The Family Blanket

All characters are over 18 years old. Please read the disclaimer at the beginning of Chapter 1.

As Jessica finishes revealing the delicious details of her secret online affair with David, any doubts Mary had about inviting this girl to live with them dissolve. Jessica was like them. She was sweet and wholesome on the outside, but inside she was a desperately horny young woman in need of a safe place to satiate her darkest desires.

Mary smiles to herself as she remembers worrying that Jessica would be scandalized, or worse, by her family. But here she had been encouraging her husband to stroke his cock for her for an entire semester.

Who was seducing whom here?

Her thoughts went to her husband and Jessica coming for each other on screen, longing for each other but miles apart, and now Jessica was here, close, available and willing. But David was being the patient, loving man as always and letting everyone else have their fun.

It was time to fix that.

"Sarah, would you like to go get the groceries with me? We have a busy week ahead, so we need to get the shopping out of the way today."

"Yeah," Sarah says brightly. "Let me freshen up and get some clothes on." She rises from the floor, graceful and naked in the bright sunlight, and every eye follows her exit.

"Right!" Jessica realizes. "Tomorrow is Monday already. I need to get with Daddy about the details of my internship."

Jessica likes the feeling of the word Daddy in her mouth. It feels possessive and transgressive at the same time. The word traces the edges of her relationship with David in lines that cross taboo barriers and set something perversely sexual alight inside her, while also pointing to how much she is loved and cherished. She promises herself to use it very chance she gets.

"I know he's been looking forward to having you work for him." Mary says with a saucy smile. "Go have fun with my husband, just save something for later. We're having family night on the couch and I want to see how well you two work together."

She trails a delicate finger up Jessica's leg as she talks, lost in a fantasy for a second. Jessica shivers with anticipation, and Mary pulls herself back to reality.

"Anyway." She stands and smooths her skirt. "I've got to go shopping, or we won't have anything to eat this week. David's either still upstairs or out in the Annex, that's what he calls his office shed."

She gestures to the backyard as she leaves the room. Jessica hears her a second later calling for Sarah.

Jessica glances over at James, still lying naked on the blanket in the sunlight. He looks peaceful with his eyes closed. The only sign that he's been listening to Jessica's story is his stiff cock standing like a lewd sundial from between his legs. It is tempting, but it's not the cock wants right now. Right now, she needs her new Daddy. The empty ache inside her that longs to be filled. She stands up quickly from the plastic bench and heads out the door. James' gaze follows her naked form as she leaves. His cock twitches when he sees the evidence of Jessica's need dripping off the edge of the seat.

"Daddy!" Jessica calls out. "Daddy! Are you up there? I need you." She climbs the stairs and peeks into their bedroom, hoping to see him there waiting for her. But the room is as empty as she is. He must be out in the Annex, which means a trip across the lawn, which means clothes. Jessica pouts for a second before she remembers the outfit they bought at The Magic Box. The outfit that made Mommy lose control and fuck her so hard yesterday.

It takes a minute to find the two scraps of clothing tangled up in Sarah's bedsheets. The thin little shorts hug her pussy tight, putting pressure on nerve endings that are both raw and ready. The tiny crop top drapes over her hard nipples and stops there, leaving the smooth curves of her young breasts exposed underneath.

She looks at herself in the mirror and watches as the wet patch of her arousal soaks through her shorts. "If Sarah is Daddy's good little girl, I get to be his dirty little slut. Time to go be a bad girl." She unbuttons the top button on her shorts and prowls on her bare feet down the hall and across the backyard.

The Annex is a comfortable little structure in the back corner of the yard, away from the main house and next to a small, mildly neglected garden. She opens the door and scans the space. It is clean and functional, but sparse and minimal, clearly the environs of a man who takes his work seriously. An angled drafting table scattered with large rendering and blueprints takes up the far wall. To the left is a large-format printer working its way through a line drawing of what looks like a complicated diagram of some subsystem. Jessica sees all of this in an instant as she finds David working intently at his desk. When he looks up, she can tell the exact moment all serious thoughts vanish from his head, washed away in a surge of hormones and lust.

"Hey Daddy, I'm here for my internship training." She slowly walks towards him, closing the door behind her.

