EroticReverie

Dear Diary,

Sorry I haven’t written in awhile. It’s been about three weeks now since I last wrote. I’ve been so busy. With school and projects, oh yeah..and the fact I’ve become Daddy’s personal little fuck toy. It’s been harder and harder for us to get time alone together the past few weeks because Mom is back from out of town. She’ll be going away again soon and Daddy says he has plans for me and Chelsea that week. I can’t wait. 

 I know it’s wrong, all of it. Daddy fucking my best friend, and even more so the fact Daddy is now fucking me as well and took my virginity!! Since then , all three of us are in a secret relationship. Me and Chelsea are exclusive to each other, and my Daddy only. Before I would have cringed at the thought, I would’ve thought it was so gross. But I love Daddy so much, and I like making him cum. No, I love it. Chelsea has been teaching me her ways. I know I’m not expert, but I like to think I’ve become quite a good tease. I purposely wear my shirts tighter, bra less, I wear short shorts, and skirts without panties. Anything I can think of to drive Daddy wild. Well Chelsea took things up a notch today, and showed me a new way to tease Daddy.

I was sitting in class, and got a text from Chelsea.

“Meet in the B wing bathrooms in 10 minutes.” she texted back.

“K.” I replied.

I asked for a pass to the bathroom, and went to the bathrooms, sat in the large handicapped stall and waited.

I saw her heels as she approached the stall, and I unlocked it and let her in.

She dropped her purse , grabbed my face and and pressed her mouth to mine and pinned me up against the stall. With her tongue exploring my mouth and her one hand slipping to the back of my head, holding my mouth to hers, her other hand went down my chest and up under my shirt.

Instantly I could feel myself get wet for her.

This wasn’t the first time she’d called me into the bathroom to mess around since we started sharing my father’s cock.

Her other hand found it’s way up under my top and she lifted my shirt and smiles at me as her mouth left mine and she kissed my cleavage. Dragging her tongue along the lace outline of my bra, sucking at my skin. She bit my nipple through the lace of my bra and I squealed. Her hands reached down my legs, then up my skirt and she quickly slid my panties down and I stepped out of them. She put them over her head, wearing them like a necklace and gestured for me to put my one leg up on the toilet seat, and i did. Daddy hated when we played together without him. Sometimes we confessed, other times we didn’t.

She handed me her cell phone.  "Record it.“ she commanded.

I faced the camera towards her and pressed the little red square, her tongue already lapping at my cunt.

My hands were shaky as I tried to focus on keeping her in frame as she worked my horny little pussy. I started to moan and beg her to fuck my pussy. She complied, shoving two of her delicate fingers up inside of me, sending me into a frenzy. She grabbed the phone and turned the camera on me as I gripped the railing and began riding her fingers the best as I could as she demanded me to.

“Pretend their Daddy’s fingers you little slut.” she whispered to me.

I whimpered as I began to work my little hole up and down on her fingers. “Yesss.” i moaned.

We both froze as we heard footsteps, Chelsea’s fingers slipping out of my dripping pussy.

“Girls, one in the stall at a time.” we heard a teacher say.

I panicked. But Chelsea stood up, and took my panties off from around her neck and shoved them into my hand along with her cell phone as she went towards the door, unlocked it and slipped out, leaving me in the stall.

“Sorry Miss Gold.” Chelsea said innocently. “Boy trouble. You know? she said searching for sympathy.

"Well, I’m sorry girls. You can’t be in the same stall, and you should get back to your classes. I’ll give you girls a minute, and then I want you to get back to your class rooms.” Miss Gold , one of our hall monitors said.

“Thank you miss Gold, we’ll be right out. ” Chelsea said as she left the bathroom to wait outside the door.

Chelsea flung the bathroom door open and stepped inside. She grabbed my panties from my hand and and stuffed them into my purse and took her phone.

“Let’s go” she said, pressing buttons on her phone.

We both left the restroom and returned back to our classes.

As I sat there, my bare cunt dripping all over the hard seat of my desk I heard my phone buzzing and buzzing with alerts. I sneaked it out of my purse from beneath my panties and opened my texts.

Chelsea had sent the video to me…AND DADDY!

