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It was a Friday night and the excitement was palpable, you could feel the blood rushing through your veins. Tonight was the night! You had been waiting for this day for well… forever!! And finally it was happening. It was your first ever college party, okay maybe that was lame but it was your first year in college and the first experience you’d ever have to be an adult without your father’s interference.
Moving out wasn’t really an option right now due to your financial situation… so you stayed with your dad! He was always pretty protective of you but you appreciated his support and love regardless because to be honest you really needed it at the moment.
But living under his roof meant living by his rules. And even though you were an adult he seen you as a problem. He wouldn’t let the tuition he paid for go to waste if you started to whore about, so he refused to let you go to frivolous, frat parties. But his cameras didn’t cover the entire house…
Things were a lot simpler before your parents divorce. He wasn’t always like this, no not at all. His little outburst of protection all started after your mother abandoned him. Yikes, am I right? He had high expectations, maybe because he was paying for your college but you tried not to fret on it.
Because, tonight was THE night!! And you were going to lose your virginity to your highschool crush, Cain.
He’d invited you to this party in a way that was way too flirty to be friendly. Cain and you had been friends since childhood. He wasn’t always your crush, originally you were interested in his father, Adam. But he was very happily married and had been for a while now. So, you settled for Cain.
And he finally invited you, you!! To a house party at his fraternity and from how women talked about him you were oh so certain he would finally initiate sex at some point today. He hadn’t really ever showed interest in you until this year. Maybe because to him you were this clingy, childhood friend who is too similar to his younger brother, Abel.
But now you were in his limelight you weren’t going to let it go. So that’s why you were stood at the end of your street, clutching your arms and rubbing over them to smooth the goosebumps that were appearing. Your feet were aching from staying in the same place, I guess that’s how heels work though…
Cain was known to not exactly be the most cordial man.. but you left your house at 11 and it was now 11:28. You palmed your phone from your bag. No texts… Could he be abandoning you? Was he even coming? No, of course he wasn’t. He had so many other girls who were so much better, prettier and had everything you didn’t. He clearly was just joking. Fuck, you felt stupid.
Just as you were about to turn on your heels back home through your window to flop into bed and crying yourself to sleep and contemplating what cause possibly be wrong with you for Cain to stand you up, a car pulled up right beside you.
Your face immediately brightened as your grin reappeared and you slipped into Cains sleek sports car his father bought him for college. His seats were an expensive leather and you could feel the heat radiating from them. He heated the seats for you?
As you sat down and clicked the seatbelt into place you turned to greet Cain. He was already staring, eagerly taking you in, revelling in your mere presence. He whistled, and grabbed the back of your hand and placed his lips to it. ‘Hey sexy.’ He mewled.
You giggled, the nervous laughter spilling out to fill the comfortable silence. ‘hey.’ You whispered, scared by speaking too loud he’d disappear. You’d wake up and find yourself dreaming. However he stayed.
‘You look gorgeous.’ He matched your pitch, the whispering continuing. He looked genuine and you knew Cain wasn’t big on lying because he wasn’t bothered in faking things to make people feel better about themselves. It just wasn’t his forte in the slightest.
‘Thank you.’ You mused, you hoped it was dark enough for him to not be able to see the blush that you could tell was coating your cheeks.
‘So, you excited?’ He questioned. He said dropping your hand and finally allowing you to recompose yourself.
‘Yeah, obviously! ‘ You exclaimed, it was your first party. Was it that noticeable?
‘It’s gonna be good baby, trust me. Kevin made sure to get the good shit for tonight.’ You didn’t question what he meant by good shit as he turned the dial of the radio to blast some loud rock station. ‘Let’s get out here before your dad notices.’ He quipped pulling out of the street promptly.
And now you stood here, you could hear the loud music from the driveway and as you approached the door you could hear the yells and hollers of people over the music briefly. If you weren’t nervous before you surely were now. Your nerves were fucking shot!! You so couldn’t do this… Cain seemed to notice your discomfort despite the fact you were trying to keep composed.
‘we don’t have to stay long if you don’t wanna.’ He casually threw it out like it wasn’t your worst nightmare. His tone sounded unbothered but you could tell he was excited about this party and his face showed just the way he felt. You could read him like a book.
