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  DP Threesome with Her Brother (Daddy Approves Incest Sleep Sex)

  Family Loves Sleep Sex

  DeeDee Zee

  DP Threesome with Her Brother (Daddy Approves Incest Sleep Sex)

  Family Loves Sleep Sex

  Copyright © 2018 by DeeDee Zee

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  First Edition: August 2018

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  This title is a work of FICTION. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locale or organizations is entirely coincidental.

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  All characters depicted in this title are 18 years of age or older.

  Contents

  Preface

  Foreword

  DP Threesome with Her Brother (Daddy Approves Incest Sleep Sex)

  Afterword

  Family Loves Sleep Sex Series

  Also by DeeDee Zee

  About the Author

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  Lisa and Daddy enjoy an incestuous relationship. They usually wait for everyone to go to bed before they indulge their desires on the living room couch. But tonight, Lisa’s older brother has fallen asleep in the living room, putting a damper on her and Daddy’s fun. Except Daddy sees it as an opportunity to have a her older brother join the fun, even if he is still asleep.

  This FICTION short is for ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY and is intended for MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). It contains father-daughter and brother-sister incest sex, dubious consent, sleep sex, masturbation, double penetration, oral sex, anal sex, and bareback creampie.

  DP Threesome with Her Brother (Daddy Approves Incest Sleep Sex)

  Sitting on the couch and leaning against Daddy’s arm with my head on his shoulder, my feet tucked up beside me, and a blanket covering us both, we simply appeared close and comfortable. A father and his eighteen-year-old daughter cuddled up, enjoying a family bonding moment.

  We were bonding all right. The blanket masked the fact that Daddy had his hand down the front of my sweatpants with two of his thick, rough fingers sliding in and out of my drenched pussy.

  Yup, we had that kind of relationship.

  The night after my eighteenth birthday, Daddy had caught me masturbating nude on the couch with a double-penetration vibrator. Everyone should have been asleep, leaving the living room to me so I could have some naughty on-the-sly fun.

  I’d done it many times before without ever being caught, but that night, Daddy had woken up and wanted something to drink. I’d been too into my pleasure and fighting against the need to moan to notice him standing there staring at me. When I finally had noticed, I didn’t stop, getting hotter from his intent stare.

  Right here on this very couch, I had toyed myself to orgasm multiple times while my father watched me. He’d popped an erection that peeked out of the waistband of his boxers. Just seeing that impressive piece of man meat had gotten me super wet instead of disgusting me as it should.

  He was my father, but I hadn’t cared. I’d pulled out my toy, held my pussy open, and said in a cutesy voice, “Play with me, Daddy.”

  And he had. He’d played with me lots and lots that night, stuffing his beautiful cock into my pussy, into my mouth, and into my ass. I’d gone to bed dripping his cum and sated into exhaustion. The next morning, Daddy had carried on as usual, acting no different and treating me the way he usually did.

  I’d thought he wanted to forget the whole thing, pretend it hadn’t happened, and write it off as a one-time incident. Then that night, after everyone had gone to bed, he’d come to my room for another round. We’d been fucking regularly ever since. Usually after Mom and my older brother Jeff—two years older and attending college from home—had gone to bed so they wouldn’t catch on.

  But sometimes, Daddy liked to be naughty. Like now. He pressed a fatherly kiss to my forehead as he pushed his fingers deeper into my pussy and wiggling them quickly, making me gasp in delight before I could catch the sound.

  I faked a yawn when Mom looked at me and used the excuse of getting comfortable to scoot closer to Daddy’s side with one knee resting on his thigh and the other raised.

  Just a position to get more comfortable, Mom. Return to watching TV and totally miss the fact that your husband is finger-fucking your daughter right under your nose.

  Mom focused on the TV once more, and I focused on trying not to come… loudly. This orgasm would happen. I couldn’t stop it, not when Daddy was touching me like this while there were witnesses nearby. It just needed to happen quietly.

  Daddy pumped his fingers faster while rubbing the butt of his hand against my clit. The combined stimulation made me come.

  I held my breath and closed my eyes, forcing my face to appear calm and relaxed while under the blanket my hips trembled as I squirted with my orgasm. Keeping my eyes closed, I focused on maintaining my breathing at a calm pace.

  “If you’re sleepy, Lisa, go to bed,” Mom said.

  I opened my eyes and hoped they didn’t show my arousal. “Just resting my eyes, Mom.”

  “Don’t fall asleep on the couch.”

  “I won’t.”

  She harrumphed and turned her attention back to the TV.

  Nag!

  Who cared if I fell asleep on the couch? It would be Daddy’s problem, not hers. And Daddy wouldn’t be upset in the least if I slept against him. It wouldn’t be the first time.

  When Mom had rushed off to take care of her sister after a car accident a few weeks ago, staying gone for several days, I’d taken her place in bed with Daddy. Every night after my older brother had gone to sleep, I’d sneaked into the master bedroom and fucked Daddy all night long before falling asleep in his arms.

  Heaven.

  Every day I prayed Mom would have a sudden business trip or an urge to visit her parents to take her out of the house so Daddy and I could fuck on their bed again. But, it didn’t happen, so we waited until everyone went to sleep and then fucked in the living room.

