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SK’s Incest Classics Vol 5

Sara Kitty

To all the naughty people who think dirty thoughts

and keep me in business. Stay dirty.

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Table of Contents

Daddy, Don’t Make Me Wait

Stuffed By Brother and Big Daddy

Daddy, Don’t Make Me Wait


“I’ll be home in a few days. Please try to get along with dad?”

“I’ll try. After all, he’s the man of the house.”

“That’s right. So, behave.”

My mom kissed my cheek and headed for the door.

“And no parties while I’m gone either. I’ve told your father he better not have any either.”

“I think it’s funny that you told your husband not to throw a party. Don’t worry. Your 18 year old daughter and 45 year old husband will not throw any parties. I promise. At least not this time.”

I winked at her. She shook her head.

“Oh, Maya, what am I going to do with you?”

“I don’t know. Tell the world how wonderful I am?”

I loved teasing my mom. We had a great relationship, but I dad often got in the way of that. It’s not that I didn’t like him, but I just think he liked me a bit too much. And the problem was that I felt the same way, and it made me feel very helpless in his presence. I didn’t want to hurt my mom by trying to steal my father away or anything now that I was old enough to do it, so I resigned myself to admiring from a distance. And I pretended to hate him in mom’s presence, which surely must have infuriated him. I was sure he was thinking of me when he was masturbating.

I went into my room and put on some sexy music. The room itself was painted pink and had plenty of stuffed animals providing decoration. My new high school diploma hung on the wall as well as my honors cords and certificates. Soon I’d be going away to College and my mom and dad would takeover my room and redecorate, but I imagined dad would prefer to leave it as a shrine to me.

I peeled my yoga pants off and crawled in bed in just my panties and tight pink t-shirt that showed off my perky 34C breasts. I found my favorite vibrator under my pillow, slipped it under my panties and onto my clit, and cranked it up to the fastest setting. I was too afraid to get completely naked in case dad walked in. No man had ever seen me that way before, and though I wanted him to be the first I was still very nervous about it.

I closed my eyes and imagined my daddy on top of me. His broad shoulders and muscles earned through daily visits to the gym. His dark brown hair with silver streaks that made him look very distinguished. And those brown eyes that looked at me like he knew that secretly I was a very naughty girl.

I thought of him kissing every inch of me and then pulling my panties down with his teeth. And I wanted his fingernails to scrape along my curves and when I was least expecting it I wanted him to dig them into my soft flesh. I wanted to lose my virginity and I wanted to lose it hard. I wanted my hair pulled, shoulders bit, and pussy pounded savagely.

I frantically reached down and ran my fingers over my wet slit. I wanted daddy to penetrate me so bad. I wanted to know what it felt like to have a man’s cock shoved deep inside of me. I had focused on my studies in high school and I only went on a few dates. I never wanted those boys though. All I could think of was the man of the house - my mother’s husband - my father. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself.

I flung the vibrator aside and stroked my pearl as fast as I could while I thought of my daddy splitting me open with what I was sure was a massive cock. I had seen the bulge in his pants when he looked at me. This made me want him more. I needed to know what it felt like to have him inside me. I had only been filled by my dildo, and I wanted flesh and blood cock inside of me. I didn’t want to be a good girl anymore. I needed daddy to punish me.

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