Dark Fetishes Vol. 1 (DARK EROTICA)

“You can't tell a soul about this. Do you understand?”

I didn't mean to be so harsh with her, but I couldn't risk us getting into trouble. The fine balance was being threatened here and adding Lillian to the tight rope just as it was shaking was incredibly dangerous.

I liked it.

“I want you to come over for dinner, and I want you to behave yourself as you would with any father figure you might encounter. Understand that he might ask you to do things. Obey him and respect him. I love him, Lillian. I don't want you to hurt him.”

Her eyes hadn't blinked during my warning. She nodded, seeming to understand exactly what I was saying. It wasn't just that I loved him, it was that her making so much as a peep would set off the balance and I would never be able to see him again. If she messed up, I would probably never acknowledge she ever existed. I might even hit her. I think she understood that. I hoped so because it meant the world that Daddy wanted to meet one of my best friends, and I was sure he wanted to play with the both of us.

As I calmed down from my strange moment of aggression, I pulled Lillian over to the computer and showed her the Daddy/daughter blog. I explained what it meant to be a daughter and how she would have to do certain actions and say specific phrases. We practiced through a few, the excitement in my stomach growing as I essentially trained her to be another one of Daddy's little toys. We could be sisters beneath him and maybe we could start our own blog. I knew that meant exposing our relationship to the world, but it was an enticing idea. Maybe other girls like me would come across it and be inspired. We could help other people. But then I recalled how Daddy had called me his dirty little secret and I relished the phrase in my mind. It sank deep into my gut and settled into my pelvis. Broadcasting our relationship would mean I was no longer a secret, and why would I ever want to do that?

Chapter Three

Lillian and I arrived at my house just after 6:15. I was so anxious that my heart was practically beating out of my rib cage, the bones cracking beneath the skin that was already incredibly thin. I turned to Lillian who gave me a nervous, but comforting, smile. We went into the house where Daddy had set up the table with dinner: a delicious selection of chicken, macaroni, and potatoes along with three salads. Lillian and I set our things down in my room and walked back to the dining room to sit and eat.

“So, Lillian, you work with Victoria at the library. Do you go to school as well?” Daddy asked as he set some food on each plate.

“I do. I go to the community college up the road from here. I want to be a vet assistant.” She said while accepting a plate of hot food. She sat awkwardly next to me, a little ways away from Daddy.

“That sounds amazing. Our lovely Victoria wants to be a teacher. I commend her for that.” Daddy handed me a plate of food. “What else do you like to do?”

As we both eased our way into casual conversation, I'd nearly forgotten what was going on, or what I had suspected was going on. Lillian and I became totally preoccupied by the jokes and laughter that it almost looked like we were a regular family. I felt so comfortable with my present company that I lost track of the time, and we were cleaning before I realized it was well past seven. I rinsed the dishes in the sink and loaded the dishwasher while Lillian wiped down the table. Daddy came up behind me and squeezed my bottom, leaning forward to whisper in my ear.

“You and your friend should change and then come to the living room for a movie.”

I turned to watch him walk away, smiling still as he left the kitchen. Lillian quickly ran up next to me and leaned into my shoulder.

“Vic, what did he say?” She whispered, grabbing dishes to help me load the washer faster.

“He said we should change and go to the living room.”

She giggled nervously as we finished rinsing the plates and then we ran off to my room to change. I handed her a little white night shirt that had lace around the shoulders and I pulled on Daddy's favorite pink night dress that he had me wear over the weekend. We posed in the mirror a few times, snapping a couple of pictures on Lillian's phone, and then ran to the living room where we got comfortable on the couch. As we looked through our movie choices on the screen, Daddy walked in and settled on the couch next to me, placing his hand gently on my thigh. I pretended not to notice.

Lillian and I agreed on a romantic comedy and made some small chat as the movie began. I could feel Daddy's hand squeezing my thigh a little harder as the music intensified. After a few minutes, he leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“You should kiss Lillian on the lips.”

A chill ran up my spine as Daddy moved his hand further up my thigh, pushing my dress up and rubbing the surface of my panties. He nudged my neck with his nose as encouragement, but didn't remove his hand. I shivered. Lillian was hooked on the television, the light dancing across her face as her eyes remained focused on the poorly laid out plot. I leaned over to her and stroked her chin which elicited minimal response. Either she was ignoring me or she was completely distracted by the movie which was now developing into some ridiculous love story. I think I subconsciously chose it because

I knew I wouldn't be interested in watching it. Daddy prodded me with his elbow and I leaned towards Lillian to kiss her cheek, something that definitely caused her to turn towards me and greet me with her lips.

