Surviving with Daddy Pt. 02

Literotic asexstories – Surviving with Daddy Pt. 02 by LibbyRocker,LibbyRocker ** Part 2 – better to read after part 1 of course. This story contains consensual incest and family love in a total fantasy world where it is permissible. I do not give permission to re-post or archive my stories. All characters are 18 and over. This story contains a fair amount of dirty talk **

After what Daddy called the quiet war just after my 18th birthday, we had found sanctuary in a special, hidden underground house. It turned out my clever – and rich – Mummy had built it in secret, years before she died, when I was in my mid teens. But Daddy had known about it.

We were cut off from the outside world, isolated but safe. We had everything we needed here for a long time, if we were careful with our supplies. We both missed Mummy even after three years. But we had to go on. We owed it to her, to make the best of it. Mummy had saved our lives even though she had gone.

I had learned how to cook and Daddy had learned how to fuck me so good he could make me come, over and over until I forgot everything we had been though.

Of course, we had fooled around for a while before that, wanking, fingering and sucking on each other before he took my virginity. I had grown up a lot in recent weeks. Turned out Daddy had sheltered me from a lot after we lost Mummy. I guessed he had tried to protect me, keep me innocent, away from boys and friends who could lead me astray. But now things had changed.

Daddy was a doctor so when we found Mummy’s contraceptive injection we both knew what was best.

I loved taking Daddy’s big thick dick and he loved my juicy little pussy as he called it. Daddy had bought some adult films with him which we watched together. We tried out all the positions and I knew just how to tease Daddy and make him come hard, sometimes over my face, tits or ass but most often deep in my pussy. Me and Daddy liked to role play a lot and sometimes I guess I played up the little girl act for him.

Daddy was tall and strong and when we slept together wrapped in each other’s arms at night, we would whisper I love yous to each other in the dark. I knew it wasn’t right really but at the same time we had found comfort in each other – and who knew even if there was a world out there worth surviving for?

In any case, I had decided to have Daddy take my anal cherry as a birthday treat for him. I thought he might bend me over and do me in the shower that very night.

But then the alarm went off and didn’t stop. The proximity alarm. The alarm that told us someone or something was up there and was close enough to the hidden entrance to this house to set it off.

Incredibly it had turned out to be my redhead cousin Riley, bedraggled and looking scared.

Somehow she had found us.

***

Daddy had told me to wait in the kitchen for him while he went topside. It was the first time I’d been properly alone since we got here. He had kissed me fiercely before he went out to the garage.

I paced anxiously while the kettle boiled. Was she hurt? Where was Aunt Jackie?

I made instant hot chocolate and was stirring it in a saucepan when Daddy finally came in the side door.

He had Riley held up in his arms, her face tucked into his chest, her long red hair tangled, her feet bare and scratched. She had on a thick blue jumper and dirty jeans. She was crying and Daddy was trying to soothe her, telling her it was going to be alright, smoothing her hair.

I felt a stab of jealousy and then I pulled myself together, worry replacing everything else.

I rushed to her and she turned to look at me, her eyes red rimmed, her face pale. She had a bruise on her chin and scratches on her cheek. She looked older than than her 19 years at that moment.

‘Oh my god, Riley! What happened to you? Are you ok?’

She shook her head and tried to speak but nothing came out.

***

I went to make up the spare room and then found some clothes for Riley to change into before going to run her a bath. She looked like she had lost a bit of weight but she was still a lot curvier than me. Mummy’s stuff would fit her better so I picked out plain royal blue panties and matching bra, and a long soft night shirt. Riley was a busty girl, with bigger boobs than Mummy even, so I went for the biggest most comfy versions of everything.

I took the clothes and fluffy towels to the bathroom then went back to the kitchen.

Daddy and Riley were sitting quietly at the kitchen table with their hot chocolates. I had brought a blanket for my cousin, which I put round her shoulders.

‘Th-Thank you Jessie,’ she croaked.

I smiled and she smiled briefly back, a haunted look in her eyes. I sat at the table and tried to calm my racing heart. What a night this had turned out to be.

‘Auntie Jackie?’ I mouthed to Daddy.

He shook his head.

‘I’m so glad you’re ok, Riley. I was worried about you,’ I said.

‘I’ll be ok. I’m just so tired though.’

