Sharing Daddy (Taboo Erotica)

Chapter One

James stared at me again, and I knew I couldn’t be happier with my step daddy any more than I was right then and there. He never let on what we did when everyone was out of the house, and with his actual daughter staying at their grandmother’s for the weekend, and my mother going on yet another business trip, I knew that we would have the house free to ourselves. It gave me a tingling feeling that ran through my whole body, and I knew that I was getting excited in more ways than one. Mom kissed Daddy goodbye, and I tried not to let jealousy run through me. She hugged me, and I hugged her back like the dutiful daughter that I was. She smiled a little more, kissing me on my head, even though I was eighteen now. I was going to start college in just a few weeks for their summer term, and yet here she was still treating me like a child.

“Have a good week.” She told me. “Behave.” She added, to which Daddy laughed.

“She always does.” He said, glancing at me mischievously when mother wasn’t looking.

“Yes, mom.” I said, but I had no intention of behaving in the way that she thought I would. I looked at Daddy the moment that he closed the door and mom got in the car and drove away.

“You’re going to give us away if you keep looking at me like that, sweetheart.” He chided me, and I felt myself starting to blush. I was already wet, and I wanted nothing more than for him to take me, but I pouted. I hated it when he chided me like that.

“Gosh Daddy, stop being so up-tight. You can visit me in my dorm soon anyways.” I said, and he chuckled.

“Yes, yes I can. Maybe you should consider that roommate option.”

Wouldn’t you love another girl in the bed?” He asked, laughing, but I said nothing. I pursed my lips together. I certainly would not like Daddy to have another girl in our bed, but then again we didn’t have our own bed yet. He took me wherever… on my bed, on mother’s bed, and he took me in their shower all the time. Just the other day he took me, bent over the living room couch, for a quickie while the house was empty. I giggled a little, and Daddy gave me an odd look, waiting to hear what I was giggling about.

“No, I don’t want to see another woman in the bed with us. I was just thinking about the time you took me bent over the couch,” I told him, blushing a little. I was learning to talk a little more openly about these things as long as we were alone together. He smiled and chuckled a bit.

“Well. How about if I shared that woman with you?” He said, and I shrugged. I didn’t quite want to talk about it, but he knew as well as I did that if he wanted another woman to join, I’d do anything to make him happy. I’d do anything to make Daddy happy. With that, I went into the other room to get stuff out for dinner. I knew he’d ask me what was for dinner later. He always did, and I always laughed. He knew how to take care of himself, but Daddy liked it when I took care of him. Other times, he’d take care of me. Usually we’d go out if I didn’t feel like cooking, but it wasn’t the same as having dinner with him at home. He left me to take the stuff out at first. I took out a lasagna from the freezer, deciding to be lazy.

“Lasagna okay?” I asked, and he laughed again.

“A lazy night?” He teased, and I nodded as he came into view through the doorway.

“Okay then sweetheart. That should be fine.” Daddy said, and I smiled a bit.

“Besides, for what I have planned for you tonight, you really shouldn’t be worried about dinner anyways.” He told me, and I gave him an odd look, but I knew that Daddy wouldn’t explain even if I asked.

So I didn’t, and I could feel my wetness gushing already. I smiled at him and he leaned down to kiss me. It wasn’t the same peck on the cheek that he’d give me in front of mom. Daddy kissed me deep and hard. Almost possessively but with a hint of love and tenderness as his tongue danced over my bottom lip, and I moaned into the kiss, allowing his tongue to slide over mine, making me kiss him back. He pulled away, leaving me breathless before kissing me again, but just a quick, gentle peck on the lips this time.

“I’ll be back later baby girl. I have to go talk to someone, so how about you go play with your vibrator for now, hmm? I’d like you to the edge for Daddy.” He told me, patting me on the head before he left.

It wasn’t so much of a question, but then again I didn’t need it to be. I wanted to play with myself, but I pouted knowing that he’d be mad knowing I went over the edge instead of bringing myself just to the brink of orgasm and forcing myself to pull away. Daddy had me edge for an entire day before he let me come while mother was home. He had me wear my panties with the beads, forcing themselves between my lower lips teasing, me all day through dinner quite often, and I was getting good at hiding the amount of pleasure and frustration I was in…just like Daddy wanted.

