Scavenger Cunt 3

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Scavenger Cunt 3
by DirtyMindedMom

Sara loved how her daddy had taken control. Both his hands held her head as he gently fucked her face. As much as she wanted him at her mercy, she liked being possessed by him even more. I’m your little fuck toy, daddy, she thought. Make me your cum slut. Use me any way you want.

When he suddenly pulled his cock away, she sucked as hard as she could to keep him in her mouth. His fat cockhead slipped from her lips with a loud pop. She was about to scold him when she heard her mother’s voice from behind her.

“And how long has this been going on?”

Holy shit! Sara screamed in her head. When did Mom get home? She is so going to kill me, call 9-1-1, have the paramedics bring me back, then kill me again!

“It…it’s not what it looks like…” her dad stammered as he struggled to tuck his huge hard-on into his pants. “It’s only because…it’s for this thing…tell her, ‘Sota.”

This was definitely not part of the plan. Sara closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and licked her daddy’s pre-cum from her lip before turning to face her mother. “Um…yeah…it’s to get into my sorority. I have to do this sort of scavenger hunt thing. I need a picture of me with…well, um, with a penis in my mouth.”

“And your father just happened to be the only one around with a cock?”

“No…” Sara felt like her mom was holding back a smirk. What the fuck? “Okay, yes, I guess so.”

“And for this picture you had to have your little titties out?”

“Yes,” Sara’s dad jumped in before she could answer. “I know it’s fucked up, Patty, but that’s how these sorority girls are these days.”

“And so you did the noble thing and shoved your cock down our daughter’s throat?” Sara’s mom menacingly approached the two of them as she spoke. Arms crossed, eyes narrow. Sara suspected that she was going to kill her daddy first, then her.

“I…I just…”

“It was all my fault, Momma!” Sara couldn’t stand to see her daddy take the blame. “I begged him to do it. I said if he didn’t I would tell you he did just the same and get him into trouble anyways, so he might as well do it. You can’t be mad at him.”

“Oh, I don’t blame his sorry ass.” Patty turned on her daughter, a strange fierceness flashing in her eyes that Sara had never seen before. “Men can’t help but think with their dicks. If they’re doing something stupid with a woman, you can bet it’s her fault.”

Her mom’s gaze moved down. Sara was suddenly aware that she was still bare chested. She covered her little titties with her hands. Her mom stepped forward and roughly pulled her hands away. “You’re the one who wanted to show them off, no point in being modest now, young lady. If you’re so proud of those little bumps you call tits, then by God keep them out where everyone can see ‘em.” She gave her husband an evil look. He hadn’t gone soft at all. Actually, he might have been even harder than before, if that was even possible. Her mom shook her head and scoffed, then quickly pulled the navy blue halters of her dress to either side. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and so her massive pair of unrestrained boobs wobbled a few times before coming to rest. Sara couldn’t help but stare wide-eyed. Never had she seen areolae as big around as her mother’s. No wonder her daddy loved them so much.

“As long as everyone’s lettin’ what they got hang out, I might as well join the fun.” She hefted both her boobs and bobbled them up and down. “If you want to get a man’s attention, little girl, you better be sure you got what it takes. You might have a nice little pair of appetizers there, honey, but you’ve got to be able to offer up a juicy main course if’n you want to rope a man like your daddy here.” She smacked her huge melons together a few times to drive home her point. Despite being stunned to see her mother acting in such a lewd manner, she still couldn’t help but notice her father’s cock jumping at the sight of those pendulous jugs colliding into each other again and again.

“I’m sorry,” Sara wheezed out, unsure if anyone was able to hear her over the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

“Did you get the picture yet?” her mom asked. Sara didn’t know how to answer.

“No, hon,” her daddy said. “We only just started when you come in.”

Her mom held her hand out and her daddy passed over his phone. She looked at the screen and took a picture of her topless daughter. “Well, then, we best get to it. Stick that sorry excuse for a cock back in our little girl’s mouth so she can get on with her college education.”

He wasn’t sure if this was a test or not, but after a long pause he moved in front of his daughter and pressed the head of his cock to her lips. Sara was expecting a slap in the face if she did anything, but before she knew it she let her jaw go slack and his dick was sliding over her tongue again. She wanted to moan with pleasure, but didn’t dare.

“I’m surprised it took this long,” her mother said as she ran a finger in a slow circle around a nipple as it began to protrude little by little. Sara watched, mesmerized while knowing she should be feeling repulsed. “It was my thirteenth birthday, and just a week after my first period. My daddy come to me and said he’d heard I was a woman. I told him it was true. Then I asked him to teach me what a woman needs to know. He wasn’t sure what I was asking for until I went down on my knees and pulled his prick out of his pants. I been sucking cock like a real woman ever since. Which means I had enough sense to leave off my pants whenever I was sucking a load outta my daddy.”

She folded her arms and waited. It took a few seconds before Sara realized what was expected of her. Her hands went to the button at her waist and stopped there. Her mom nodded and Sara unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled down her pants in front of her parents. Her mom was still waiting. Sara pulled down her panties, earning a smile from her mother. What the fuck is going on here? She thought.

Her mom stepped up close, so close that her big tits pressed against Sara’s little breasts. Her mom’s hand dropped down between Sara’s legs, wiggling in between her lips and finding her most private opening. No one had ever touched her like that before. She couldn’t stop the quick sigh as her eyelids quivered in response to how good it felt.

