Cucked by my Father Ch. 01

"Nice walk?" she asked cheerily.

"Yes thanks, you been up to much?"

"Nah just chilling out."

"I hope dad hasn't been bothering you too much."

"Not at all, just been keeping each other company."

"Well can't sit here all day," said my dad before getting up.

I took his place on the sofa with Rachel draping her legs across my lap.

"So did you get far with the game?"

"Nah, I got stuck and turned it off just after you left."

"Oh right, hope you haven't been too bored without me."

"It's just me and mom at home remember, I'm used to being on my own," she said slightly defensively.

"Ok babe. Is there anything on TV?"

"Do you think your dad needs help with the dinner again?"

Before I could reply she left for the kitchen. I couldn't help but feel our conversation was a bit weird. Rachel seemed quite stilted, normally we can chat nonstop for hours. I figured she must be a bit mad at me for leaving her alone- I then realised I hadn't told her I'd be gone for so long so she was probably expecting me back much earlier. And if I had got back earlier, I would have been able to help her with the game. Yeah, that was it.

After dinner I went upstairs to help Rachel clear the part she was stuck on. Sitting on the bed together had me thinking back to yesterday night again.

"Do you want to have a bath?" I asked her

"I had a shower this morning."

"Yeah, but I mean a bath, with me."

"Oh right."

"I was thinking maybe it will help us chill out a bit before bed."

"Yeah sounds good to me."

I left the room to run the bath. This would solve all my problems- help relieve the sexual tension that had built up in me during the day and then I could fuck Rachel properly, no repeat of last night's embarrassment. I was sure I'd score brownie points with her too- couples always had baths together in romantic movies. I called to Rachel before undressing and getting in the bath. She came into the bathroom and did the same, sadly no little striptease for me this time. I had to admit they must've had damned big baths in those movies, because despite both me and Rachel being quite small humans, they was still barely enough space for us. We finally settled down to a somewhat comfy position facing each other. Rachel looked so fucking sexy, her face blushed from the heat and all wet from the steam. All I could do was stare.

"Haha what?" she giggled.

"You're so beautiful. I can't stop looking at you."

"You men are all the same. First your dad and now you..."

"What do you mean my dad!?" I blurted out in surprise.

"This morning, after my shower."

"Oh right yeah, haha."

"Woo-wee, what have we got here?"

I furrowed my brow wondering what she was talking about, then felt her toe on my balls before she slid her foot up the underside of my erect cock which was poking out of the water like some kind of fleshy lighthouse. She continued stroking my cock with her foot until my balls started to tighten. She then flashed me a cheeky grin and leant forward to start jacking me off. Before long my hips were bucking, splashing some of the bathwater onto the floor. I wanted to tell her to stop, that I didn't want to cum yet but it felt too good. I gritted my teeth and sent several ropes of cum raining down into the water below.

"Now the first one's out of the way we can have some proper fun tonight!"

I nodded, praying to god I'd be able to get hard again. We quickly exited the bath, eager to not get my cum stuck to ourselves, and taking a leaf out of Rachel's book we both ran naked to my bedroom- luckily this time my dad was still downstairs. She threw herself onto the bed giggling and spread her legs.

"Come on baby," she purred arching her finger towards me.

I climbed onto the bed and settled down between her thighs. Tonight I was adamant I would make Rachel cum, and I figured my tongue was probably the best way to do that. I started by kissing her inner thighs, still damp from the bath. Her skin felt so perfect and soft against my lips. I slowly kissed closer to her pussy which was now a bright shade of pink from her arousal. Understandably she smelt soapy from the bath, but through that cut the unmistakable scent of her sex. I filled my nostrils with it and slid my tongue into her hole, desperate to taste the source of her delicious scent. As soon as the first drop hit my tongue my tastebuds were alight and I couldn't help but moan. I licked her slit up and down, and was rewarded with yet more juice leaking from her. After thoroughly coating my tongue I turned my attentions to her clit which was now engorged and just begging for attention.

I ran my tongue round it slowly in circles which made Rachel's hips jump off the bed and caused her start gently moaning. As I tapped the underside of it with the tip of my tongue I slowly slid two fingers inside her which she greeted with a deep groan. I started fingering her whilst flicking her clit, building up her orgasm. I could feel her hips gyrating in rhythm telling me she was close. At that point I closed my lips around her clit and sucked whilst finger fucking her hard now. She grabbed 2 handfuls of my hair and shrieked as her back arched, cumming hard on my face.