Chapter Two

Daddy left me alone for quite some time, and I was getting frustrated. I could feel myself clench on the vibrator that he had gotten me. It was a bright blue, and called ‘Big Daddy From The Natty’. It certainly was BIG. Daddy wanted me to get used to his size, and this ‘naughty toy’ was breaking me in very well.

I just wanted to come so badly, that I was pushing it in and out of myself while it vibrated a little quicker. I had stopped rubbing my clit or going gentle moments before because I couldn’t do it any longer. I knew that if I did both I’d come, and even now I was having to slow down with fucking myself a little for fear that I’d fall over the edge. I turned the vibrator off leaving it inside me as I tried to calm down.

My breathing came heavy, and I couldn’t help but to moan, wanting to fuck myself with it again. It was about the same size as Daddy, but it just wasn’t the same. I knew that this is why he asked me to do this. So that I ached to be touched by him even when he was gone, and it worked. It was just too addicting not to do, and I don’t know why, but I wanted to listen to him when he told me something. I adored and trusted him, and that’s how Daddy found me. He opened the door, and I looked over. I used to be startled when he entered the room, but now I knew that he never knocked.

“Aww. How cute. Were you about to come baby girl?” He asked, causing me to nod. He walked over, turning the vibrator on low, and I felt it buzz to life inside of me. I groaned.

“Daddy…” I protested, to which he just turned it up on medium, making me squirm.

“Yes, baby girl?” He asked.

“You can’t…” I protested meekly, but he just chuckled, starting to move it in and out of me slowly.

“And why not?” He asked.

“Because I’m close to coming.”

I blurted out.

“Then I don’t see why I can’t.” Daddy said bluntly, starting to push it in and out of me a little faster. He turned it on high, and I could feel my toes curling as I came closer to the edge of orgasm. Just as I was about to go over he turned it off and pulled the vibrator from me. I groaned, and he chuckled. Daddy leaned down to kiss me gently for a moment before handing me the toy.

“Go clean it up, baby. I put the lasagna in the oven. It’ll be done in about an hour.” He told me, and I nodded, trying not to pout. He started towards the door.

“I better not hear vibrating, and don’t forget to charge it. I bought you a chargeable one for a reason.” He chuckled, and I just nodded again. Just as I was told, I went to go do everything, washing my vibrator with my toy cleaner before hooking it up to the charger that I kept in my nightstand. I went out to see Daddy there. I had nothing on but the white nightgown he had bought me. I had changed the moment he left. It was see through almost with pink, sheer panties that matched the pink trim.

“I hope it’s done soon, Daddy.” I called out as I walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the living room.

“Oh, she is cute…” Someone said, and I turned to look at them, stopping dead on the stair that I was one. It was a woman sitting there, and it wasn’t my mother or my sister. For that I was thankful, but she sat there with a glass of water in hand, looking at me like I was the most normal thing in the world. Daddy didn’t tell me we had company, and I found myself blushing immediately.

“Come on, baby. Don’t leave me waiting.” Daddy said, bringing me back to reality. I went down stairs, looking at the woman as I did.

“Don’t I need to get dressed?” I finally managed to squeak out when he laughed and just shook his head.

“No, no baby girl. This is a friend. She knows, and don’t worry. She won’t tell anyone at all.” Daddy said kissing me on the forehead.

“Okay, Daddy.” I said. “I want some sugar?” I asked in a pouty, begging tone. I looked up at him hopefully. He knew what I wanted, kissing me on the lips. I let my eyes flutter closed as he kissed me, but he pulled away, telling me to sit down.

“Hey.” The woman smiled at me. “Gosh, she is a sweetheart. Look at her blushing already.” The woman said to my Daddy before turning back to me, biting my bottom lip I looked at her, waiting to hear what she had to say.

“My name is Ellen.” She told me.