“She’s soaking wet,” her mom announced, giving her dad a perverse leer. “Just the way you like it.” Sara felt a finger poke up into her and probe around. “And she’s still a virgin, for God’s sake.” Her mom’s finger stayed at her threshold, swirling in a slow circle, enlivening her senses in a way she’d never even dared do for herself. She’d played with her clit…played with it a lot…but she never went inside. Only bad girls did things like that…

“No wonder she wants to join the slut sorority. This girl is probably dyin’ to get laid.” Her finger pushed suddenly upward, testing Sara’s inner veil of innocence, bringing a quick jab of pain that came with a strange kind of pleasure. “Is that what you’re looking for, sweetheart? You looking to get fucked in this tight little virgin cunny of yours?”

“I…no…I…I’m waiting until I’m married…” Sara wanted to say the right thing, but at that moment all that meant is she didn’t want to say something that would make her mom pull her finger out. She wanted to touch her stiff clit so badly, but she didn’t dare.

“I know what you were after.” Her mom’s thumb found Sara’s clit and played back and forth across it. She wanted to grab her mom in a bear hug and cry out to express the satisfaction that simple touch was delivering in what should have been the most awkward moment of her life. “You were going to seduce your poor, stupid daddy here into sticking that no good, baby-fucking cock of his in this virgin cunt of yours. That way you could go away to school and fuck all the college cocks you wanted like the little whore you really are. Ain’t that right?” Her thumb pressed cruelly against the hard stalk of Sara’s erect clit, eliciting a squeak of pain mixed with delight.

“No…no, Momma, I promise…I just…I only needed to suck it for a second…that’s…that’s all…mmmm…”

“And there was that other thing, right, ‘Sota? Remember what you told me about the other picture you needed for that fool scavenger hunt of yours?” Sara didn’t know what he wanted her to say, but he wiped the sweat off his upper lip and looked at his wife with all seriousness. “Sounds to me like them sorority gals are a real gaggle of freaks. I guess some is lesbianish, ‘cause they also want a picture of Sara here with her face buried in some other woman’s muff. Ain’t that right, ‘Sota?”

Sara couldn’t figure out what he was doing, but she played along and nodded in confirmation.

“Well, this is what I was thinkin’,” her daddy went on. “If she could get a picture of her sucking a pecker from me instead of some strange fella, then it only made sense to me that you could help her with the other picture that she has to get.”

Her mother looked at him for a long time, trying to see if his face gave away the lie. She turned to Sara, her finger now still just inside her wet opening. “That so?”

“Y…yes. I’ve never done anything with a girl before, never even thought of it, but I was going to ask one of my friends…”

“And what do you think of what your daddy just said?”

“Um…well, if you’re willing to help me, Momma, it…it would solve all my problems. I might just make a fool of myself asking my friends to let me do that on them.”

“But you got no problem puttin’ your mouth down there on your momma’s big, fat cunt just to get into this college girls club of yours?”

“It’s more than just a club,” her daddy piped up. “They do networking and help each other out with jobs and such down the road.”

“I’ll help you get your picture, girl, but I get something in return.”

“W…What’s that?” Sara knew there was a chance her plan to trick her father into letting her suck his cock could go wrong in a dozen different ways, but this wasn’t one of the ways she’d figured on.

“You get down there between my legs, shove your pretty little face in my hairy puss, get your precious picture, and then after getting me all worked up I’m gonna need you to give me some proper head.”

“Head?”

“Hell, your daddy can’t eat pussy worth a lick of spit. Can’t hardly remember the last time I got me some good head. Yes, my girl, you’re gonna give me head. Suck my clitty, tongue my dirty fuck hole, even slip a finger up my ass if that’s what it takes. If’n you can suck your daddy off, then you can sure as shit suck off your momma’s cunt.” Her finger began slowly rotating just inside Sara’s tight little pussy. At the same time, her mother brushed her fully elongated nipple against one of Sara’s pale nubs. All that was almost overwhelming enough on its own, but the added sight of her father’s cock pushing and drooling a long string of fresh pre-cum made up her mind.

“Okay, I’ll do it, as long as daddy is the one to take the picture.”

Her mom handed the phone back to her dad. She slowly drew her finger out of Sara’s hole. Holding up her hand, Sara could see her mom’s middle finger was wet to just the first knuckle. Her mom put that finger in her mouth and sucked. Sara had tasted herself before, one of her guiltiest of pleasures. She’d never thought about tasting another woman, but suddenly all she wanted was to lap up her mom’s cunt juices. Her mom leaned in and kissed her on the lips for the first time ever.

“Shall we get into something more comfortable…” her mom purred, “like a bed?”

Sara’s dad took a quick picture of his fully nude daughter before following his half-nude wife into the house, his unflagging erection bobbed in front of him as he went. Sara quickly rubbed her pussy, tasted herself on her fingers, then nervously followed her parents to their bedroom.

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10 thoughts on “Scavenger Cunt 3

  1. Holy mother of all fucking sex. This little twist just caused a throbbing in more than ‘Sota’s daddy’s cock. So looking forward to Chapter 4.

  2. Thanks Rachel it’s been worth the wait! As always a nice twist. Looking forward to see where the story goes.

  3. Hello Rachael! I love you Scavenger Cunt series! Fathers should never abuse their daughter, so being tricked, as Sara does, might be a wet dream for many fathers: telling themselves they are not guilty

  4. Have been enjoying this series very much! I love how the tables have turned from a curious girl wanting to taste her daddy to know this perversion hehe

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