  Mom left first, yawning a goodnight as she trudged out of the room.

  Jeff wasn’t as accommodating. He sat in the wide recliner, repeatedly nodding off only to wake up again, act like he hadn’t fallen asleep, and then stare at the TV intently for a few minutes before repeating.

  Why didn’t he just go to bed?!

  I nudged Daddy’s side and jerked my chin to Jeff, wanting Daddy to tell Jeff to go to bed, like Mom had done with me earlier.

  Daddy ignored my signal and pulled my hand over to his erection, guiding me to jerk him off.

  I didn’t mind doing it. I loved feeling Daddy’s cock, but I would rather feel it in my mouth. Until Jeff went away, my hand had to do.

  But Jeff didn’t leave. He nodded off again and snored softly.

  “Jeff—”

  “Shhhh.” Daddy pressed a finger to my lips and shook his head. “Let him sleep,” he whispered.

  “But, Daddy—” I gasped with a squeak as he pinched my clit.

  “Hush.” He dropped a kiss on my nose and then aimed his lips lower, kissing my lips and slipping me tongue.

  I let out a soft purr as I caressed my tongue over his.

  Daddy p
ulled his fingers from my pussy and reached under my loose T-shirt, cupping my right tit and squeezing my nipple between two slippery fingers.

  “Mmm.” I wiggled sideways onto his lap, having to lean back with my neck at an uncomfortable angle to maintain our kiss.

  Daddy tugged at the waistband of my sweatpants with his left hand. “Are you wearing it?” He referred to the anal plug he’d gotten today, surprising me with the present and insisting I wear it to dinner.

  “Yes, Daddy.”

  He scooped his left hand under my ass and between my cheeks, pressing his fingers against the jewel-based plug. Then he tugged on it, trying to pull it free, except I clenched to keep it where it was, which was hard because of the super slick lube I’d used.

  “Daddy,” I said in an urgent whisper while shooting a look in Jeff’s direction.

  My older brother was still asleep, oblivious to the incestuous act happening a few feet away from him.

  “He’s out. Ignore him.”

  “But—”

  “No, buts, young lady. Now gimme this plug so I can fuck your ass.”

  I giggled softly and relaxed enough to let my father pull the anal plug free. Then I pushed at my waistband and shimmied my sweatpants down to my upper thighs. I couldn’t take them off completely in case Jeff woke up, and I had to get up. Easier to pull up my loose sweatpants and say they slipped than explain why I was no longer wearing them.

  Daddy ignored my older brother as he cupped my ass and lifted me up to position his tip against my rim. With a soft chuckle, he lowered me onto his stiff member.

  I allowed myself a soft coo of pleasure as my puckered hole opened up for his intimate intrusion. Every time Daddy slid into me was the best. It didn’t matter which orifice he chose, so long as he was inside me.

  He settled me in his lap, buried to his base in my asshole, and then cupped my tits, which filled his big hands. Near my ear, he whispered, “Move for me, darling.”

  I wiggled side to side to get my feet under me and then bounced. Slowly at first, adjusting for the give of the couch. Once I had my rhythm, I reached back and pulled Daddy’s head close to mine for another tongue kiss while I rubbed my clit with my free hand.

  We were fucking in front of my sleeping older brother!

  Jeff was right there, and he could wake up any minute. Any second.

  My pussy drooled just thinking about.

  I keened softly as Daddy pinched and tugged my nipples, getting me hotter as I took his delicious cock over and over into my trench.

  An interrupted snore from Jeff made me pause. I pulled away from my kiss with Daddy and stared at my brother, waiting for what he would do next.

  A tense minute passed before he resumed snoring, and I let out a sigh of relief.

  The blanket still covered Daddy and me, hiding our deviant activity. And it wasn’t at all odd to see me sitting on Daddy’s lap. Even before we’d started having sex, I’d been an unapologetic Daddy’s girl, sitting on his lap and demanding hugs. My constant need for Daddy’s attention was the reason no one had noticed the change in our father-daughter relationship.

  I’d always loved Daddy like a woman instead of a daughter and just hadn’t noticed until the night he caught me masturbating. Thankfully, he loved me like a woman too, which was how I could enjoy his pulsing cock in my asshole.

  Daddy bucked beneath me and gave my nipples a hard pinch. “Go on, darling. He’s out.”

  I snaked my body with a happy purr, stirring myself on his erection before resuming my sensual bouncing. Just as I was about to come, Daddy pulled the blanket to the side and yanked my T-shirt up to my neck before squeezing my tits. My surprise at being exposed didn’t stop my orgasm. In fact, it made it more acute.

  I yipped and squirted as I came, wetting the carpet while staring hard at my older brother and hoping he didn’t wake.

  He continued sleeping oblivious to Daddy filling my asshole full of his hot spunk.

  Daddy groaned a contented sigh and kissed my neck.

  Meanwhile my heart thundered in my chest at the chance he was taking. It was one thing to hide under the blanket and do this. But the blanket was now on the floor, too far away to grab, and my T-shirt was bunched at my neck so my bare tits were exposed.