When she finally caught her breath she released the death grip on my scalp and I kissed her hard, our tongues fiercely duelling against each other sharing the taste of her juices. She looked down expecting me to be hard, expecting me to fuck her to another even better orgasm but instead saw a disappointing semi hanging down.

She lay me back on the bed and took my cock into her mouth. Rachel always gave amazing blowjobs, but this wasn't one of her usual blowjobs. She wasn't taking her time and teasing me, driving me wild with her talented tongue. No, this was simply an attempt to get me as hard as possible as quickly as possible. She bobbed her head fast, desperate to get some blood flowing to my cock. She was getting visible frustrated at my penis, and frankly so was I. I was willing myself to get hard. Closing my eyes and imagining the sexiest things possible, every dirty little fantasy I'd ever had. Still no movement, then I felt my balls tightening. No this wasn't happening. I put my hand on her head trying to make her stop but it was too late. My almost limp dick pumped two measly drops of cum into her mouth and she withdrew, letting my flaccid member drop unceremoniously onto my stomach. She looked so disappointed.

"I-I'm so sorry," I said almost breaking down in tears.

"It's ok baby."

"No it's not."

"Relax baby. You still made me cum ok? And that was the best orgasm I've had in ages."

"But..."

"You're a great pussylicker baby and that's a fact. We have all the time in the world."

That night I had the same dream, only this time the teacher was my dad. Again, I woke up after cumming all over the desk. And again I woke up to no Rachel beside me. I checked the bathroom, nope she wasn't there. I walked downstairs still groggy and saw Rachel leaning back against the kitchen counter with a coffee in hand. She hadn't properly got dressed yet and was standing there in her PJ shorts and a vest, her nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric. More proof she wasn't used to men house I figured. My dad was sitting at the table chatting to her, not even bothering to hide his wandering eyes.

"Morning baby," I said.

I was met with silence as she carried on her conversation with my dad.

"Want some toast?" I asked.

"Yeah sure thing baby."

I sat there being ignored by them till the toaster finally popped up. As I handed the plate to her I whispered in her ear.

"Rachel, you're showing quite a lot..."

"God, anyone would think you guys had never seen a woman before. Chill out."

After finishing breakfast we went upstairs and she finally got dressed. Again I couldn't keep my eyes off her and could have sworn I saw some moisture glistening from her pussy just before she covered it up with her panties. We fired up the PlayStation again but Rachel seemed distracted.

"Are you ok baby?"

"Yeah, this game is just kinda boring now."

"We could put on something else. Call of Duty maybe?"

"Yeah sure."

Rachel wasn't into it at all. She would normally have a kill/death ratio of at least 3, but she was getting destroyed. I wasn't much better to be honest, my brain was too busy worrying about what was wrong with Rachel. Was she that pissed off after last night? Or maybe she was just bored. We'd done nothing for the past few days but play games. After another slaughter fest I turned it off.

"I think we just need a change of scenery. Maybe you can walk Fido with me?"

"Nah it's not really my thing. There's no way I'm picking up shit."

"Well I'll pick it up. It'll be good to get some fresh air I think?"

"You go if you want to, but I'd prefer to stay here."

"I don't want you feeling lonely baby."

"It's fine, just go out."

I shrugged my shoulders and left. After taking Fido for yet another marathon walk I finally got home, hoping that Rachel would be in better spirits. She was again in the lounge laying on the sofa, this time dad was in the armchair.

"Hi baby!" she shouted out enthusiastically.

"Um hi," I replied not sure how to react to her enthusiasm.

"Sorry I was down in the dumps earlier, I think that game was just getting to me. How about we watch a movie instead? When you were gone I pirated the latest Marvel film. It took a while to download but we should be good to go."

"Wow cool. Yeah sounds great!"

Rachel got up from the chair and walked slowly across the living room. I turned round to see what was taking her so long, I wanted to start watching the movie as soon as possible. I furrowed my brow- she was limping.

"Are you ok there baby? Did you hurt yourself?"

"Nah I'm ok, just got cramp from sitting around too much. Maybe I should've taken you up on that walk haha."

The movie was as amazing as expected and we spent the rest of the day in high spirits, Rachel having fully recovered from her mood this morning. I poured myself a few whiskies from the kitchen over the course of the evening, hoping that some alcohol in my system would allow me to fuck Rachel for a decent amount of time.

