past Mike, Brianna noticed her uncle standing just a few metres away with the look of approval on his face.
Arching a brow, she turned her attentioned back to her father and kissed him as she thrust her hips forward, demanding to be touched.
“Jack can watch…” she whispered as she wriggled.

Mike groaned.

Jack smirked.
His plan was running smoothly.

Over-powered by his intoxicating daughter, Mike gently moved Brianna from his lap then positioned her on her hand and knees.
“It looks like we’re both in need of a little relief then…”

Biting on her lower lip, Brianna could only nod as she kept her eyes trained on Jack; unsure whether or not her father meant all three of them. She didn’t care. She just needed to be fucked–HARD!

Sliding a hand between Brianna’s legs, Mike caressed her heated pussy with one hand as he undid his pants with his free hand and pushed them downward. Proceeding to move back a little, Mike gave himself enough room to keep fingering his daughter as he started to lick at her puckered ass hole; he kept licking at her tight hole until his fingers were lubricated enough with her pussy juices to push two fingers in her ass–stretching her until it was ready to take the full force of his cock.

Gasping, Brianna wettered her lips as she wriggled her ass against her father, feeling the head of his cock painfully push inside of her. As he slammed his cock inside of her, Brianna slid a hand between her legs; she began to play with her clit and run her hand over her father’s balls each time he pushed against her.

Grunting, Mike closed his eyes and simply let himself feel. His daughters puckered hole hugged his cock so well and combined with his daughter’s playfulness, he couldn’t hold his load any longer.
“Ar-r-r-r-r-g!” Mike groaned, pushing harder into his daughter–filling her with his cum until it spilled out of her as he moved back.

Not yet satisfied, Brianna pouted at the loss of her father. She had almost reached her climaxed when he withdrew.

She turned to her uncle and winked. “Is this what you’re here for? To watch…or do you want this too?”

Unzipping his pants, Jack reached in and released himself. Stroking his cock. “Maybe a bit of both,” he replied with a smirk. “Ever sucked cock before?”
Pressing himself up against Brianna, he rubbed the tip of his cock against her lips. “Go on, suck on it!”
His long slender fingers wove into her hair as he pulled her down, thrusting himself into her mouth as she moaned with pleasure.

Running his cock from his daughter’s fucked ass hole, to the pulsing hole of her pussy, Mike slid his still hardened cock into her until he buried it deep in warm welcoming pussing.
Thrusting hard and fast, Mike began to move within her. “So this is what you want Bri?”

Tears of pleasure streamed down her face as Brianna gave a muffled cry and tried to nod–she found it hard to make any movement with Jack’s cock within her mouth and her uncle holding her firmly in place.

Reaching around her, he found her clit and poked at it with a finger and rubbed. “And what about this?”

Again she tried to nod.

Pumping faster and faster within her, Mike moved his finger in time with each thrust until he felt her inner-walls clamp down around him ready to release her first orgasm for the night.

With each little moan and gasp his daughter let slip, Jack’s grip tightened. The vibrations she sent through his cock excited him.
He thrust into her mouth faster and pushed against the back of her thoat and down it–almost choking her full of cock.
He was on the verge of release.

Moving his hand from her hair, Jack squeezed and pulled on her breasts with both hands, he played with both of her nipples between a thumb and finger, enjoying their fullness. “I love your tits. You’re dad’s lucky!”

With each tweak of her nipples, Brianna gave a small yelp in pleasure only to have it heighten in explosion of her orgasm.
It ripped through her body before she could fight for control on it.
She tried to scream in excitement from both men bring her pleasure, but only received more cock being shoved down her throat and the hot salty taste of cum shooting down her thoat–the only thing she could do was drink it in and swallow, at the same time her father once again came.

“Mmn, you’re such a good girl!” Jack sighed as he kept fucking Brianna’s mouth. “My turn!” Jack demanded as Mike withdrew from his daughter and collapsed onto the bed.
Lowering himself down onto the bed, he positioned Brianna with her back to him and pulled her down hard and fast onto his demanding cock.