‘It’s fine, Cain.’ You answered flatly. This was the only conformation he needed to push open the door and welcome the scent of alcohol, drug and sex to your nostrils. Fuck what kind of mistake was this?
Following Cain through the sea of people was embarrassing but ending up on your own terrified you immensely. Cain seemed to notice the discomfort and clutched your hand in his as he manoeuvred through the horny couples and people doing shots. He led you into the kitchen where you could see the copious amounts of alcohol on display. You sucked your breath.
Was it the best idea for you to drink? Probably not, but maybe some liquid courage would do you some good for later in the night. And you didn’t wanna look like a loser in front of Cain.
‘Whatcha want?’ Cain hummed, pouring some foreign liquid into a red, solo cup.
‘uh, I’m not too sure.’ You weren’t sure what was even being offered, for all you knew all this shit could be laced with cocaine. Maybe the drug dealers are too stingy for that though.. Cain didn’t hear your mumbling though as he had already chugged the cup he was holding slamming it back on the kitchen counter.
‘You ready for the night of your life, babe?’ Your answer still lingers as you downed shots with Cain. It still lingered as you dance around the living room that was crowded with people dry humping and jumping alongside you. You realised you might look stupid but who cares? You continued to jump up and down to the shitty pop songs that blasted from the speaking that remained somewhere in this room.
Your newfound ‘friends’ of the night kept your spirits high and prevented you from crashing completely, they were all sorority girls and kept twirling at the ends of your hair and telling you that you’d be perfect for their sorority, capa beta zeta or something stupid like that.
Fitting in felt great and drunkenly exchanging numbers with girls you wouldn’t remember the name of in the morning as you bumped against each other and got passed another cup of alcohol to down in one go.
You were pretty convinced to join their sorority after the pretty blonde girl complimented your eyes and called you pretty. Definitely your gay awakening… She didn’t seem to be drinking but she looked ethereal in her red dress that highlighted her figure perfectly. You were stuck on her name but wow!!! If Cain didn’t take you upstairs soon you would take her up in a heartbeat.
Speaking of Cain, you felt a hand wrap itself against your waist, dipping you slightly as you squealed in delight as you came face to face with Cain. Your new girlfriends and the one guy who seemed to be in their clique regardless giggled and whispered to each other.
But your new blonde friend you couldn’t quite remember the name of seemed to be at unease by Cains approach. Was she one of Cain’s exes or hookups? Oh that would be terrible!! You wanted her appreciation terribly but after all this time you couldn’t give up on Cain because of some girl he slept with a year ago.
Cain moved you slightly to encapsulate you and change your attention from the pretty girl to him. He smirked at your surprise and leaned in to kiss you and you eagerly accepted. Fucking finally!!
You kissed him needily and passionately like if you didn’t kiss him with a feverish passion you’d lose this chance. He pulled back after a couple minutes, much to your dismay. It was hard to make out what he was saying but the way his fingers moved to point upstairs gave you an idea. You nodded excitedly and he moved through the crowd towards the stairs, looking back for confirmation before climbing them.
You gush a bit with your newfound group that you now adored. You giggled slightly and walked towards the stairs in the pursuit of one goal in particular. Your new blonde friend followed after you quickly. Her brows were furrowed in worry for your stability.
‘I think you should stop drinking now!’ She suggested but it was more like a demand. She seemed surprised at the seriousness of her tone, She tried again. ‘I can drive you home if you’d like?’ The warmth in your eyes gave you butterflies. You felt it at your core, she had an adverse affect on you. The warmth she portrayed made you flustered in the sweetest way manageable. But again, would you get this chance again?
‘I need to pee!’ You blurted without thinking. ‘Like reallyyyy bad!!’ Your words slurred on the really. How much had you drank? She was right. ‘So I go pee and then go home? kayyyy!! bye bye!!’ You stumbled up the stairs with as much grace you could muster. Okay you got this!! Just got fuck nasty quick and then go home.
As you walked up the stairs it was more quiet, you could be with your thoughts more easily up here. You giggled slightly, if you could skip in these heels you would surely be, you felt like you were walking on air! Finally, you were going to fuck Cain. You walked towards the room with the cracked door, must be Cain!!
Approaching the door, you poked your head around the corner and pushed the door to fully reveal yourself to him.
