After my fuck session with Justine, I came home to find my wife, son and daughter sitting in the living room and the room was an eerie silent. My first instinct was, oh god they found out about my fetishes, but I braced myself and walked into the room. When I did that, they all looked at me, and my wife looked like she was...crying?

“What’s going on?” I was afraid to ask. My wife cleared her throat.

“Sarah here has something to tell you,” she stated, nodding towards my also-crying daughter.

“Honey? What’s up?”

“I think...I’m a lesbian...”

There was an uncomfortable silent and I realized they were all waiting for me to say something. But instead I didn’t. What were you supposed to say when your only daughter says that to you? Being as sick as me, I was turned on by the thought but...this is my daughter we’re talking about. So I didn’t know whether to be aroused or extremely angry with her.

“See? I told you he’ll react like that!” Jonah, my 10 year old son, who doesn’t realized the seriousness of the situation told his mother, who gave him 5 bucks and he ran off.

“Well, that got rid the little monster,” Sarah muttered and my wife and I stared at her some more. “So Dad? What do you think?”

“Well...I don’t know what to think...” I choked and scratched the back of my head. And that’s where our conversation stopped. We all kept silent, and soon enough, my daughter went to her room and didn’t speak to us at all for the rest of the day.

Later, while sitting in bed with my wife, I heard my wife sighed while reading her book.

“What’s wrong now?”

“I don’t know what to do about Sarah, I mean, how she can do this to us?” she says. My wife is kind of narrow minded and old-fashioned.

“Well, we’re just going to have to accept it,” I said, feeling a bit pissed at my wife for even bitching about our own daughter.

“I just wish that she could sort this all out, have her fuck some girl and get it over with. I don’t even think she’s a true lesbian. I mean, she’s always a sort of a girly-girl,” my wife told me. I rolled my eyes.

“Come on, not all lesbians wear overalls and do men jobs, you are too old-fashioned,” I scrunched up my eyebrows in annoyance and turned off my light to go to bed. Pretty soon, she was doing the same thing. As I replay my fuck session with Justine, a sudden and fabulous thought came to my mind.

The next day was Tuesday and for the very first period, I had Justine’s class. And as she walked in, now a tiny bit late than usual, and hidden behind all her girly friends. Unlucky for her that day, Gary had came in early and sat right at the front seat, just opposite my desk. Justine gave Gary a panicking look, but he misinterpreted it, dragging her towards the empty seat next to him.

“What’s wrong, Jus? I thought you like sitting at the front,” Gary says, expecting an answer, but Justine shook her head, not willing to give it. All lesson, she was more distracted than usual, and would look away every now and then when I either looked right at her or look in her direction. Finally, after 20 minutes into the lesson, I put my plan into action.

“Justine Napier!” I roared and she jumped in her seat, dropping the history book she was opening. “I know you were talking! See me after class!”

Justine looked incredibly red in the face and everybody around her started whispering nonstop. I heard several handfuls of ‘Justine? I don’t believe it!’, ‘I didn’t hear her talk,’ and finally ‘she never got into trouble with Mr. Greene, ever’. I know it was a cheap shot, but it was the only way to catch her alone. When the period was over, Justine walked up to my desk but Gary waited. Knowing where this would lead to, Justine gulped and told Gary to ahead and she’ll meet with him after Recess (they both have free periods after my history lesson). Gary reluctantly agreed and head off. After he was gone, my daughter (who is in the same year as Justine and goes to the same school) walks in.

“Hey Dad, I got Maths right after, what’s so important?” Sarah put her hand on her hips. Sarah took after my wife, blonde and blue-eyed. She was tall and slim with broad shoulders. Anyone who knows her would states that she has a body like a man. Now I’m going to try and be descriptive as possible about her ‘secondary characteristics’ since she’s my daughter. Since I have raised her all my life, I know that Sarah has the tightest ass ever, since she’s in the Girls Hockey team and exercises a lot. As for tits, she has rockmelons for tits I guess, and boys often gawks at them whenever she’s exercising. How do I know this? My daughter tells me everything. Wow, now I should’ve realized that she’s a lesbian a long time ago...