With her switched on automatic from exhaution and her fever, Brianna snaked an arm around Jack’s neck as she held out a hand to Mike.

Taking her hand, Mike let her pull him closer and push him down until he was level with her pussy. Acknowledging her hint, he flicked at her clit with his tongue and licked her juices as he occassionally ran a finger over her glistening clit.

Standing up, Mike stroked himself, refusing to let his cock rest. The sight of his horny daughter was better than any porn DVD.

“I have an idea!” Mike suddenly announced and disappeared from the bedroom.

Coming back moments later with an orchid, he snatched his daughter from Jack.
“I’ll just be kidnapping you for a while,” he informed Brianna as he strode out the bedroom and headed toward the kitchen.

Curiosity getting the better of him, Jack followed. “This should be interesting.”

In the kitchen, Mike set Brianna down onto a chair.
Grabbing the telephone cord extention from nearby, he used it to tie her hands and feet to the chair.

“I never thought you had it in you: first you fuck your daughter…now this!” Jack mused as he watched Mike finish tying off the knots. “Though I am curious what you’re going to with the flower.”

Dropping to his knees in front of his restrained babygirl, Mike grinned. “I’m going to show you how to really appreciate a woman’s body–with a little kinkiness.”

Taking the orchid, Mike ran it over the length of her still damp ebony hair then down her arms before retracing the movement.
He ran it down the bridge of her nose and her lips.
He kissed her as he moved the orchid down her throat and circled her breasts with it.

Moaning into the kiss, Brianna felt little shudders rip through her body and tingling sensations start where the flower had lightly touched her skin.
She wanted more.

Breaking the kiss, Mike flicked his tongue at her upper-lip then trailed his tongue down her throat to the hollow of her throat. He gave her a tiny kiss.

She whimpered.

He smiled and moved the flower lower, slowly inch by inch, he dragged it in all directions across her abdomen then finally he brushed it over her heated pussy.

Gasping, Brianna tried to flinch, but being bound to the chair she was unable to do anything but stay in one place and take her father’s pleasurable torture.
“Daddy please…stop…I can’t take it…”

Chuckling, Mike kept moving the flower, spinning it so each petal had its turn with flicking at her clit and then using the orchid like a paintbrush, moving it up and down against her and into her a few times.
He was enjoying giving her the torture.
He couldn’t tell which he enjoyed more, watching her squirm from the torture or knowing he was bringing her such pleasure she was finding it unbearable.

From where Jack stood, he ran a hand over his cock and smirked. He was enjoying watching the show Mike was putting on for him.
He was beginning to feel rather left out, but he didn’t want to put a stop to the show. Instead, he moved closer to the pair and stood so when he was ready to come, his neice would be drenched in a white shower of cum.

Setting the flower down, Mike leaned in and lapped at the sticky juices dripping from Brianna.
Dipping his tongue into her opening, he probed and licked then moved his attention to her clit, playing at it with his tongue as he inserted two fingers into her and moved them within her.
She was over-heating and and ready to peak.

Pulling out his fingers, he put them against Brianna’s lips and smiled as the tip of her tongue darted out and lapped at the clear sticky liquid then sucked in his fingers.
“Uh-uh. Don’t be so greedy…” Extracting his fingers, he lightly brushed the tip of his fingers over the length of her body until he against reached her pussy and slid them back in, moving them in and out faster with each time his fingers dove into her.

“A-r-r-r-g D-a-d-d-d-dy! I want to…be fucked!”

“Ooh fuck, I’m cumming too…” Jack announced as he started to spirt cum over his neice.

Looking up at Jack, both Brianna and Mike grinned.

“Another round?” Mike asked with a grin, sitting back on his heels. He knew it was just a matter of time before Brianna kicked her uncle out for the night and it would be then, that he’d punish his daughter for fucking another man!

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I ♥ my daddy!