Oh. Oh? OH!!
Cain was there, kissing down the neck of some girl you didn’t recognise. She’s so pretty… fuck. He kept sucking into her neck as she moaned lewdly. You knew Cain would mark her easily, he did have a reputation of leaving girls marked up after all..
After what felt like hours they realised the light coming from the open doorway, Cain looked up dazed and confused at your figure. Cain’s eyes squinted at you before widening and focusing back on the girl in front of him. His eyes widened and lips parted.
Before Cain could register what was happening in his drunken state you bolted down the stairs to run out of the house. Reaching the bottom of the eyes the tears threatened to spill and burn you like acid.
You looked around so dazed and confused, the house seemingly unfamiliar and cold. You reached the eyes of your new friend who was now cradling a smaller girl who seemed completely fucked. Her red hair clung to her forehead after the hours of dancing. The blonde girl looked surprised at your disoriented state and her face seemed sympathetic as she dragged her out of it friend towards you.
‘I gotta go!!’ You blurted like staying here for a minute long would burn you. It probably would if Cain came to look for you.
She looked startled by your suddenness, turning back to the rest of her friends snorting limes of something. ‘Okay, well I’ll take you’ But when she turned back around to face you, you had disappeared. She looked around I’m search of you. Okay, she’ll just text you to ask if you still need a ride and come find you!! But you were doing anything but looking at your phone.
Sprinting down the street after witnessing what you just had was no easy task. Okay it’s fine!! Just don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry!! It was a good thing that you loved in a small town with a mix of modernity and the rural aspect that most towns now lacked, it was a welcome distraction as you tried to prevent yourself from crying. Key word: tried.
You let your tears run freely down your cheeks freely no longer caring about the mascara you had all so eagerly applied earlier to impress Cain, the way it would run when he’d hit your g spot like you fantasised about, late at night when you needed a distraction from Adam… It hardly mattered anymore because he didn’t want you and fuck did you feel stupid!! Of course he didn’t want you, if he wanted you he could have years ago!! But now he’s 22 and is competing for the biggest dick in your life!! Newsflash, nothings flashed!!
You walked aimlessly trying to calm yourself before entering your home. You couldn’t let your dad know you weren’t fast asleep in your bed at this hour!! You stifled your sniffing as you approached your front door.
You carefully jammed your key into the door and silently pushed it open, taking off your heels and padding your feet onto the bare floor. The floor was cold against your feet grounding you back in reality. You wanted to pull off his dressed that scratched harshly against your skin and sob yourself to sleep to avoid the shitty world you were forced to live in.
Cain was so mean! It felt stupid and babyish to say but in your state you couldn’t think of better word to use, not like he’d understand what you were trying to say, he was always bad in school.
It felt to surreal that after all this time you finally got your chance to be with Cain and he fucked some other girl right in front of you! He invited you and insisted he was so fucking serious about you. What the fuck?
You even wore that matching lingerie set and shaved just for him. Your bra showed your nips and did a great job of pushing up, your panties were so far up your ass and it felt suffocating and stingy in the way most things did. Tonight was me at to be so special but of course you were naive. You sniffled slightly before making your way up the stairs.
Honestly, if you had the energy you might slit your wrists and try and overdose on whatever prescription pills were in your bathroom cupboard to save yourself the embarrassment of ever having to see Cain again. The depressing feelings soon bubbled into rage as you made your way up the stairs.
Okay, well fuck him? He’s a piece of shit who clearly doesn’t know what he’s missing out on! Yeah! You were way too good to lower your standards for some loser who doesn’t know the difference between your and you’re. So how dare he think- what was that?
Your body tensed up and your senses heightened exponentially at the brief moment of sound coming from somewhere in the house. You tried to calm your breathing while trying to silence yourself. Shit, was your dad awake? No of course not he could possibly be? It’s now like 2am and he’s never awake this late. You heard the noise again.
Did he know? Is he in your room? The sound was only slight and you couldn’t exactly tell where it was exavtky coming from. If he’s in your room you will never hear the end of it!! maybe it’s just the TV running you think, trying to self soothe.
You creep towards his room, he always leave it open a crack. He appreciates the breeze he would say when you asked, but you knew it was because he didn’t like to waste anytime incase he heard you leave just like your mother did.