“YOU GIRLS ARE IN BIG TROUBLE!”

“WAIT TILL I SEE YOU AFTER SCHOOL YOUNG LADIES”

“LEAVING WORK EARLY. PICKING YOU TWO UP AT SCHOOL.”

“YOU’VE BEEN BAD.”

“YOU’RE GOING TO GET PUNISHED ACCORDINGLY.”

The last two hours of school were excruciating. I watched the clock tick, and tuned out my teachers as I waited for the end of the day. Daddy didn’t like us playing without him, and surely he didn’t like being sent a video of his daughter having her pussy eaten out by her best friend in the bathroom at school, while he was at work.

As we both left the front doors of the school, my eyes immediately found my Daddy’s black SUV.

His eyes were glaring, watching us as we walked towards the car, I paused at the window.

“GET IN.” he said firmly. “Carly…in the back. Chelsea…up front.”

As we both climbed into our assigned seats and closed the doors, and buckled up Daddy pulled out and started driving. As soon as we got a few blocks from the school. I heard him unbuckle his pants and unzip them and look at Chelsea. HE grabbed her head, and a fist full of hair. “Suck me, you whore.” he growled as he pulled her head into his lap.

I listened to Chelsea gag as he pushed her face down on his huge hard cock.

“I know that was your idea, you dirty little slut. So you’re going to take care of this hard cock I’ve had since noon. You little fucking cock tease.” he scolded as he continued to slam her face down on his cock as he drove. I could see Chelsea’s back arch every time she gagged, almost sounding as if she was going to puke on Daddy’s cock. That’s when he lifted her and pushed her back up into her seat.

“Is that what you like you slut?” Daddy turned his head and spit at Chelsea. “You like choking on old fat cocks don’t you?”

Chelsea’s eyes were watering, her saliva dripping around her mouth, and Daddy’s saliva running down her cheek, and some caught in her hair.

“Don’t you!?” he grabbed her head by her hair and shook it.

“Yes. Yes!” she cried out.

“You’re going to fucking get it. BOTH of you.” he growled.

Twenty minutes had gone by of Daddy muttering about what sluts we were, teases, whores when we pulled into the park. There we no other cars around, and Daddy parked near the trail.

Daddy demanded we both take our shoes off before getting out. He grabbed a back pack and made us follow him onto the trail.

As we walked barefoot across the sharp rocks and broken sticks on the path, I refused to whine. I knew this was part of the punishment and if I complained, it would only be made worse.

About five minutes into the trail Daddy starting walking off the path. He demanded we keep up, and keep quiet as we both struggled even more know, barefoot in an unbeaten path.

He walked deeper and deeper. My feet were sore, and scraped. Five more minutes into the woods, he stopped.

HE dropped his backpack from his shoulder to the ground and started unzipping. He pulled out a bundle of rope. My heart began to race. I had no clue what he was about to do. He grabbed Chelsea and began tying her  up, wrapping rope around the tree, and around her. She was bound around her shoulders, around her chest, her huge breasts strangled with rope, and its wrapped all the way down to her waist until she was unable to move.

In front of her between two trees daddy had gotten me tied up my wrists, each attached to a separate tree.

He walked back to his back pack and returned with a paddle.

“Did you have fun making that little video?” he asked me in a low growl.

I shook my head no.

He lifted my skirt and rubbed his paddle against my ass cheeks .

“Daddy doesn’t like liars.” he whispered before striking me hard with the paddle, sending my whole body lunging forward, I danced on my toes from the sting on my ass.

“Yes Daddy. I did. ” I cried and whimpered. HE struck me again. I screamed.

“No no little girl…no screaming. If you scream someone could hear you. If you scream, I’ll just make it hurt more.”

I looked at Chelsea as he brought his paddle against the skin on my ass once more. I whimpered, trying not to move, trying not to make noise as my eyes watered.

“Daddy, I’m sorry.” i cried.

He rubbed my ass with the palm of his hand. “Oh not yet, you aren’t, but you will be.”

I watched Chelsea fidget against the tree as he walked towards her, her eyes glaring back at his .

He grabbed the fabric of her yoga pants at the crotch , with both hands and tore them open. Leaving a hole, exposing her pussy.