I sat on my bed waiting for Rachel to finish brushing her teeth. It was all going to plan- I was naked, fully hard with my senses suitably dulled to prevent any premature ejaculation. Rachel walked in the room and I was smiling, proudly showing off my erection to her.

"Oh sorry baby, can we give it a miss tonight?"

"Oh sure thing," I answered trying not to sound too disappointed.

"I'm sorry it's just that I'm super tired y'know. All this sitting around day after day really saps your energy. I can barely keep my eyes open as it is."

"That's ok, I understand."

"Thanks baby," Rachel said before turning her back and falling straight to sleep.

That night was nightmare free- obviously I was just as tired as Rachel since I didn't wake till midday, with her still asleep beside me. I prodded her awake and for the first time this week I was greeted by her smiling face in the morning- or in this case afternoon.

"Morning baby," she said with a croaky voice.

"Morning sleepyhead, want me to get you breakfast in bed?"

"Nah, I'd best get up."

She got out of bed and stretched her back, making a horrifying cracking sound. I expected her to get dressed, but like yesterday she went down for breakfast still dressed in her PJ shorts and vest. Her legs were still a little stiff, but that was probably from spending over 14 hours in bed.

"The dead rise!" exclaimed my dad sarcastically.

"Morning James," replied Rachel cheerily.

"I never thought you two were going to get up."

"Better late than never right?"

"Haha very true. Want some breakfast? Well, lunch I suppose."

"I'd love a bacon sandwich."

"One bacon sandwich coming right up m'lady!"

"Can I have one too please dad?" I asked after it became clear he wasn't going to himself.

"Oh yeah, sure thing buddy."

My dad handed the finished sandwich to Rachel and she gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Thank you so much James."

"Oh well it's my pleasure young lady."

The scent of the bacon made my stomach rumble loudly and I quickly wolfed it down, Rachel was very much the same and ended up with ketchup in the corners of her lips. She wiped it off with her with her finger before sucking it clean. For some reason my dad coughed in the background.

"After you finish that coffee you'd better take Fido for a walk. He's been looking like he's going to explode all morning."

"Oh right yeah ok."

Just before leaving I looked over to Rachel about to ask if she wanted to join me, but I knew what the answer would be. She was already sitting at the table and chatting animatedly with my dad. At least they were getting on well together, it must be nice for her to be in a peaceful house for a change. The weather outside was absolutely scorching. There was very little wind and you could see the heat haze rising off the roads. After barely 10 minutes Fido was already panting and I desperately searched for a river which hadn't dried up. No luck, even in the shade all the puddles were empty. The little guy was wheezing hard so I figured it best to take him straight home before he got sick. I opened the back gate and then I froze.

There through the kitchen window was Rachel, completely naked bent over the kitchen table. Behind her stood my dad pounding her pussy, his hands tightly holding her hips. I felt like I was going to puke. All the blood drained from my face and I was close to fainting. My jaw and hands began to shake and I struggled to breathe, all the time staring at them fucking. My fists tightened- that bastard was raping my girlfriend. The way he was holding her tightly, bending her over. She had no choice, there was no way she could overpower him. I knew deep down I was lying to myself. Rachel lifted my head and I ducked down, fearing she'd caught sight of me. That wasn't the case at all. Her neck bent backwards and her back arched as a massive orgasm shot through her body. Her face contorted in ecstasy and obviously screaming hard, despite me not being able to hear through the closed window. I'd never made her cum like that.

My dad was still fucking her however, unlike me he actually had control over his orgasms and as she shook and spasmed on his cock he never even slowed down, continually hammering her little pussy. Almost as soon as her first orgasm subsided a second, even stronger one ripped through her. Her legs began to shake beneath her and all of a sudden she squirted before falling limp on the tabletop. My mouth was dry in shock. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I never knew Rachel could squirt. I decided to make my escape now before I got caught.

I slowly walked out of the garden on shaky legs and quietly closed the gate behind me. After a few steps up the road my vision started to go black and I fell to my knees dry heaving. I stumbled to my feet again and walked to the nearest shop. I was clearly very dehydrated with the hot weather as well as the shock of seeing Rachel and my dad, and I'm sure Fido was also suffering. I bought 2 large bottles of water and downed one before giving the other to Fido. I knew I couldn't go home yet so decided to just find some shade and sit there until I was expected to be home originally.