You quietly pad over to said gap, a peak into his personal space and all that. You hop slightly trying to drag as little attention to yourself as possible while kissing the step that was known to creak ever so slightly under any pressure. You’d learn this from various days of planning out before sneaking out to go to Dairy Queen with your friends past ten o’clock.
You can’t hear the TV running which heightens your already pivoting off the edge of a cliff anxiety that was starting to boil over into sheer, primal panic. He was probably just snoring and mumbling as per usual and you’ve stressed yourself over nothing. Until you heard it, so clear it was unmistakable. A moan.
EW, EW, EW!!! Your dad’s definitely watching porn cause that didn’t sound like him in the slightest, the voice was smooth and enticing. It sounded sugar coated and soft and oh so familiar. Maybe you’ve cum to this girl before? Despite every fibre of your being telling you to retreat back to bed to save your eyes you had to make sure you were definitely in the clear and weren’t hallucinating.
You silently prayed as you peaked around the corner, praying that he wouldn’t make direct eye contact with you when you looked into his bedroom. You blinked your eyes adjusting to the darkness in the room and what you could see before you. Looking into the room you had to bite back a scream. Something oh so worse than dad finding you after you snuck out.
SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!!!
There on your dad’s bed was the beautiful figure of your dad’s best friend Adam’s wife, Eve. Cain and Abel’s mother was sprawled underneath YOUR father on HIS bed in YOUR house as he thrusted in and out of her while slightly groaning. It was a repulsive sight to say the least and made you want to gauge your eyes out.
She moaned so sweetly, murmuring Jason under her breath like it was a Hail Mary. That name felt misplaced on her lips. What about her husband? Why would she destroy her family like this? Adam didn’t deserve this. Adam! He was innocent in all this but would he ever believe you? The girl who’d been trying to secretly and subtly seduce the married man for years.
You swallowed down the bile rising in your throat and pulled out your phone. It felt oh so violating to film your father and second mother in this compromising state but Adam needed to know and he would need proof to believe you on word alone. It was disgustingly to see your dad compare their little midnight affair to her marriage but you sucked it up for a minute more before pocketing your phone in defeat.
You choked back a sob as you retreat slowly down the stairs, facing the door to make sure they weren’t going to suddenly barge through and swear you to an incapable secrecy. Once you were finally back on solid ground, palming your phone in one hand and your key in the other you as quiet as possible opened the door and locked it. After staring at your house in disbelief for what must have been a minute you walked down the driveway and vomited your guts over the sidewalk.
Being sick on the sidewalk of the road at 2am would be a regular occurrence and so forgettable except the reason you were now violently hacking up your guts was because you just watched your bad get it on with his best friends wife. This wasn’t even an imaginable thought five hours ago and yet here you were.
You stabilised yourself and without thought just began to walk, being in that house was like a death sentence and you couldn’t bare to even set foot in their right now. While aimlessly walking, barefoot you decided on your desired destination. You were going to Abel’s.
Abel still lived at home but you were aware the first man you were trying to avoid no longer lived there and even if he did happen to stay the night he wouldn’t be back until the early hours.
Abel is so gentle with you, so reassuring and comforting. So coming to him with issues was almost like second nature because you knew he could take the burden. He appreciated the company regardless. It also wouldn’t frustrate your dad if in the middle of the night you decided to leave to go see Abel, because the distance is close and Abel to him is perfect a true angel.
The walk was mind numbing and the only thing you felt besides intense emotions was the cold against your bare legs and arms and the gravel sticking into your bare feet. You were glad Adam, Eve and your father remained in contact after college and when moving here decided to live close by because the walking distance wasn’t brutal. You easily and mindlessly made your way up the driveway and probably triggered some camera or light but you didn’t care.
You were exhausted to your bones and wanted to crash in the guest room right now and nap off your depression. Tears were streaming down your face but you didn’t even register that as you mindlessly knocked on the door.
Wait, why did you do that? ITS LITERALLY 2AM? OH MY GOSH!!
Your internal fight was quickly interrupted by the sound of the door unlocking and a groggy Adam pushing himself against the wall to keep him upright, sleep was still on his eyes as he squinted at you. His eyes widened at your distress but you were focused on other things.