"Do you have anything I can work on? I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty."

His eyes slowly travel over every inch of her nearly naked body, and he struggles to put words together as she stops in front of him.

"Umm... yes... um... work. We need to do some work..."

The power she has over him here in his space is intoxicating. This strong, sexy man who was so macho during their screen time was now completely overwhelmed by the sexual release her body promises. She decides to give him something else to focus on for a minute.

"Is this where you get all your work done, Daddy?"

"Yes..." he stands up quickly and wipes his hands on his pants, pulling the fabric tight across his growing bulge. "This is my work-from-home office where I can focus on my designs and plans." He gestures around the small space as Jessica walks over to the papers covering the drafting table. She bends down to study them closer, resting her elbows on the low table and arching her back slightly. She can feel the thin fabric of her shorts pull tight between her legs where it molds itself to her pussy lips. The coolness of her skin tells her he can't miss the wetness glistening between her thighs.

"What does Sarah think of your work? Does she come and help out sometimes too?" She picks at the corner of one of the sheets as she looks back over her shoulder at him.

"No. She's not that interested in my work, so she's hardly ever out here. Mary either."

Jessica shifts her weight from one leg to the other, keeping his attention where she wants it.

"So this is really Daddy's space to be by himself. That's good; a man needs a space that's all his own. A place where he can be alone with his thoughts." She goes back to examining the papers.

"What kinds of things to you think about in here?"

"Work, mostly."

Jessica smiles to herself at his simple, two-word answer.

"Do you ever think dirty thoughts in here?"

"Yes."

"Do you ever stroke yourself while you think dirty thoughts?" She shifts her weight again. "You can tell me, Daddy. I know what boys do when they're alone. I know boys play with their penises all the time." Another shift back to the other side.

"Sometimes."

"Do you mind that I'm in here? Are girls allowed in your private boy space?"

"No, I don't mind you being here." He steps closer, and Jessica stands and twists at her hip to watch as he comes up behind her.

"What kind of dirty things do you think about when you're stroking your cock? Do you think about your little girl? About her pussy grinding against her Mommy's tongue? Do you think about your son's cock sliding down your wife's throat?"

He is right behind her now, his hands coming to her hips. She pushes back against him, her hand sliding back to find his bulge. He groans as she traces her fingers around its length.

"Do you ever think about breaking the only rule you seem to have and fucking your daughter without that damn blanket?" She squeezes his erection slightly through the fabric. "But you don't need a blanket with me, Daddy, you can fu..."

She knew her shorts were thin, but not how cheaply they were made until she felt his powerful hands rip them at the seams. The force of it sends a thrill through her of pure adrenaline and primal urge. The wait was almost over after all those months of teasing each other. She hears his sweatpants hit the floor as she lowers herself back down to the table, rotating her hips and spreading her legs to give him full access.

"Yes! Finally! Fuck me Daddy. Fuck your filthy little girl. Fill my needy cunt with... OH!"

When he enters her, it is swift and complete. No tentative hesitation. One moment she is dripping and empty, and the next she is full to her core with her Daddy's thickness.

"FUCK! YES, DADDY! Take your daughter's needy cunt! Can you feel me, Daddy? Do you feel how tight my pussy is for you? I've wanted you to fuck me with that dick for so long, Daddy."

"God, Jessica, you feel so tight for me, baby girl. So ripe and ready for Daddy's cock. Daddy's going to fuck you now. Daddy's going to show you what being part of this family is all about."

Papers slide to the floor as Jessica braces herself against the drafting table. The sensation of his cock moving inside her tells her just how completely she is taken and how wide she is stretched. Her sweet young body is completely at his disposal, and the realization sends the first small sparks of orgasm through her body, a promise of pleasure to come.

Jessica's breath is already shaky as he uses her pussy. She can hear how wet she is around him as he gathers speed with each thrust. He is using the full length of his cock each time, filling her completely over and over again. She begins to whimper with need.

"Please take me, Daddy. You're going to make your naughty little girl come so hard. Don't stop. Don't stop fucking me."

