Sharing Daddy (Taboo Erotica)

“You don’t need to…” I started to protest, but she shook her head, not taking no for an answer as she went to the kitchen to go grab a bottle of water from the fridge. She cracked the top, giving it to me, and I took a sip. It was refreshing, but it tasted so bitter after the sweet wine that I had been drinking.

“Thank you.” I said meekly. She giggled.

“Sweetheart. You mean something to me because your dad means something to me.” She told me, and looking at her I believed her. I smiled a little, and I instantly felt a little more cared for. She was already paying me more attention than my own mother. Maybe she’s not so bad. I thought to myself. She’s not trying to keep me from Daddy, and she does seem to care about me for some odd reason. I mused, trying to sort everything out in my head. I took another sip, and I turned to look at her.

“You really are cute.” She said, and I giggled.

“I’m nowhere near as pretty as you are.” I told her, and I meant it. She was beautiful. I looked at her C cup breasts again, and envy sparked in me for just a moment.

“You like them?” She said, motioning to her breasts, and I nodded.

“Well you can touch them. I know yours aren’t as big, and mine are real.” She said with a teasing tone. I bit my bottom lip, reaching out as she unbuttoned her top. She snapped her bra off, and I went to tweak her nipple. They were bigger than my own, and they were a slightly darker pink. I could feel myself getting wet, and as Ellen let out a soft moan I felt myself wanting to please her more. I did what Daddy did to me countless times. I leaned down to take her nipple in my mouth, flicking my tongue over the sensitive skin, and her fingers wrapped in my hair as I teased a little before going to the next one with my hand

working on massaging her breasts.

“I see you two are having fun.” Daddy said from behind me, causing me to jump on the couch. She let go of my hair, and Daddy had brought baklava back. It made me smile as I took one before taking another sip of my water bottle

“Wine becoming too much for you, baby girl?” He asked, and I nodded.

“Maybe you should go to bed.” He said, but I pouted a little.

“I don’t want to go to bed yet.” I told him, and he laughed a little, kissing my temple.

“I think it’s time. She’s staying tonight, so you two can play more in the morning. He said, and with that I knew that I had already lost the fight. Daddy was going to have me go to bed if I wanted it or not. I knew that I was tired, but I was also excited.

“I can put her to bed.” Ellen said, giving Daddy a look that I couldn’t quite place.

“I don’t see why not. Everything is in my top drawer.” He told her, and she shook her head, picking up her big black purse. I looked at Daddy a little, biting my bottom lip.

“Go with Ellen.” He told me, and I did. I went up the stairs with her.

“I’ll come check up on you later.” Daddy called out and his voice was husky. I could tell that the idea of something was turning him on, but it seemed that I couldn’t figure out what it was. When Ellen and I got to the room she closed the door, locking it. The click seemed so definite, and I squeezed my thighs together. The way she was looking at me was making me wet.

“Get undressed.” She told me, and I knew that tone. It wasn’t a question. My fingers started to work on the baby doll that I was wearing, pulling it up and over my head. I worked my wet panties down next.

“Well aren’t you a naughty little girl getting wet already?” She told me.

“Lay on the bed.” She told me, and I did.

I laid down, waiting for her, and she came over to me, running her finger down my chest, causing me to shiver at the light, erotic touch. I arched my back, spreading my legs, hoping that she would play with me, but her fingers went down past my naval before stopping. She took out the blindfold from before, and soon I was in darkness all over again. I heard her rummaging in the bag, and I squirmed.

“You can’t hold still. I’ll have to fix that.” Ellen teased me, and I could tell that she was turned on as well. She went to fasten something around each wrist, and before I knew it my hands were forced over my head. I had enough slack to be comfortable, but that was it. I was secured to the bed. A bar was put between my legs, and it was fastened to my ankles. I let out a soft moan of protest.

“What are you doing?” I asked, and she tsked at me.

“Now, now. Be a good little girl. I didn’t tell you to talk.” She said, and with that she shoved something in my mouth before tying it there.

It took me a moment to realize it was my wet panties. I started to blush immediately. I wanted to call for Daddy, but I was also dripping down my thighs and onto the bed. I didn’t know why it was turning me on so much, but it was. Her fingers finally, mercifully went to my clit, teasing it as she rubbed it. I couldn’t open my legs wider or close them. I couldn’t touch her. I had to lay there and enjoy what she was doing to me. That’s when a familiar buzz sounded through the room.

The vibrator touched my clit, causing me to buck my hips a little as I went to squeeze my thighs shut. I wanted this. I wanted her to push it inside me. As she ran it up and down my wet slit, I moaned, trying to tell her what I wanted. With the giggle, I was sure that she knew, but Ellen wasn’t ready to give it to me yet. I whimpered, and before I knew it she had pushed it inside of me, I gasped and buck my hips. I felt it being turned up to high for a immediately.

“Such a pretty little girl.” She said, and that’s when something went on my nipples, making me cry out. The pressure was mildly painful, and yet somehow that turned me on more. No matter how much I wiggled, I couldn’t seem to make them fall off. Ellen leaned down to whisper in my ear.

“You’re such a cute picture laying there helpless for when your Daddy wants to come play with you. That’s how a good little naughty girl should be.” She cooed in my ear. Her hand went to my breasts, massaging them, but she didn’t take the clips off.

“Your Daddy has a surprise for you when he comes up.” She said, and with that her touch was gone.

I was left there with my vibrator buzzing inside of me. As I heard the door click closed, I came hard, clenching and unclenching around it. It seemed like ages before Daddy came up to say goodnight to me. A part of me was expecting him to untie me and hold me. Another part of me just didn’t want him to. I was enjoying myself, and I heard him chuckle the moment that he came in.