He towered against the door frame like some giant, you knew he was tall but fuck! Wonder how big that di- he interrupts your internal monologue by grabbing your chin. Pulling you towards him slightly got his inspection. He looked you over checking you weren’t hurt then dropped your chin and grabbed your arm pulling you abruptly inside without a word.
You always liked Adam. He was the man there for you when your father was going through the worst of your mother’s absence. He stepped up and decided to be there because he could. But he wasn’t your dad. And you were codependent on a man about thirty years your senior… At sixteen these innocent feelings became arousing to your young mind and well? It stuck. Only when you hit eighteen did you drop subtle hints but it didn’t seem to be a reciprocated ideal because well! He was so enamoured with his wife, Eve. Even after her college affair you’d briefly heard about and well this was her known of second affair. But anyway you swiftly moved onto Cain. A man who showed actual interest in you.
You grew uo with this man, he met you in the hospital, and saw you grow into young woman you are now. And yet was it so wrong you wanted him to fuck the shit out of you. If given the opportunity you weren’t sure if you could refuse, especially after watching Eve fuck another man. He deserves so much better.
‘You and your dad get into another argument?’ He asked. His voice was softer than usual, his usual gruffness by how tired he was. Truly an old man.
Your words weren’t exactly the most reliable source of communication at this very moment so you opted for shaking your head to signify no.
Adam took a moment to pause, maybe it was because of his exhaustion or he was considering what to say next. ‘Sit down I’ll make you hot cocoa and then we’ll talk.’
It was sweet to see him still so considerate even at this unholy hour. He was so perfect and made the best hot cocoa growing up. He always placed tons of the mini marshmallows on top and sprinkled chocolate on it. Your father called it diabetes in a cup but you cherished the simple pleasures regardless.
Adam wandering away from the open space living area he’d left you in to go towards the kitchen and you didn’t feel obliged to follow. You walked around making your way to the couch to see blankets and pillow galore. Was he waiting for Eve? The guilt overtook you. This is horrible.
Adam pondered back the living room with one cup of hot cocoa in his hand, and gestured with his free hand that you should sit. You did as instructed sitting down and wrapping yourself in one of his many blankets. He snorted slightly at the sight handing you hot chocolate. You whispered thank you under your breath and took a sip and making a mmm sound. You needed that.
Adam carefully sits beside you. You can tell he’s unsure whether he should start or you should. You decide on the latter.
‘I saw dad having sex.’ Is all you manage. You couldn’t spill that it was his wife who your father was fucking, not yet. Adam grumbles slightly.
‘That’s what’s got you so worked up?’ He tries not to sound judgemental but you can hear it slightly in his tone.
‘He was fucking someone I knew..’ you mumbled. How do you tell a man his wife has cheated a second time?
‘So what? You’ll never look at either of them the same? It’s normal for adults to have sex.’ He states in a righteous tone.
‘You aren’t getting it.’ You sigh.
‘Then help me understand.’ Adam seems confused and overtired at the moment and on the verge of calling this conversation quits and going back to sleep. But he wouldn’t he cared too much. So you do what words can’t and pull out your phone, entering your dreaded gallery to your last video and passing the phone to him with the volume up slightly.
Adam squints like he did at the front door. ‘Girlie, you filmed him? You can’t even see shit.’ He leans in closer to try and see what he’s supposed to.
‘Listen.’ You whisper sternly and he does turning up the volume more and repeating the video.
He gets a minute through the two minute video of your father’s groans and slapping sounds and gets slightly frustrated. ‘What am I meant-‘ he gets cut off by hearing it, his wife calling out another man’s name clear as day. His face contorts to confusion, grief, anger and then understanding.
He gets up and throws the phone back onto the couch while he paces the living room grabbing his greying hair in his hands like a lifeline. ‘Fuck,’ he whispers.
It’s silent for a moment despite Adam’s footsteps from his rapid pacing which was making you dizzy. ‘I knew it.’ He sighed, sitting back down and clutching his head in his hands.
‘I’m so sorry.’ You whimper, tears now flowing at realising you’re watching someone you care deeply about go through something horrible. Adam says nothing but lifts his head. He hates seeing you in a state like this. That’s more important, he grabs yiu slightly and brings you into his embrace and hugs you for what feels like an entirety until you cry yourself to sleep.