‘When you’ve finished your drink, I’ll show you your room and I’ve got a bath run for you and some spare clothes picked out. How does that sound? We can get you cleaned up and then get you settled in bed.’

‘Thank you. Oh god, thank you.’

Then she burst into tears.

***

Riley wanted me to come in the bathroom with her.

I sat on the toilet seat and watched as she got undressed. Apart from mummy, I’d never seen another woman naked. Despite everything that had happened I was curious.

I had always envied Riley her fuller figure. Until blooming quite late, I had pretty much been a straight up and down cylinder shape. Riley had gotten her curves early and she took after her mum. I had heard mummy call Aunt Jackie a ‘top heavy temptress’ one time when she and Daddy were having an argument about something and it had taken me a while to realise what she meant.

My cousin pulled off her jumper and t shirt. I watched in the mirror as a pair of big tits encased in a substantial pretty black underwired bra bounced out. Wow.

She unbuttoned and shucked her jeans down and I saw she had a matching pair of panties. Her thighs were thick and rounded, touching together at the top. When she turned I found myself looking at her full and juicy panty clad bum.

I had never been into girls that way. Maybe I had watched too many adult films with Daddy. Or maybe it was something about Riley. Either way heat bloomed between my legs, taking me by surprise.

And when the bra and panties came off, I saw those big tits were tipped with strawberry coloured nipples and she had a neat ginger bush between her legs. Her skin was creamy and soft looking, and I tried not to stare as she climbed in the bath.

***

Daddy said she needed sleep more than anything and in the morning he would check her over for any injuries.

We left her to get into bed and then Daddy got her a glass of water and knocked on her bedroom door.

‘It’s alright, you can come in.’

Daddy went in quietly and I stood in the doorway and watched. He put the glass on her bedside, tucked her up, and whispered gently to her before bending to give her a soft kiss on the forehead.

He turned to look at me and something unspoken passed between us.

We would take care of Riley. Together.

***

I was awoken in the middle of the night by the sound of quiet sobbing.

Daddy and I hadn’t needed to say out loud that for now we needed to go back to sleeping in our own rooms. Riley’s unexpected arrival had changed everything. Daddy had been moments away from taking me up the ass and it took me a while to get to sleep. I had fingered myself for a bit, but it hadn’t brought any relief.

I padded over to Riley’s room and cracked the door open a sliver. She was on her side staring into space, tears on her cheeks, her breath hitching.

She saw me and sat up, clutching the sheet around her, wiping her eyes.

‘I’m sorry, cuz. Did I wake you up?’ she whispered.

I came in and sat on the bed.

‘Hey,’ I said, ‘Don’t be silly. I’m just glad you’re ok. Do you want to talk about it?’

‘I do, I guess. But not now. Will you sleep in with me tonight? I don’t want to be alone.’

I smiled and nodded. It was the least I could do.

She flipped the covers back and I scrambled in. She was warm and soft against my side as we lay on our backs next to each other and we both giggled. It was good to hear her laugh.

‘Can we cuddle, Jessie?’ she whispered in the dark.

‘Yeah, of course.’

We rolled towards each other and hugged, trying to find places for our arms and legs to comfortably go. We had both gone to bed braless and as we cuddled, our breasts squashed up nicely against each other through our pyjama t shirt tops.

Her big soft boobs felt good against mine, and if she could tell my nipples had stiffened she didn’t let on. I could clearly see the impressions her own big nipples made through her top even in the half light.

I stroked her ginger hair gently and as we both drifted off to sleep, I thought about what it would feel like to do the same thing with that little ginger patch between her thick thighs.

***

I woke up tucked into the side of Riley’s warm body, one arm and one leg thrown across her. We must’ve gotten hot in the night as we were on top of the covers. Riley was snoring gently and making cute little snuffles. I watched the rise and fall of her chest and stole looks at those big tits moving under her shirt.

Also, Riley’s shirt had ridden up her thigh and there was a lot of bare leg on display, the seat of her blue panties stretched tight across her round ass cheeks.

I saw movement through the open door and then heard footsteps. which quickly faded away.

Daddy had been peeking in on us.

***

Riley knew of course that Daddy was a doctor so she was ok with him examining her.