The force of her next orgasm overwhelms her ability to hold herself up, and she allows her face and breasts to press into the papers on the sturdy table as her body convulses around him in waves.

"Such a naughty girl coming on your Daddy's cock so quickly." He growls through his exertions. His hands grip her right above her hips, his thumbs pressing into her lower back. "You came in here to be fucked like the needy slut you are. Didn't you?"

"Yes, I'm your slutty, fallen daughter who just needs her Daddy to fuck her hard, so hard, Daddy! Fuck my slutty cunt! YES! YES!"

Jessica comes for the third time. Her nerves are all alight with a pleasure that pulses in time with his thrusts. Mommy was right. This is what he needs; this is what she needs. Someone she can explore all of her depraved urges with. She loves being this man's slut. There was a raw honesty to her coming to his door with her pussy dripping down her leg. No pretense, no barriers, no rules, or blankets. Just pure. Fucking. Aching. Need.

She never really comes down from one orgasm before she can feel the next one building, and this time she can tell he is close.

"Come on, Daddy, make me your daughter, break me open and ruin me like a father should, make me forget all about your son pulsing deep inside of me this morning. Give me something to share with my new sister."

With that, he is over the edge. He holds her hips tight, tight against his. Jessica's eyes shoot wide as his cock grows even larger. The pressure on her cervix becomes a spark of a pinch, like she's losing her virginity all over again, but deeper. His total ownership of her sex makes her come again as he pumps everything directly into her small womb. She screams with pleasure as he roars through his expending lust. A rough, animalistic harmony of pure biological drive that has no words. Each body giving and receiving in equal part at the end until they are ragged and spent, male and female together in their purest fulfillment. Their panting and moans fill the space for a few moments as they revel in their mutual satisfaction.

Eventually David leans over her, propping himself on his hands as they breathe heavily together. Jessica lets his body keep hers pinned to the table as her whole body tingles from her toes to the crown of her head.

"Don't move, Daddy." She whispers. "Stay in me, my whole body is humming."

"Okay, baby girl, I'm right here."

He kisses her softly on the back of her neck as she slowly recovers. When her breath is back to normal, he slowly withdraws as she tests her own stability.

"That was by far the best fuck of my life." She whispers as she turns to face him. David folds her in his arms and holds her close. Jessica can smell his musky scent as she leans her head on his chest and finds a deep urge to curl up and sleep in his arms.

After a few minutes like this, the remnants of their bonding work their way down Jessica's leg, and she shivers.

"I need to get cleaned up." She looks around for her shorts and finds the tattered rag of them under the desk.

"Sorry, I was in a bit of a hurry."

"Yeah, you were, and don't apologize. That was the hottest thing ever."

"Here, honey, let's do this." He holds out his sweatpants to her. "I need to have had some towels over here; we have them in every other part of the house. Clean up with this."

Hearing David trying out different terms of endearment for her makes her feel a calm delight that she has never experienced before. She smiles to herself as she takes the pants and absorbs the slick mess. Her actual parents only ever called each other by their first names, and the closest nickname they ever gave her was the shortened, Jess.

Holding the ball of ruined sweatpants, she looks around the room. There are crumpled printouts scattered on the floor and the smell of sex in the air.

"Sorry about messing up your work."

"Don't worry about the papers. All the important stuff is digital."

"I'm glad you built such a sturdy drafting table. It's a nice height. Is it adjustable?"

David laughs as he takes his sweatpants from her and wipes down his length. "I'm glad you approve of my handiwork."

"We're in a mess, aren't we? We've ruined our pants. Are we going to Pooh Bear it back to the house?"

"Why don't we Adam and Eve it?" He looks for a reaction from her.

"That's not a thing."

"It is now... here." He helps her take off her shirt so that they are both completely naked.

"I think you mean streaking."

"Streaking involves running. We are going to take a stroll together in the garden... or at least the yard."

"What if someone sees us?"

"We have high fences and overgrown bushes. No one is going to see. Come on."

"Okay... Adam. I'll be your Eve," Jessica looks down shyly. "By the way, you're getting hard again, Daddy."

Jessica leaves her top behind, and they casually walk back to the house hand in hand and completely nude. By the time they get to the back door, David's cock has lengthened more and lifted slightly from his body. Jessica enjoys watching it sway as a quiet, but excited voice in her head says.