He can’t help but feel fatherly towards you. You are the daughter he never had and the daughter he’d never be responsible for. He brushed at your hair slightly, tucking a small strand behind your ear. Being here right now was what mattered and it felt so much easier.
He quietly lifted you and took you towards his room to go to sleep properly. Once he made it he placed you down as you curled up like a little baby. So sleepy. Trying to wrestle the blanket off of you in favour for covers was a hassle but he did it. It was then he realised that you were in-fact in a dress. You can’t sleep in that, he thinks. It would be the right and fatherly thing to do in this situation.
He carefully lifts you ever to slightly and places your back against his chest to get at your dress zipper. He carefully unzips it and places you back down. The dress pulls down easily and leave you in a matching bra and panties set.
Adam knows he shouldn’t be looking at you in this compromised state, especially when he could smell the alcohol on you. He watches. He stares longingly and the guilt washes over him in a heavy wave.
But the pleasure outweighs the guilt and the hard on he was struggling to get for his wife is suddenly very present looking at your half naked body. He wonders if it would be a disservice to your breasts if he left that left up bra on. Before he can think he slowly unclasps it with ease and pulls it down to stare at your perky nips.
He hums in satisfaction at your hardened nipples and rubs slightly at his pyjama pants, he wasn’t touching skin so it was fine. But the more he looked the more he needed. He started to rub himself properly with one half while fondling and pinching at your nips with the other. Fuck this is what he needed. He bites back a groan as he watches you squirm in your sleep. The little sounds you make stir him on and soon enough he cums into his boxers filling them.
He takes his hand off of your breast and sighs, but he’s not done yet. Adam feels more empowered and slowly pulls down those matching panties to the bra he eagerly discarded earlier. He looks at your pussy with delight with the slight wetness already there from simple nipple pinching.
He slips a finger inside you and his eyes widen at how tight you are. You have to be a virgin! He was about to take your virginity and he’d be proud of it. Once you adjusted to the first finger he added a second and eventually a third. his other hand rubbed your clit and you mewled. He kissed at your neck urging you to wake up.
Your eyes flutter open and you see Adam, you smile slightly and then come to snd realise you’re more bare than you remember being… and you have this weird pressure. You pull yourself up slightly to realise that Adam has greedily stuck his fingers inside you. You moan at the sight.
You hum in contentment, pulling your arms around his neck and seizing the moment to kiss him. He indulges you and allows you to while multitasking, impressively on bringing you to cum. You pull back as you feel yourself tightening around his fingers, the sensation weirder now that it was someone else’s fingers but Adam just shushed you and let you ride out your first orgasm.
‘Good job, baby. Such a good girl for daddy. You gotta let me stuff that tight little pussy full and breed you now.’ He murmured against your ear, you nodded anxiously at him with slight hesitation but he took it anyways laying you down straight.
Even though you were naked, Adam was mainly fully dressed. He wasn’t wearing a shirt but he answered the door like that and I’m your state you’d hardly noticed. You loved his stomach, he used to flex that he had better ab definition when young but he’s so much better like this. You could also see the bulge and noticeable cum spot on his pyjama pants. He looked big but in your daze from coming down from your orgasm and sleep you didn’t get to see his dick.
He quickly pulled them down and discarded of them, he lined himself up against you and braced you slightly. He slid in and it felt slightly painful at the sheer size of him and the fact it was your first ever time. You whined at the intrusion but quickly got used to it and the pleasure seeped in as you moaned.
‘Am I good to move?’ He grumbles, Impatiently. You nod your head in slight delight and fear to disappoint. He takes this chances and starts thrusting into you and cresting a steady rhythm which builds the best pleasure you’ve felt. You moan loudly and Adam covers your mouth. ‘Abel’s in the house!’ He hisses but it doesn’t stop you from being vocal. He laughs slightly at your first time being dicked down especially by the self proclaimed dickmaster.
‘Ohhh yeah, bitch.’ He groaned hitting your cervix eagerly. Fuck he was good at this. ‘You gonna call me daddy, baby girl?’
‘Yes- daddy!! oh fuck!” The words rolled off your tongue. Fuck this felt good! Was it meant to feel this good? You weren’t sure but it felt so right! This couldn’t be the wrong feeling, could it?