After a breakfast of bread, jam and coffee which she wolfed down, Daddy had Riley lay down on the sofa, her head propped up on the cushions. He had pulled up a chair and had his doctor’s bag by his side. I could tell he was trying not to look at her body too much.

I sat on the armchair and watched as he got to work.

He gently held her face and shone a light into her eyes. He examined the bruises and cuts on her face, and used an antiseptic wipe on one of the deeper scratches before carefully putting a plaster over it on her cheek.

She was so pretty. Riley had a smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, a cute nose and pouty lips. Her eyebrows matched the colour of her hair.

He listened to her chest using his stethoscope through her thin t-shirt. She blushed a little at the contact but Daddy was careful not to touch her with his hands.

He shut his eyes in concentration and ran his big hands down both her bare legs at the same time, checking that both sides matched. He pushed up on her feet and bent her legs at the knee. She winced a bit at that.

‘Sorry, Riley.’

‘It’s ok, Uncle. It just hurts a little. I had to…I had to run a lot. I think my knees are sore.’

‘Ok. Any stomach pains, ear aches or sore throat? Any pain anywhere else?’

‘No. I mean, my throat hurt but I was just thirsty I think. It’s ok now.’

‘Well, I think you’re in very good shape, young lady.’

Now he was blushing.

‘I mean, you’re physically fit all things considered. Everything should heal up with rest and plenty of food and fluids.’

‘Ok, thanks Uncle.’

Daddy took a breath. ‘Do you feel up to telling us what happened?’

‘I guess.’

***

Her story came out in dribs and drabs and I tried not to interrupt, only sitting next to her and holding her hand.

At first, the word on her street was that the power would be coming back on and everything would go back to normal.

But it didn’t.

Neighbours helped each other out, sharing food, looking after the little ones, making sure everyone kept warm.

People tried to find out what was happening, listening to their battery powered radios. But there was only static.

As food and fuel supplies dwindled, panic began to set in and neighbour turned against neighbour. Everyone expected the Army to turn up, but they never did. The skies were silent too. When people from the next town turned up, some walking and some in pick up trucks, things got ugly.

Riley and her Mum, my Aunt Jackie, had gotten their stuff together, ready to escape. But first they walked the three miles in the dead of night over to our place. Jackie had always had a spare key, and it was one of the few houses that hadn’t been ransacked as far as they could tell from the road.

They had expected to find us there, holed up, but when they saw that the car had gone, they realised we had already fled. I felt a pang of guilt at that. We should have left a message or tried to contact them. I had been in such a rush I hadn’t thought to worry about it.

Aunt Jackie had said to Riley she thought she knew where we had gone. Her sister had apparently told her about building the special house a couple months before she died. Aunt Jackie had thought she was just joking apparently, showing off about how rich she was.

Daddy’s eyebrows went up at this point in the story.

It made sense to me, even though for some reason my mum and Aunt Jackie must’ve had a big falling out at some point back in the day as they rarely saw each other and when they did they barely talked. That’s why I’d made an extra effort to get on with Riley I think.

Riley and her mum had searched the house looking for something that would clue them in. They had switched their mobile phones on for a few seconds and tried to call us but there was no signal of course. Everyone was trying to conserve their phone battery in the hope that the signal would be back on at some point.

Then Riley had remembered that she and I had installed the same locator app on our phone ages ago. That way when we went shopping in the big new mall we could find each other easily. It was just for a laugh really. I thought I had deleted mine.

She had opened the app on her phone and it had showed my last known location, miles away and up in the hills.

Aunt Jackie had taken a picture of the map, zoomed out and zoomed in.

They had slipped into the garage, snagged the keys, taken the car that Daddy had been teaching me to drive in and hit the road.

Every now and again they used the sat nav on their phones which sometimes lagged for ages before updating, to make sure they were heading in the right direction.

When they were just a mile away, a car had blocked their path and two men had gotten out. Aunt Jackie had told Riley to run and not look back and that she would catch up with her later.

Riley started to cry at this part of the story and I hugged her to me until she was just sniffling.

So Riley had run into the woods with just her backpack, hoping she was headed in the right direction. She had tripped at some point and knocked herself out. When she woke it was morning and she had a huge headache.

She had searched for ages trying to find some sign of the house they had been looking for. She turned her phone back on again but the screen was smashed and she couldn’t open the app.