"That whole thing was inside you just a few minutes ago and filled you with his seed, a married man's cum, you finally fucked David and called him Daddy. Your pussy is already dripping for him again. Admit it, you love Daddy's cock like a little princess slut." Jessica relished the dirty thoughts running through her head and flowing straight to her pussy.

Once they were back inside the house, David turns to her.

"Shower?"

He opens the trash can and starts to throw away her ripped shorts.

"No, wait. Can I have those? I want to show Sarah."

"What? How cheaply clothes are made nowadays?"

"No." She steps closer and shyly takes the destroyed clothing. "I want to show her how strong Daddy is when he's with me."

David's cock swells for her, brushing against her belly. She wraps her fingers around it gently, lost in thought for a second.

"Let's go take a shower, Daddy."

She leads the way up the stairs to the master bedroom, not losing contact with his cock.

The bathroom is a familiar setting. It was here they broke their first barrier when he stroked himself to completion for her. The room is bigger than she imagined; the space dominated by the large glass shower in the corner. She spins around and pulls him to her, kissing him deeply as her heart swells with joy.

"I'm so happy to be in here with you, finally. You don't know how many times I fantasized about this exact moment. I would rub myself while watching you take a shower, remember?"

David kisses her back as they walk over to the sink. "I would prop the phone up on this soap dish here, which gave it the perfect angle. It was the hottest thing knowing you wanted to watch me... well, the water wasn't hot. I didn't want to steam up the glass, so I kept the water lukewarm so you could watch."

"I'm sorry, Daddy. I didn't know. You should have said something."

"It's okay, baby. It was exciting in a new way. Listening to you get yourself off as I washed. You never made it past me soaping up my cock though."

Jessica groans softly. "Oh, yeah. You looked so hot and you were always so hard by that time. I loved pretending that you didn't know I was watching, that I was a naughty camper who snuck down to the boys' shower to watch them, but ended up watching a counselor taking a shower instead."

"Oh. I like that. Tell me more, dirty girl."

"Later, Daddy. Right now I want to be here with you, just like we are. I want to be in the shower with you this time."

When the water temperature is more than lukewarm, they step under the spray, and Jessica drops to her knees in front of him immediately. The water streams over his body and rushes down his hard shaft before spilling over her breasts. He is finally here in front of her in all his straining, eager glory, and she wants to take her time with it... with him. She runs her fingers along the length, feeling the smoothness of the ridges near the head and the veins in the shaft.

"Are you okay?" David asks after a while.

"Yeah, I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"What a good job your wife did in picking such an amazing cock. She knew it would come to this one day, and she made sure that any daughters she had would have a perfect cock to ride, and stroke, and... suck."

Jessica grabs his hips and pulls him forward slightly so that the water now streams down his back. She brings her lips to the tip and slowly opens her mouth as David's moans echo against the tile walls.

"Fuck, you have such a filthy mind. Such a bad girl, getting your daddy hard with your dirty mouth."

Jessica starts with her tongue at the head of her daddy's cock, a few licks as an introduction. His cock is not overly massive, but it is the biggest one she has ever seen. Fortunately, it has that wonderful taper that makes it easy to get started.

"Take your time, baby, there's no rush." He says as he pushes some of her wet hair back from her face so he can watch her work.

She takes the head into her mouth and begins to suck as she laps the underside with her tongue. David is instantly lost in the sensation, bracing himself against the shower walls.

After a few moments of taking him deeper and deeper, she looks up at him, the water beading on her skin, her lips already swollen from the suction.

"I bet Sarah has never sucked you off in the shower? Can't take that blanket in here, can you?"

David is having a hard time concentrating on her words but manages a jumbled response. "No, sweetheart, not in here, not like this. Just you. Don't stop... please."

It's what she wants to hear. She doesn't want to replace her newfound sister, but she wants to carve her own little space in this man's affection and lust. Jessica takes complete control of his cock, wrapping her hands around the base and putting her entire effort into making her Daddy come for her. More and more of it slides along her tongue, stretching her mouth as it gets thicker.