‘Oh yeah, you like calling me daddy? Your real daddy was telling me you don’t call him that anymore. Is that right?’
Shame swelled in your chest. Your dad said that? To Adam? Fuck.. even though you felt disgusting at the mere thought of your father coming to your head, he still considered you his little girl.
The little girl he raised and loves. And this is what you did to repay him for all those years of raising you. Yeah no you are officially a terrible person!! New achievement unlocked!!!
You felt the urge to cry and tell Adam to stop. Would he? You felt oh so dirty. What happened to the girl from earlier? Tears brimmed in your eyes again much to Adam’s surprise.
Adam slowed his pace slightly. Still thrusting but a little less and slower. He cooed at you gently placing his huge hand on your chin, gliding his thumb across your collarbone and up your cheek.
You didn’t expect Adam to become this soft all of a sudden. But as we kissed your hair you knew you were done for. The jealously you felt for Eve was prominent but realising you’d practically taken her place? That felt incredibly powerful.
‘Baby?’ Adam whispered into your hair. He was cautious of proceeding, stopping his thrusts entirely to focus on you.
You hummed quietly wrapping arms around his neck to pull him closer.
Who the fuck cares about them? You deserved this!! Eve fucked up majorly and that wasn’t your problem. Maybe if she wasn’t so blindsided by your dad she would’ve realised her husband no longer wanted her.
‘Don’t stop daddy.’ You whined, as tears spilled out for the umpteenth time this night but this time they were tears of pleasure. Adam groaned at the water running down your cheeks and hummed in delight stuttering in his pace before licking back up again.
The door slightly creaked open, not that you or Adam noticed to wrapped up in your own pleasure to realise the figure lingering at the door watching.
Abel.
He was helplessly palming at his dick rubbing helplessly over his tip trying to remain quiet, your moans stirred him on and as he watched his father thrust into you he rubbed more intently trying to finish before either of you noticed.
You didn’t though. And as Abel continued his eyes filled to the brim with tears, running down his cheeks as he quickened the pace on his dick eager to leave. But something compelled him to stay, he wanted that to be him so as he watched he imagined it was him inside of you, him who made you feel so good. Fuck was this annoying!
He had always imagined that Cain would make a move before he’d get the chance to. He was always too nervous but Cain was always oblivious to his feelings. He pushed whatever he felt far down so he wouldn’t have to face it. Abel was good at noticing, really good. He noticed things nobody else noticed or at least he noticed before they had a chance to. He thought he still had time to make a move, it’s not like Cain was swift to take you. But here he watched as his father took your virginity and all he could do is go unnoticeable in the corner, too scared to speak up but to attracted to leave.
Sure, Abel wasn’t the one who was fucking you. But he didn’t know if he’d ever get this chance again to see you. All of you. When you’re most vulnerable and trusting. The way you moaned stirred him on more. The jealously bubbled over but he was too kind to actually interject. You were experiencing pleasure he probably couldn’t even amount to! He couldn’t deny you of what you really wanted. He loved you too much to hurt you and take things from you.
He sobbed silently alongside you as his felt himself grow close. He couldn’t even immerse himself in the pleasure. The pain of it all was too much. But you looked so good and watching someone else fuck into slightly turned him on.. he wouldn’t ever admit to it but he enjoyed slightly watching his father, fuck you into submission. Once the jealously subsided this was always sexy to him. He’d watched porn before but this? This was real authentic and so unbelievably attractive.
He felt disgusted that he enjoyed watching his dad fuck you the way you deserved to be. Not because he felt he should be the one to do that but because his father had always been good at this. Maybe he could learn from the way Adam pounded into you, he could probably make women cum with ease? Was he attracted to his father or the his father fucking you? He couldn’t exactly tell and it made his stomach drop and he had urge to vomit at this revelation. But still he rubbed over his balls moving down and rubbing his tip.
He came all over his hand, running down his pyjamas creating a stain. He looked oh so pathetic standing there. He watched as you continued. As the cum dripped down the bottom of his ankles and to the floor he retreated to the bathroom.