“Of course you’re not wearing any underwear….” he shook his head and stood up straight , his face next to hers. “Why aren’t you wearing any underwear?” he questioned.

She stared right into his eyes. “Because…I’m a whore.”

I saw a faint grin come across his face, he grabbed her jaw, and forced her mouth open and spit inside her mouth.  He pulled down his pants, his hard cock breaking out, and his hands then grabbed the back of her thighs, lifting her knees forward, wrapping her legs around him as he slammed his cock into her. I watched her face contort as he ripped into her. Over and over , he thrust himself into her, forcing her back to grind against the tree, I knew that had to hurt.

Yet she begged for him to punish her.

“I’ve been so bad Daddy. Punish me. Punish your dirty little whore! ” she cried out.

He covered her mouth with his hand and began thrusting wildly into her. I’d never seen Daddy fuck her, or me so aggressively before. He was panting and groaning as he buried himself inside her.

“You ARE a dirty little whore. Your cunt…her cunt..they’re both mine. Both of you are Daddy’s little whores. And you don’t get to play without Daddy’s permission!” he reprimanded her as he slapped her face and spit on her again.

He pulled out of her and dropped her legs. He pulled at the ropes around her tits and grabbed at her nipples between his thumbs and pointer fingers, pulling part of her large tits out of the rope by her hard nipples. I watched her bite her lip as he slapped her tits, pinched and pulled her nipples, and bit at her skin, till her perfect chest was covered in bright cherry red marks.

He grabbed his paddle and spread her legs, and began spanking her pussy. She moaned and bite her lip with a smirk. Clearly enjoying Daddy’s punishment too much. He spanked it harder. Her grin fell away and she winced. He slapped it again, and I watched her squirm and him kick her legs back open.  He crouched and  put his fingertips together on one hand and began slowly fucking her with all five fingers.

“We’re going to get Daddy’s fist inside your disobedient little cunt.” he said as he began working her little teen hole. My eyes widened in shock as I watched Chelsea’s jaw fall open and her wince in pain as Daddy’s fist made it’s way deeper and deeper each time his pushed his fingers into her. He pulled is fingers out, lifted her leg over his shoulder and dove his fingers back inside her, allowing his fingers to go even deeper. I watched Chelsea shake and tremble, I listened to her whimper. For the first time I couldn’t tell if she was enjoying it, or not. I watched Daddy’s fist work in and out of her.

“Mmmmmm , you like Daddy stretching your little pussy out? You like me making your cunt a gaping fuck hole?” He began to fist her faster, harder. Chelsea screamed, and I could tell, it was in pain. Daddy stopped and stood up, and wiped his hand down her face, then the back of his hand across it, smearing her juices all over her face.

He cut her loose from her ropes and Chelsea fell to the ground and cupped her hand over her pussy as she lay in the leaves and dirt. Daddy laughed looking down at her.

“Lesson learned?” he asked threateningly.

Chelsea nodded , laying on her side, curled up. “Yes Sir.” she replied.

“Good. Now sit up and watch me take care of your little girlfriend.” he said.

He came up behind me grabbed my hips, his dick pressing against my ass.

“It’s about time my little girl here, knows what it feels like to get fucked in the ass by her Daddy’s big dick.” he chuckled and spit in his hand, stroking his dick and began to work himself into my asshole.

I whined, tugging at the ropes by my hands , my feet moving away from him, only to go nowhere as i got pulled back my by hips, and back onto his cock.

He wrapped his one arm across my neck, his forearm pressed against my throat, and the other hugging me around my waist as he started fucking me violently. Grunting, panting, and exclaiming how tight his little girls ass was and letting me know he’d be taking my ass more often , so I’d better get used to it.

He fucked me in my ass , and called Chelsea to him. He forced his cock into her mouth, from my ass. Sticking it inside me, then back in her mouth. Inside my ass, then back in her mouth.

HE grabbed her face and began fucking her mouth just as hard as he was fucking my ass.

I watched her gag on his dick, as he asked her how my ass tastes, and laughed at her.