Dazed, hungry, thirsty and hurt she had crawled up a dirt road and laid back against a tree. That’s when she had seen sunlight reflecting off something. It had to have been one of the security cameras.

She had crawled in that direction, searched for a long time and then had pretty much given up. She had tried to find a comfortable spot and had laid down on her backpack and dozed off.

When she woke it was dark again and she had stumbled about in a semi-blind panic. That must’ve been when the proximity alarm went off.

***

‘Uncle, can you go and get my back pack from the car? I forgot all about it. There’s something – something my mum wanted you to have.’

I had spent most of the day showing a wide-eyed Riley around before it was time for dinner. She was as gobsmacked as I had been when we first got here. I told her I had been learning to cook and bake and she tried some chocolate cookies I had made yesterday.

‘These are really good, Jess,’ she said as we chatted at the kitchen counter. ‘You’ll have to show me how you do this. I’m a hopeless cook. Mum did all of that.’

She had started to cry at that, and I gave her a big hug, those boobs of hers feeling good against me. I knew I shouldn’t be thinking those thoughts given everything she had been through, but Daddy hadn’t fucked me or eaten my pussy since Riley showed up, and I was getting kind of achy down there.

He came in the side door with Riley’s backpack and handed it to her. It was dusty and beat up but in one piece.

She took ît and went silently to her room.

Me and Daddy raised our eyebrows at each other. We would find out soon enough.

‘Come here, Jessie.’

I practically leapt in to his arms and crushed my mouth to his, our tongues meeting urgently as his arms came around me. I rubbed his cock through his shorts and he felt me up between the legs of my jeans.

‘Oh, Daddy,’ I breathed into his mouth. ‘I’m so horny. Can I come into your room tonight?’

He thought on that for a moment but when I squeezed his cock he made up his mind.

‘We’ll have to be quiet, baby.’

I smiled and he squeezed my ass before giving it a little smack. I giggled.

‘Sure, Daddy.’

***

As usual, I woke up in the early hours needing to pee. I paused outside Riley’s room on the way back from the bathroom and put my ear to her door. I could hear her cute soft snores but stayed there for a while to be sure she was deeply asleep.

Then I padded quietly to Daddy’s room. He usually left his door open a crack and I slipped inside and shut the door quietly behind me. The room was dark aside from soft light from the corridor spilling under the door. It was enough to see that he was sleeping on his back, his chest rising and falling gently under the covers.

It was plenty warm in there so I pulled my nightie off, making me naked apart from a pair of my small white bikini panties. I lifted the covers at the foot of the bed and crawled in, like I was getting into a sleeping bag. I moved over his warm body, my bare tits brushing his knees and settled in a kind of crouch over his boxer shorts, my head tenting the covers.

Daddy didn’t stir, so I reached in, working by sight only, and pulled his soft cock out through his fly, my other hand resting on his hip. Even when he wasn’t hard, his dick seemed quite long and thick to me, so I curled my fingers around it, then placed wet kisses up and down the sides.

Now he did stir, and although he didn’t wake up, his cock did. It rose and hardened slowly but surely, so I got a firmer grip on it and started to take long licks from the bottom of his shaft to the top.

Then I heard his sharp intake of breath, and the covers moved, rising at his end. I looked up hard stomach and broad chest to meet his eyes.

‘Hi, Daddy,’ I whispered, then in one quick move, took him deep in my mouth.

‘Oh god, Jessie.’

I popped him out of my mouth. ‘Quiet, Daddy. You don’t want to wake Riley up,’ I whispered, rubbing the head of his cock over my hardening nipples before plunging my mouth down on his now full erection, almost all the way to his balls, his width stretching my lips. He tried to suppress a gasp which came out as a choke and his hands went to the top of my head, holding me there for a few seconds. I had practiced this and could breathe through my nose so I could take him all the way to the back of my throat where I knew he liked it, before letting it out of my mouth and focussing suction back on the sensitive head. I repeated this move several times while his hands tightened in my hair and his breathing increased.

I tried to keep the noise down, but the wet sucking sounds as I went up and down on his length sounded loud in my ears. But Daddy’s cock was long, thick and juicy and I couldn’t get enough of it as I bobbed up and down on his lap, one hand now massaging his heavy balls.