Anyway, I smiled at my daughter and beckoned for her to come closer. I cleared my throat, “You’re excused for today, I already talked to Mr. Teller that you’re going to have to do something for me.” Hearing that, Justine’s eyes grew round, while my daughter’s eyebrows rose. “Well, yesterday your Mother and I came to a thought. Maybe you need to sort out your sexuality.” I hinted and Sarah’s mouth turned into a smile as she looked at Justine.

“Dad...you’re kidding right, she’s the all-time honour roll student...I get to seriously fuck her?” Sarah asked in disbelief, amused in her tone. I shrugged, trying to avoid answering so I won’t have to sound sick.

“Come on, Sarah, give me an answer, I’m giving you a free gift here, no catch,” I placed a hand on Justine’s shoulder and she flinched.

“She’s Gary’s girlfriend though!”

“So?”

Sarah hesitated and checked Justine out. Justine was shaking by the minute, her horniness from yesterday all gone. Finally, Sarah let out a ‘hmm’ and leaned over to the door and locked it. I let go off Justine, and as if we’ve been rehearsing this for a while, walked over to the blinds and pulled to shut them. The room became very nice and dim, and when I turned around. Sarah has already started cornering Justine. Sarah grabbed her arm and threw her down on my desk. Justine was cowering and was trying to keep Sarah’s hands off her privates, then it occurred to me that Justine gets stupid while she’s scared, I mean, she could’ve easily called for help but didn’t. I was having a feeling that Justine didn’t call because she actually secretly wanted it. After a while, Sarah finally had enough of Justine flinching. Sarah slapped Justine across the face and while she was trying to get over the shock and pain. Sarah took off her skirt, and shoved her pink lacy underwear right into Justine’s mouth. As Justine could easily spit it out, Sarah leaned over and grabbed a roll of duct tape from my bag. When she did, she also pulled out what looked like a strap-on from my bag. With a wink, she laughed.

As she putting a bit of duct tape over Justine’s mouth, Sarah said to me, “Dad, you planned this didn’t you?”

“What if I did?”

“You can wank off if you want. And anyway, this isn’t really incest. I’m like a guy, right? So this is just some porn you see on the internet,” Sarah said to me, nodding towards the hard-on under my pants. Knowing it may look weird if I don’t do anything about it, I unzipped my pants and started jerking off. Sarah was now smoothing Justine’s body with her hands, fondly massaging her tits underneath her uniform. Sarah then started unbuttoning Justine’s shirt and then her own. Justine was wearing red today, and somehow it never occurred to her the sluttier she dresses, the more likely she’s going to get rape.

“Gosh, you little slut,” Sarah says as she feels Justine’s boobs under her dark red lacy bra. Justine blushed bright red but couldn’t say a thing, as she was gagged by Sarah’s panties and mouth covered by strip of duct tape. Sarah started fingering herself as she removed Justine’s skirt with one hand. Sarah slapped Justine on her cunt and Justine gave out a tiny squeal. “Jesus Christ, this is barely covering anything,” Sarah commented, putting her finger around the strip that was covering her cunt and pulled up, bringing a bit of Justine’s ass and cunt with her then she pulled off Justine’s g-string. Justine squealed again, half out of pain and pleasure. Sarah took her finger off her cunt and took off Justine’s bra, and then let out a gasp as Justine’s tits were released. Sarah was probably having the same thought as me when I fucked her yesterday, since Sarah’s hand moved down to Justine’s cunt, thinking it may be dry.

“Holy shit! The bitch’s cunt is like, full on wet. She really wants it, Dad, what do I do?” Sarah asked, fingering Justine’s cunt. Justine was now half crying and squealing under the duct tape, her hips sliding along Sarah’s finger, wanting to be fucked. If the decision was up to me to tell Sarah what to do, I would’ve told her to fuck off and fuck Justine myself as I was already quite close to cumming. But I didn’t, instead I smiled my sickest smiles.