The bathroom tiles were cold on his feet but he didn’t relish in the feeling after watching you and his father. Together. It was all he could think about all that was on his mind.. The bile rose from his stomach but he swallowed the liquid and gagging slightly at the after taste left over in his mouth. Fuck that was gross. It’s not like he hadn’t watched sex before. The sounds his parents made from their bedroom door had intrigued him at a young age before he knew that sex was sinful.
It was a hobby he had. Porn was good yeah but the real deal live and in person? It was better than anything he had witnessed through a screen. He probably would have felt worse had he realised what it was when he was younger, but by the time sex ed was taught the shame and guilt he felt was far gone. But when he watched it was mom and dad! They were supposed to teach him that, and they were married. They could have sex without reprimand. He was taught sex was only meant to happen between married couples by the church (which nobody in his family seemed to follow) so watching you with his father felt oh so wrong.. How could Adam betray his mama like that? Did he not love her anymore? What did this mean? The girl he grew up with that his father knew since birth.. it was sickening. He had always considered her the daughter Eve never gave him so why was he doing this? Fathers didn’t do this to daughters.. did they?
He thoroughly washed his hands trying to rub away the guilt, confusion and hurt away with it but he didn’t succeed. He wiped his eyes but still tears fell. He shut off the tap and looked down the hallway. He could not longer see in but he no longer wanted to.. He heard you moan loudly, oblivious to how his heart broke just a room over.. He laid back down in his bed, grabbing his earphones he stuck them in his ears to try and block the sound of yous together. It worked slightly, he closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep but sleep evaded him. He just cried more. Why did you do this to him?
As Abel tried so desperately to block you out you became louder at the sudden urge to orgasm again because of Adam. You tried to quiet done for the sake of Abel but you couldn’t keep quiet with Adam linking your pussy like this.
‘A-Adam… imma cum!!’ You babbled mindlessly. He kissed at your forehead before moving back down to your neck and up towards your ear.
‘Do it then.’ It was like a demand and with that you came on his dick. It felt like euphoria as he thrusted into you continuously chasing his own high, his movements were sloppy and he finally stuttered inside you and he filled you up completely. He groaned slightly collapsing on top of you but not placing his body weight the full way down which was appreciated.
The exhaustion you were feeling before suddenly overtook you and you began to start nodding off again. You felt Adam pull out of you and moved your naked body under the covers to cuddle up with him.
He kissed your hair and whispered, ‘night baby girl.’ As you dozed off.
Waking up and having an existential crisis in an empty bed was NOT your morning plan! But here you were at 11am rummaging through Adams drawers for an appropriate shirt, once finding a suitable oversized sweater because you were cold you searched for your panties that had been disregarded by Adam and his strange? Behaviour last night.
Were you even gonna talk? You wondered and you wandered into the en-suite to grab baby wipe to wipe the cum off your legs and pussy. Once semi cleaning up you placed your panties back on and wandered downstairs.
You could hear the noises of chatter downstairs and you rounded the stairs. The downstairs bathroom opened and there stood Cain who looked hungover and disheveled as hell. Your eyes widened but he paid you no mind as he moved back into the living room and fell asleep on the spot.
You continued your way into the kitchen so see your father, Adam and Eve all standing around the table while Abel sat munching pancakes. If you hadn’t had the cum and video to prove it you think you would’ve thought last night was a fever dream. Glancing at Adam he smirked slightly I’m recognition but remained composed.
‘Hey, princess’ you dad hummed at you, placing his arm around you for a light squeeze.
‘Hi, dad.’ You said back giggling at his groin tightening, you could smell the coffee he was drinking on his breath. You tried to remain unphased but inside you felt slightly repulsed.
After you wrangled out of his grasp you seen Adam pointing at a plate of pancakes he’d made for you. You scooted over to the table and dug in happily not noticing that Abel looked rather upset this morning or afternoon.
You tuned out the nearby conversation in favour of your delicious pancakes until your father patted you in the shoulder.
‘I think this outfit is inappropriate.’ He hummed scrutinising you with his eyes. Adam was quick to intervene.
‘Cmon Jason, she’s a young woman.’ He chastised gruffly. ‘Not like I’m gonna fuck her.’ He stated so nonchalantly you almost believed him.
Your dad laughed walking towards Adam and letting him on the back slightly.
‘Good one, man.’ He choked back a snort. Little did he know…