I had returned earlier than expected from my trip, so I had climbed to the attic to paint some figurines as I sometimes did. I had become so engrossed to my orc army that I hadn’t realized how much time had passed. The storage room underneath connected my room to Josie’s, and I noticed the lights were on in her room. That was a bit weird, since she was supposed to be at her friend’s place too. The door was ajar, so I peeked into her room. I wouldn’t normally have done so without knocking, but since she wasn’t supposed to be home, I worried about burglars.

I frowned as I realized a strange scene was going on in Josie’s bedroom, and thought how lucky I was that I had learned to come down from the attic silently and without making noise since she had complained me waking her up when I had been painting all night.

Josie was on her knees, and my attention was first drawn to her cute naked ass, but it was impossible to not notice how her head was bouncing. She was a scruffy-haired tomboy and I certainly wouldn’t have expected her to be this much of a daddy’s girl. She was eighteen, so I guess she was young and eager despite me seeing her as a sweet and innocent little thing. I’d have expected her thing to be, you know, boys. Not dad.

At one point her phone beeped on the floor beside her, so she raised her head and turned to the side to switch it off. I’m not going to lie, it was awesome to see Josie’s breasts naked for the first time. They were pretty and amazingly well rounded for such a little waif, and the nipples were standing nervously.

I wanted to see more, and I noticed the door to the corridor opposite this one was similarly ajar, probably on purpose so they would have heard me coming home. Too bad they hadn’t anticipated this turn of events. I very silently sneaked to my own room and then into the corridor so I could see the events from this angle. Luckily the door was towards the side from them and both Josie and dad had their attention directed towards each other, so they didn’t notice me.

I had a better view of my sister’s amazing tits from here and I got to glance between her legs too. So cute.

It seemed to take forever, and from just a little frown on Josie’s brow I could see she was starting to get desperate. Dad occasionally groaned and shifted his legs a little. His hand lay his hand on Josie’s shoulder, making sure she would keep going as long as it would take.

“Remember that girls have to swallow it,” dad said. I didn’t hear any kind of an answer from her, but she stopped for a moment. She looked like she didn’t want to go on, but dad roughly caressed her shoulder and after a while her scruffy head started bobbing again.

Josie’s eyes were closed and her pouty lips were sucking and moving. Her fingers were patiently stroking dad’s heavy and hairy balls. I barely had the time to notice how they started throbbing until she suddenly exclaimed: “M-m!” and her eyes blinked wide open. After all that sucking, fondling and stroking she must have finally gotten dad to squirt in her mouth for the first time.

I had never seen a girl actually swallow, but Josie did it. Dad was grunting and groaning audibly as powerful twitches went through his thighs and his hips were making twisting motions. Josie was staring emotionlessly, and I had to wonder what was going through her mind as dad was ejaculating into her mouth. Unless dad’s orgasm and the indigestion of his gross baby-making slime were the fulfillment of her dreams, I doubted this was as good for her as she had hoped from her first romantic encounter.

Dad ruffled her hair a bit before he left, which I managed to see from the other direction after sneaking back to my own room, but apart from that he seemed to think Josie had received all the affection she needed. Seeing her sad expression as she got up, I could only disagree. The only question was how I could get Josie to understand she deserved better, especially if she really had a serious crush on dad.

Right now I had to figure out a way to pretend I hadn’t been home, though. I knew how to climb out of the window, and made sure to make plenty of noise when I entered again through the front door. Dad just waved a hand at me, and I didn’t see Josie at all, but she must have heard the door and me climbing up the stairs less stealthily than usual.

I caught Josie alone some days later when she was reading one of her fairy books. I wasn’t sure how to approach her, and whether to tell her I had seen her first time with dad and how it had been.

She was eighteen, I was nineteen, and we had always been close, so I started in a natural teasing tone which we often reserved for each other: “You’re never going to lose your virginity in fairyland.”

Josie rolled her eyes in a way which wasn’t meant to be adorable but was, and said: “As if I didn’t have more experience than you, Mr. Computer Game Wizard…”

“Oh, I know you do,” I said in a meaningful tone which made her frown.

“What the hell are you talking about, pencil dick?” she squinted and queried, but she was not sounding quite as nasty as she attempted to.

“Someone’s first sexual experience with their own dad, that’s all,” I said, but I tried to sound as sensible as I could under the circumstances.

Josie immediately blushed deep red and quickly said: “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” She equally hastily attempted to correct herself: “I meant ‘who’! I bet it’s that slut Lilly, she’d do anyone…!”

“Come on now, Josie,” I now spoke in a friendly and compassionate tone after the ice had been broken. “I was home.”

Josie’s dark eyes widened and she looked even redder. “What the hell is it to you anyway?”

I shrugged and tried to explain myself as well as I could: “I don’t really care who you want to do it with, even if it’s dad…”

“So shut the fuck up then,” Josie said and tossed her head angrily.

“Listen… I just think you deserve someone better,” I said, wanting desperately to touch her.

“Like who?” Josie wondered, sounding genuinely confounded until I kissed her. It took a while, but after I pulled away she moved closer and kissed me back.

I took her hand into my own and said: “Come on, sis. We’ve always been good for each other. Tell dad to go screw himself. I can love you, I always have.”

A few weeks later we were finally alone at home. Dad luckily was on a business trip. Josie made the advance, like I had wanted her to. I certainly didn’t want to force her into anything. She came to my room as I was playing World of Warcraft. She sat down on my bed, and said: “Come here, Johnny.”

I did, sat next to her, and we kissed. We took it slowly, cuddling and caressing until we finally started undressing each other. When I felt Josie’s bra latch open in my hands, we both knew we were going all the way.

When she pulled my underwear away, Josie bit her lip adorably and said with her eyes wide: “Forget I ever called you a pencil-dick, ok?”

Josie was on my bed, and she was naked. Her tits were amazing, her skin smooth and tan, and her hair as scruffy as always. Blush had already risen to her cheeks as she opened her legs for me.

She was tight, warm and shivering. My hands were on her breasts, constantly attentive, fondling and caressing, fingers rubbing her standing nipples.

“Oh God, I love you,” I screamed and then bombed her virginal womb with long, powerful spurts of squirmy sperm cells which knew what their mission there was. Josie kept whimpering constantly, and her hips were moving together with mine, desiring the ultimate fulfilment of conception just as much as I did. I fired more with every precious thrust until nothing was left and we prayed together with our moans that it would be enough.

We slept holding hands, and in the morning Josie was riding me, tits bouncing.

“Dad’s coming home soon,” I moaned, holding onto her twisting hips and trying to last as long as I could.

“And I want to come before that, so shut up and fuck!” she said as well as she could from her heavy breathing.

She was so warm she felt like she was burning, and her hips started doing entirely new things until I couldn’t take it any longer. She threw her head back and screamed: “Ah! Ah! Ah!” as I fired into her so hard my toes curled.

Dad had come home almost immediately when Josie had gone to take a shower. It was obvious this couldn’t last, even if it was good for now. Luckily we were old enough to live on our own, as long as we started taking our jobs more seriously. I wiped hot sweat off my face and knew I could do it, now that I had the proper motivation for it. For once I knew what future would hold for me, and I liked it.

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