“I think you know what to do,” I told Sarah, who shook in excitement. Sarah put on the strap-on, which was huge. Way bigger than mine, and since her virginity was taken just the day before, Justine obviously wasn’t physically ready, no matter how wet she is. Sarah slapped Justine’s cunt and leaned down.

“Turn so I can fuck you doggy, you bitch,” Sarah slapped her again. Justine, knowing better, turned so that her nice and round ass was hitched up and visible. Sarah slapped her ass and smiled at how it moved slightly. My daughter was more sadistic then I am, she leaned down to my bag like she was trying to find something. And she did. She took out a 9 inch dildo I had once used on my wife when our sex life was active, which was around a year ago. Sarah gave the dildo a lick and placed it at the entrance of Justine’s butt hole. Sarah spread some of Justine’s and hers cunt juice on her butthole, and then shoved the thick dildo right in. Only the tip went in but Justine was already in pain. She gave out a barely audible scream and tears started streaming down her cheeks. It was absolutely wonderful to see how much others are willing to work so hard for their future. Justine in general. Sarah shoved it in some more and Justine’s screams get louder and more urgent. Sarah didn’t waste any time. As soon as Justine’s screams die down a little bit. Sarah shoved the 12 inch strap on up Justine’s cunt and Justine gave out a loud moan. Justine was now gripping onto the edge of the table to keep her from falling down. As Sarah move in and out of Justine, the strap on began even more coated in her cunt juice. Sarah leaned over and pull off the strip that was covering Justine’s mouth. Justine gave out a loud yelp and Sarah also pull out her now-wet panties. Free, Justine was able to express herself.

“Oh God! Please...please...let...me...cum,” Justine moaned quietly, knowing that if anybody heard her, she wouldn’t be able to orgasm. Sarah was having the time of her life, as she was touching Justine all over her ass and feeling her round tits. They both were so dripping wet that Justine’s cunt juices were coating every bit of the strap-on, and Sarah’s juices were leaking down between her legs. Wanting to torture Justine even further, Sarah pulled out, causing Justine to get quite annoyed, turning around and giving Sarah an evil look. Sarah gave Justine a smack on the entrance of her butt, causing Justine to moan again.

“Turn to missionary, now,”

Justine obeyed, not arguing one bit. Sarah took off the dildo, and grabbed Justine’s hips. Justine then squirmed, possibly thinking that she didn’t expect this at all. Sarah forced Justine’s hips into the dildo and smacked her in the cunt again when Justine accidentally kicked Sarah on the shoulder. Now, Justine was lying on my desk, legs slightly pressed, arms on her stomach, and now looking like a shemale. Sarah climbed onto the desk and came down on the strap-on; hard. Sarah gave out a moan when she realized Justine’s juices are now mixed with her, and then started hopping up and down on the plastic cock like a professional porn star. Justine’s left hand was on Sarah’s hip, and the other finger-fucking her own cunt. Sarah was smacking and feeling Justine’s tits softly, and Justine was gasping at the sensation.

“Oh shit! That little fucker! I’m cumming!” Sarah complained in annoyance. Sarah wasn’t a squirter like Justine was, but a ton of her juices came down the strap on and all over Justine’s pelvis. Justine cum a second after Sarah, squirting her cum against the wall. Knowing I was about to cum myself, Sarah hopped off the dildo and grabbed my cock. She tightened her hand around it and I felt my cum very close to the very tip.

“Sarah, what are you doing?” I asked, alarmed.

“Just me, Dad,” after she had said that, I couldn’t contain no more and cum right at her face. Sarah walked over to Justine (who sat up).

“Lick me, bitch,”

Justine hesitated but obeyed, Sarah took advantage of the situation, sticking her tongue down Justine’s throat every now and then. When Justine was done, Sarah sat back on the table, kicking Justine off. Sarah spread open her beautiful legs, her moist pussy opening up like a little star.

“Do I even need to tell you what to do?” Sarah mocked her. Justine shook her head and slowly disappeared behind Sarah’s pussy. I put my cock back in my pants, but as I turn away, I heard Sarah and Justine moaning some more. Until I shut the door tight, did the moans cease away.

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