My brothers face looked like one of pleasure as he watched me suck dad’s cock. I couldn’t see him very well but did make out his look, then he turned and was gone.
I was grinding my hips as dad licked me, his tongue was flicking fast as I moaned into his cock, my mouth sucking him eager while my fingers caressed softly his balls and thighs. Dad slid a finger in me slipping it in and out a couple times then rubbing it on my asshole. I moaned into his cock continuing to suck it. He did it again with his finger then pushed it into my ass slow while his tongue and lips were licking and pressed over my clit.
I could not understand or describe the feeling that I got from this act in the moment it happened, I did not understand it then. But the result was an eye rolling body shaking orgasm with only dad’s cock in my mouth preventing me screaming out in pleasure.
It took me many years to understand the feeling in that moment and none of it had to do with the physical act of what he did that day, as it did not add any physical pleasure for me. It was an emotional thing entirely. In doing it my mind somewhere down deep where I didn’t understand consciously knew that he could take me anyway and anyhow he wanted, and I would allow it. Now in this time I fully understand I love at least in the bedroom a man who will take control and surprise and excite me. That moment was just the real beginning of me just starting to understand my sexual identity for lack of a better phrase.
My orgasm had its effect on my dad to and almost before my breath was caught from it, he rolled us over to place me on my back and rolled off me. Getting up and in between my spread legs, he stroked his cock looking down at me and let out a soft deep moan that sent shivers down me that I loved. His cum shot out across my tummy landing between my breasts, then another on my stomach, then onto my pelvic area. Dad slapped his cock on my pussy making me bite my lip and he squeezed it causing more cum to come out from the tip which he rubbed into my pussy lips. Rubbing the head up on down on my lips.
“Rub it into your skin sweetie” dad said in lovingly tone and look.
I slide my hands over my body and rubbed his cum into my breasts, then down into my stomach and into my pussy. I kept my eyes on dads eyes the whole time.
My fingers were sticky with his cum and he looked at them as I rubbed his cum into my pussy.
“Slide them in” dad said hotly as he watched.
“Yes daddy” I told him softly and slid my sticky fingers in my pussy, two of them in and out. I saw how hot he found all this just by looking into his face. I took my fingers out after a short time and sucked them clean as he watched.
After dad lay on the bed and pulled me to him spooning with me before turning out my light. He kissed my neck in the dark pressing himself into me his hand stroking my side then wrapping his arm over me. He whispered how beautiful he found me and how much he loved me followed by more kisses on my neck and shoulder. I fell asleep this way.
The next thing I knew it was early morning and the light was starting to come into my window. I noticed a bag on top my dresser with a note stuck to it, possibly my toy from dad I thought. I was still nude in my long socks. Dad was gone, I knew he wouldn’t be back at least a week or so due to his work. I got up and took off my duvet and bunched it up taking it to the washing machine and starting it on wash. The last thing I wanted was mom smelling sex on it or something. I went back to my room and took off my socks then took the sticky note off the bag and read it.
“Sweetie, I hope you enjoy your new toys. I will enjoy seeing you use them. Love dad” it said.
I smiled and tore up the note putting it at the bottom of my trashcan, so mom didn’t find it. I opened the bag and took out the 2 boxes inside. One box was a vibrator and a strange extension from the side of it called the rabbit. It was purple, he got it in my favorite color, I smiled at this. The other toy was something else. A large silicone dildo with a suction cup at the base. On the back it said it would stick to most surfaces.
I took the two toys out of the boxes and hid the rabbit with my other toy and set the dildo aside. I disposed of the boxes in the trash in a way I didn’t think mom would find. I took the dildo and went to the shower. I can say it stuck nicely to the tile wall and worked quite well. I thought of the night before and also on the sofa with dad as I broke in my gift. I do think dad got me this one to see me use it and the other as more something I would love.
After my shower I dried and put the toy away, dressing in cut off shorts and a plain white tank top I went to find my brother, we needed to talk. Before I get to that though I need to give you some background on myself and my family and situation so you will understand why I was not freaked out about my brother seeing dad and I and running to tell mom.