My thoughts were erratic. I firstly fantasised about running into the kitchen, grabbing a knife and slitting my dad's throat before stabbing Rachel. No, that was horrible I could never do that. Despite them betraying me I loved them both. I sat just going over every scenario with myself.

'I should dump her. She cheated on me.'

'You can't do that.'

'Why not?'

'She's living with you remember. Even if you dump her she won't be able to move out.'

'Oh...'

'Imagine how that would be. Seeing Rachel every day after breaking up. You'd be alone as well. She wouldn't want to hang out with you after that, she'd hate you. And what about our dad? She'd probably end up becoming his girlfriend.'

'Ok ok I get it. Why would she do something like this?'

'It's obvious, isn't it? You haven't fucked her properly since she moved in. She's a young woman, she's probably more desperate for sex than you are.'

'But it's only been a few days...'

'Yeah but those few days feel like weeks when you're stuck in a house all the time. Our dad's there too. He's a man. She's a woman. It's only natural that if you're not satisfying her then she'll start thinking about other men and since our dad is the only other guy, he becomes the next candidate.'

'I can't believe it though. This has come out of nowhere...'

'Has it? Maybe you haven't noticed the signs. All the longing looks between them, the little smiles they give each other, all the private jokes they have. Face it, that chemistry has been building between them since day one.'

'Um I guess...'

'And do you really think that was the first time? Why do you think our dad asked you to take Fido for longer walks? Why do you think Rachel was really limping yesterday?'

'Oh god, I think I'm going to puke again.'

'Why? What's wrong with it?'

'What the hell do you mean?'

'Don't you want Rachel to be happy? And what about our dad? He's single remember, how do you think he feels about you getting to fuck Rachel every night whilst he's alone probably having to jack off to porn just to stay sane? It's lockdown, he can't just go out and find someone to hook up with like he usually does.'

'Fuck him, she's my girlfriend.'

With that I checked my watch, by the time I'd got back to my house I would've been out for 1 ½ hours. I tried to push all thoughts of what I'd seen out of my mind. I didn't want them to know that something was up. For now I just wanted to pretend like nothing ever happened- no fights, no confrontations. I went in through the front door this time, not wanting to be met with flashbacks of earlier.

"Hey I'm home!" I loudly announced my arrival, just in case they were still up to something.

"Hey baby! We're in here!" called Rachel from the lounge.

My stomach tightened again. What did she mean by that? Was he fucking her over the couch now? I shook my head; I couldn't start thinking like that otherwise I'd go crazy. I walked into the room half expecting them to be snuggled up on the couch together like lovers but that was not the case. They just looked normal. Dad on the couch, Rachel in the armchair. I closely examined them looking for a sign of guilt in their faces but there was nothing. Did I just imagine what I saw? Was it a hallucination due to sun stroke? Or maybe they were both just heartless psychopaths.

"Are you ok baby?" Rachel said, suddenly reminding me I was staring off into space.

"Oh um yeah. Just a little hot is all. It's roasting out there."

"You do look pretty red," added my dad, also sounding totally normal.

"Yeah I must've got burnt. I think I'm going to cold shower."

I gritted my teeth. Could I really trust leaving them together? Whilst I was in the shower she would probably take the opportunity to suck his cock. I bet he's much bigger than me. I bet she loves sliding his big fat cock into her mouth. Again, I shut off my thoughts- a cold shower was exactly what I needed.

I took off my sweat soaked clothes and threw them in the laundry basket. Just before I closed the lid, I spotted Rachel's vest and PJ shorts stuffed down the bottom. I don't know why but I reached in to take them out. The vest was normal, no rips, no sign of their sinful acts. As soon as I lifted the shorts I gasped. They were soaking wet, though not from her pussy juices. I examined them and they were literally dripping with my dad's thick cum. It totally saturated the fabric. Then something surprising happened- I noticed my cock was hard. Not just hard but aching and throbbing, at least half and inch longer than it would normally be. It was straining so hard it actually hurt. I wrapped my palm round my cock and beat myself into a frenzy. My hand pumping fast mimicking my dad's hard pounding of Rachel earlier that day. Images of her getting fucked flashed through my brain, my dad's hands roaming over her ass and her tight sexy body. Then I grunted and bent down, shooting several ropes of cum into the toilet before flushing away any evidence that I'd just got off thinking of my dad fucking my girlfriend.