Daddy rubbed me a little faster as he placed his free hand on the back of Lillian's head so she would kiss me harder. I heard him moan softly behind me, his fingers digging beneath my panties and wasting no time in making me soaked. He parted my lips and started to finger me as he pulled me up on to his lap and forced Lillian's head down to my bosom. He lifted my night dress, instructing her to suck on my nipples that were now as erect as his cock. I could feel his erection burning into my lower back which made me ache as his fingers pushed harder into my swollen hole.

“Touch her.” Daddy whispered into my ear. “Show me you're a big girl.”

Hesitantly, I reached down to find the hem of the night shirt and started trailing my fingers along Lillian's thigh, feeling her skin twitch beneath my touch. She continued to lick at my nipples as I found the front of her thong and gently rubbed her clit in circles. She moaned into my chest. I'd never touched another girl before, but I had a faint idea what she might like just from pleasing myself so many times. I slipped my fingers beneath the fabric and felt her lips open up to my touch, warm juices rushing to meet my fingertips. She came up to kiss me again and I slipped my fingers inside of her, mimicking the same motion Daddy was using on me.

As I fingered Lillian's wet pussy, Daddy removed my panties and started teasing me with the head of his cock. He patted himself against my outer lips and then lifted me by my hips to penetrate me from behind. I moaned as he eased himself into my tight little hole and continued to finger Lillian, meeting her mouth once more with my tongue as she bucked into my hand. Not long after we started kissing, she squeaked and started humping hard, her vulva becoming completely soaked in cum. I removed my fingers and pushed them into her mouth.

Daddy groaned as he leaned us forward and pushed Lillian back against the couch, ordering me to lick up the mess I had made in her thong. I took off Lillian's thong and devoured her vulva, licking and sucking her lips of all the fluid that had rushed out and stained the couch. Daddy was gripping my hips and pounding me harder as I licked. Lillian moaned, my tongue lapping over her clit and down into her hole to explore every inch of her sweet pussy. Just as I was getting into it, Daddy grabbed a section of my hair and pulled me back up, bouncing me up and down on his cock as he ordered Lillian to kneel down in front of the couch and lick me until I came. Lillian obeyed and pulled off her night shirt, then settled on the carpet in front of us to bury her mouth into my clit.

I threw my head back over Daddy's shoulder. I couldn't believe we were doing this for him. It was absolutely exciting having my best girl friend eating me out while Daddy pounded me to pieces. As he pushed his cock deeper, Lillian licked faster and I came hard, my fluids soaking his cock and her face. Daddy stopped fucking me and pulled me off his cock, telling me to get on the floor next to my sister. I smiled at the command and sat next to Lillian who helped me pull off my night dress. She nuzzled my cheek with her nose before turning back to face the couch. Daddy scooted towards the edge and grabbed both of us by the hair.

“Suck,” he commanded.

He tasted just like me. Lillian and I took our time licking his cock up and down before taking turns swallowing him whole. We picked up a good rhythm and I wrapped my hand around the base as she sucked the head, pumping his cock in tandem with her lips. We did this as he moaned, knowing that we were both being very good little girls. As Daddy started to hump, we worked faster, Lillian's drool providing the perfect lubrication for me to rub faster. I could feel him tensing. I slipped my hand between Lillian's thighs and started rubbing her again, causing her to moan and lose concentration. Daddy pulled Lillian's head back and swatted my hand away. He ordered us to face each other and rub until we started to cum. Lillian and I locked eyes and smiled.

Sweat glistened off her forehead as she reached down to touch my pussy again, her fingers cold against my warm skin. I rubbed her clit faster as she rubbed mine. Daddy stood next to us and brought our faces together, demanding that we kiss. Our lips met again and Daddy pumped his cock right next to our faces, likely intending to cum everywhere. I could feel Lillian twitching which caused me to tense, eliciting one loud moan after the other until I exploded into her hand. Daddy, more than pleased, busted his load on to our occupied mouths and forced his cock between our dueling tongues. Cum decorated our faces and breasts, shining in the dull light of the television that was still blaring the stupid movie I'd chosen twenty minutes ago.