I mentioned already how my mom wouldn’t indulge in the explicit dirty talk that dad seemed to love, never in the bedroom and certainly never ever in daily life would she even utter a swear word. She always tried to maintain a prim and proper appearance on the outside as to what others thought of her mattered to her greatly. Her private life she lived, as I am about to tell you about, she tried to keep private to all but those involved and inside her own circle.
In private mom would participate willingly in the visits to the nudist resorts and beaches well away from our home. She was also a swinger with dad, and they would swap partners and watch each other. I knew this because my brothers and my best friend Kristin and I, being the curious kids we were, sneaked about to see what the adults were up to and witnessed it at various times.
My best friend is Kristin, she and I have been friends for many years. Her parents are also close to my parents. Her mom is my mom’s best friend and they are both very much alike. We have spied on and seen my dad having sex with her mom and my mom with her dad and all four together. Kristin and I have seen and heard it when I was staying over at her house when they thought we were fast asleep as well as with my brothers in the middle of the night at a nudist resort as well as in our own house. I don’t think they were trying to hide it very hard as it was very easy for us, their children to find out about it as it occurred near us. They have also gone to parties many times where we were left with others.
I have thought about it a few times about why they were not more discrete about it, and I don’t really know. I never asked dad, but considering they were nudists perhaps it was simply being free to do it and been seen was something that they had no issue with.
This brings me to Ray. Ray is my dad’s best friend and both of them served in the military together and have been friends since. Ray was a playboy and liked to date much younger and very wild for the time women. I know dad envied Ray for this by the way he looked at the girls he dated as they were dressed in their tight mini dresses and the other revealing clothes of these times. He was taken with them looking sexy with their hair teased and styled while wearing the glam make-up that was common thing during the hair band era of music. Myself I had posters of bands like Def Leppard, Bon Jovi and Poison on my walls. I got along well with Ray’s girlfriend due to my love of the same music she loved, she even taught me how to do my hair and make-up like she does.
Ray’s current girlfriend is Cindy and she is a stripper at a local club and not much older than I was. Cindy claims to once have slept with Rick Savage of Def Leppard and is proud of telling people that. My mom thinks she is dreaming. She has shown me her pictures with the band. In a couple years after this I myself would attend some of these concerts and get backstage so I believe her, it was a wild time.
Mom does not like Cindy very much and kind of looks at her like she just stepped off a spaceship, but my parents have swung with Ray and some of his various girlfriends over the years. A lot of their parties tended to be at his house. Dad and Ray have a third friend from their military days named Paul and he is married to Susan. I know Paul and Susan have attended these parties as well.
I tell you all this because at this time in my life for both Kristin and I we thought this was normal and simply how all people lived. We thought most of our friend’s parents were just more discrete than ours were, the swinger lifestyle was the norm and not unusual. Learning that it was very different than most people lived was part of my awakening. My brothers and I had seen some of this together, so my brother Neil I knew would not run to mom or be freaked out. But he would be interested and curious, so it was best I talk to him sooner rather than later. I admit I was worried a little about what he would say.
He was not in the room he shared with out oldest brother Shane, who was still asleep. I went downstairs to the basement and saw one of his friend’s sleeping on the sofa. I did hear the shower in the basement bathroom running. I went into the bathroom seeing him through the glass shower door. I was used to seeing him naked due to the nudist visits, but he was growing into his frame nicely even since last time I saw him nude.
He saw me pull myself up and sit on the counter. It was not to long before he stepped out of the shower, I handed him the towel and he began to dry off.
“When did it start?” he asked me curiously and starting the talk for me.
“Just a few days ago” I said watching him dry himself.
“How did it start?” He asked now. This is one of the things I like about him, he is always straight to the point and practical. He didn’t let emotions get the better of his thoughts.
“Dad went to come get me for our TV night and he walked in on me using my vibrator with my panties aside and nipple clamps on” I said with a smirk, looking at his face for a reaction.
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