  If Jeff woke up this second, there would be no way to explain this situation that would be believable.

  “Daddy!” I whisper-yelled.

  He let out a wolfish-chuckle and bucked beneath me. “You know you love it.”

  I wanted to argue but my moan of pleasure—louder than I’d intended it to be—cut off my protests.

  Daddy knew me so well. An audience, even a sleeping one, always made me hotter.

  Soon, I stopped caring that Jeff was still in the living room with us. I moaned and keened and giggled without trying to muffle the sounds, actually making them loud because Mom couldn’t hear back in the master bedroom with her wave machine on, and Jeff was out. Like, out-out.

  He must have had a tiring day of classes to be sleeping this hard.

  “Oh ho. Look at that.” Daddy jostled me and pointed to Jeff.

  I followed the path of his finger then giggled.

  Jeff was hard. The bulge in his jeans was obvious. He must have gotten hard listening to me.

  “Poor baby,” I crooned as I wiggled my hips. “That has to be uncomfortable.”

  “It sure is. Let’s help him out.”

  “What?!”

  Daddy cupped my ass and stood with me cradled in front of him.

  “Daddy!” I wiggled to get down, but Daddy held me, banding his arms across my thighs so I was stuck. “What are you doing?”

  “Giving the boy a thrill. Now shut it before you wake him up.”

  “But—”

  “Don’t tell me you don’t want to fuck your brother. I’ve seen the way you look at him.”

  I blushed and pouted, not having realized Daddy had seen me eyeing Jeff and wondering how his cock compared to my father’s. The same? Bigger? My heart rate sped up because I was about to find out.

  Daddy put me on my feet, pulling out of my asshole, and tugged on my sweatpants. “Take these off. They’re in the way.”

  I didn’t argue, just did as he said, slipping the sweatpants off and then kicking them aside. I also pulled off my T-shirt. Standing naked in front of my brother made my nipples tingle with excitement.

  Not waiting for Daddy to tell me, I went to Jeff and unzipped his pants. He didn’t wake as I tugged his jeans down his hips, and I wasn’t gentle about it, not that I could have been, almost daring him to wake up.

  He just continued snoring.

  I licked my lips as I parted the opening of his boxers and guided his stiff cock into the open. Then I was gasping in delight.

  My older brother’s piece was just as pretty and impressive as Daddy’s. Maybe a little thicker, but not by much. They could be twins.

  “That’s my boy,” Daddy said over my shoulder.

  I’d almost forgotten he was there.

  He patted my ass. “Don’t just admire it, darling. Get on.”

  Giggling at the naughtiness of it, I climbed onto my older brother’s lap and pushed my tits against his chest.

  He didn’t wake. His breathing didn’t even change.

  I grasped his thick, hard meat and lowered my drenched pussy onto it, cooing in his face at how good he felt penetrating me.

  Jeff continued to sleep, though a slight smile curved his lips now.

  Daddy got close to my back and nudged his cock into my asshole.

  I was double stuffed and seconds from an orgasm. “Oh God, Daddy,” I said in a breathy voice.

  “I know. You are so fucking tight right now, darling. I love it.” Daddy pressed a kiss to the back of my neck and then pushed me closer to my older brother. With his hands on my hips, Daddy eased back and then slid into my trench again.

  I hummed a delighted purr and hugged Jeff’s shoulders, putting my face so close to his our lips almost touched. M
y pussy pulsed around his stiff cock as Daddy fucked my asshole.

  Still Jeff remained asleep. Poor baby must really be tired.

  Not that I cared. If I did, I wouldn’t be on his cock, ready to come any second. I even swirled my hips to get me to the sensation faster and then came with a happy moan, pressing a kiss to Jeff’s soft lips.

  Daddy grabbed Jeff’s legs and pulled him closer to the edge of the recliner cushion. “That’s better. Here we go, darling.”

  “Fuck me, Daddy,” I said against Jeff’s lips, still surprised he was sleeping through this.

  Daddy grunted as he stroked into my asshole over and over. “Goddamn, I love your ass, darling.”

  “I love you in my ass, Daddy. Fuck it.” I rocked back to meet his thrusts, sliding my pussy on Jeff’s cock.

  This decadent father-daughter-son moment was about to send me over the edge of another orgasm when hot cum flooded my unprotected pussy. At the same time, Jeff startled awake and blinked at me. “Huh? Lisa? Wha…?” His eyes got big as sleep let him go and realization kicked in. Inside me, his cock twitched.

  Instead of waiting for him to freak out, I kissed him—complete with tongue—and hugged his shoulders tight as I came on his stiff piece while Daddy fucked a load into my trench.

  My older brother stayed stunned for all of two seconds before he was kissing me back with one hand on the back of my head, pressing me closer. He bucked beneath me, making me squeak as he hit my cervix. Then he did it again and again.

  Daddy backed out of my hole, leaving me gaped and dripping his cum. Leaving me to Jeff, who sped up his thrusts so our skin clapped.

  He gripped my ass with both hands and dug his fingers into my skin, urging me to meet his thrusts so we slammed together.

  We broke away from our kiss at the same time and moaned together.