“Fucking pig.” he called her and then turned his attention back to me, cut my hands loose and pushed me to the ground on my back, climbed on top of me and began fucking my pussy. HE ripped my shirt open, and grabbed my bra, shredding it with is hands. My tits bouncing freely as i laid , being fucked  in my ripped shirt and bra.

MY ass was sore, and it hurt like hell taking Daddy’s huge cock in my ass, but whenever he filled my pussy , I was overwhelmed with pleasure..

I wrapped my legs around Daddy, my arms around his neck as he pounded into me, my whole body being pounded into the ground.  "Oh Daddy” i moaned. “Yes Daddy.” i chimed.

HE grunted and dug his hips into me and he thrust deeper, fucking me so hard he was sending my body forward, and kept having to re position himself on top of me. He laid me on my side, lifted my leg, holding it against his chest and continued tearing into my cunt.  HE flipped my again on all fours and pressed my face into the dirt.

“Lick the ground!” he shouted as he spanked me and fucked me relentlessly.

I stuck my tongue out and the dirt collected on my tongue and lips , he snatched my head back my hair and fucked me like a beast. I felt him pull out and cum on my ass.

“Mmmmm your little ass looks so good covered in Daddy’s cum…. CLEAN HER.” he said to Chelsea as she crawled towards me and dragged her tongue through his cum on my ass, taking it all in her mouth. Eating every drop.

By the time she was done, Daddy had his paddle and rest of his ropes packed up.

Daddy undressed Chelsea slowly. Kissing her skin softly, touching her gently. I watched him clean the dirt from her face with baby wipes. He inspected her back, with nothing more than a few scrapes, he put ointment on her marks and then dressed her in a new shirt he must have brought from my bedroom. I watched as he held a new pair of pants for her, holding them as she stepped in foot by foot, and he pulled them up her legs slowly and stood wit his hands on her face. He stroked her hair and and lifted her chin and kissed her tenderly. “Daddy loves you.” he assured her.

“I love you too.” she said quietly and looked up at him. “Can you kiss me again?” she requested.

I watched him wrap his arms around her tiny waist and cradle her body to his as he put his lips on hers, their tongues searching each others mouths passionately. Chelsea wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her tiny frame against his and moaned into his mouth. Daddy pulled her away and smiled. “Now now…Don’t get me all worked up again.” he smiled and kissed her cheek and looked to me.

“Oh , baby…” he said. “My little baby girl.” he gently said as he grabbed my hand lifting me up to my feet. “You’re a mess.” he smiled as he brushed the dirt from my mouth and kissed me , as he removed my torn short and bra.

They both wiped my body down , Daddy stopping to kiss my skin where he saw any sign of scrapes, or bruising starting. Chelsea unzipped my skirt, and gave me the other spare pair of pants. Daddy helped me put them on and spent his time tonguing my breats before dressing me in a loose fitting white t shirt with no bra.

“I forgot to bring extra bras” he said apologetically.

He held his hands at my sides under my arms, and rubbed is thumbs over my nipples through my shirt. “However, maybe no bras will be allowed anymore…because Daddy likes being able to see those precious little nipples poking through your shirt.”  He pinched them softly, and lifted my shirt.

“I can’t get enough of you baby.” he said as he put his mouth on my nipple and sucked in gently. I breathed quietly watching his tongue circle my nipples, watching them harden. I moaned.

HE stopped himself and shook his head as he lowered my shirt. “Okay!” he clapped his hands and handed us both sandals for our feet for the walk back. “We have to get moving. Chelsea, you’re staying the night right?” he asked . “I mean it’s Friday..so your mom won’t mind right?”

“Yeah, I already asked her this morning. She said it was fine.” she smiled at Daddy and he held both of our hands as we walked back to the main path. As we made the entrance, a couple was just entering, nodded hellow to ass of us and we all smiled back. Chelsea and I giggling as we passed them, Daddy smacking our bottoms gently.

WE all piled into the Daddy’s car, me in the front seat this time and Chelsea in the back.

With his hand on my thigh the whole way home, and his eyes glaring at chelsea in the rearview, smirking at her.

We all couldn’t wait to get home, have dinner, and wait for Mom to fall asleep.

Oh Diary I cant wait to tell you about tonight. It was amazing. I love Daddy so so much.

Until Next time, Goonight.

—Carly