Hello to the readers I am the commisioner and though it would be a good thing to address some comments on each new chapter. So first of please I would be greatfull if you leave your toughs and opinions of each chapter.

MaddyBunny10: Well it was mention in the Lilith story that video was going to be shown. Anyway thanks for reading and commenting I want to read people opinions of this stories.

J0nas Nagera: First I am happy you took the race play as it was intended a game.

Also I never though about the Loud Family as a cult but I see why do you think that. How ever the difference to me is that a real cult specially its leader is either a lier that want to have some game for him or herself at the expence of other or they are just insane. Lincoln trully and deply loves all in his family. Is just that the Loud Family is build dirently and they Love each other in very particular ways.

Any ways thanks a lot for your comments I am really interested in seeing what people think of this stories.

Guest: I didn't know about christian Naturism I guess it would fit Lyra. I will have that into consideration for a Lyra centric future chapter.

Thepervertedeye1: Don't worry I plan to have this continue for a long time as long as I am economically able at least. Also I would find it hot is someone does get pregnant but that would have to be for much later.

Summary: After Allie and Bed tell the family they are ready to engage in the Families more sensual activities, they go on a date with Lincoln to make sure their first time is loving and speciall. They invite Cleo so that all adoptive daugthers have a lovely father daugther day with Lincoln and a sexy night afterwards.

Allie stirred, her eyes fluttering open as the warm mid-summer sunshine streamed through her window. Blinking away the sleep, she yawned and stretched, feeling the softness of her blanket against her skin. She had always loved waking up early on Fridays, the anticipation of the weekend spreading a smile across her face.

As she sat up, her short blonde hair slightly tousled, she inhaled deeply, taking in the delicious scent of frying bacon that wafted through the air. The mouthwatering aroma sent her stomach rumbling, and she eagerly climbed out of bed, ready to start the day.

In the hallway, she heard the sounds of bustling activity. Allie's morning routine in their big, welcoming house was a blend of comfort and excitement. Each day brought a new adventure, and Allie couldn't be more grateful for the loving family she had found.

As the fragrant aroma of frying bacon filled the air, Allie's stomach rumbled with hunger. The breakfasts in their household were always a delight, a testament to the culinary skills of her moms. Luna was a talented musician with a passion for cooking, and her dishes always had a touch of creativity and love.

Sam, on the other hand, was a bit of a mystery to Allie. She worked from home, and while Allie didn't fully understand the nature of Sam's job, she knew that it involved computers and technology. Whispers around the house hinted at something more intriguing - that Sam had a SolelySimps account and streamed videos of herself engaging in nerdy pursuits in the nude. Allie wasn't entirely sure if it was true or just playful banter, but she did know that Sam contributed significantly to the family's financial stability.

And financial stability wasn't a concern here. The house they lived in was the largest on the block, a sprawling residence that housed three separate families. Alongside Allie, Luna, and Sam were Allie's adopted aunt Ronnie Anne and her daughter Renia, forming a tight-knit and boisterous household.

Additionally, Leni, another beloved adopted aunt, lived with her daughters, Liena and Bed, who, like Allie, had been adopted into the Loud family. The house was a melting pot of love, understanding, and shared experiences, with each member bringing their unique background and perspective to the mix.

Allie's own journey to this loving home had been a challenging one. After spending many months living on the streets, she had found herself in gutters and alleyways, struggling to survive in the cold and harsh environment of downtown. But her life changed when Luna and Sam opened their hearts and home to her, giving her a chance at a new beginning.

Bed's story was different but equally poignant. She had grown up in an orphanage in Asia, longing for the love and warmth of a family. When she was welcomed into the Loud household, she found a sense of belonging and understanding that she had never known before.

The bond between Allie and Bed was profound. They had both experienced the hardships of transitioning into a new life, and their shared experiences fostered a close friendship that felt like a sisterhood. They supported each other through the ups and downs, finding comfort in each other's presence and understanding.

In those early days of settling in, Allie had been unsure and uncomfortable, as anyone would be when taken into a home that was not their own. Bed's arrival brought a new level of comfort, helping Allie navigate the complexities of her new life.

The kindness and love shown by Luna, Sam, Ronnie Anne, Liena, and everyone else had made the transition smoother than Allie had anticipated. Luna, in particular, had a calming presence, a perfect blend of motherly care and big-sister fun. Sam was equally supportive and understanding, making Allie feel safe and valued.

Ronnie Anne, with her spirited nature, had always been eager to share her life experiences and knowledge with Allie. Renia, Allie's cousin and around the same age, was her partner in mischief, and together, they embarked on exciting escapades, exploring the town's hidden gems and creating cherished memories.

Leni's gentle and nurturing demeanor was a soothing presence, and she shared a special bond with Allie. The love for cooking was a shared passion between Leni and Allie, and Liena's culinary skills and mentorship had opened a world of baking and culinary delights for Allie. Together, they whipped up pies, cakes, and cookies that filled the house with warmth and the sweetest of scents.

As Allie approached the kitchen, the loving sight of Luna and Sam working together brought a smile to her face. The joy in their eyes when they saw her was heartwarming, filling her with an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the family she had found.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Luna greeted, her voice as melodious as her music, giving Allie a loving pat on the head.

"Morning, Mom," Allie replied, wrapping her arms around Luna in a tight embrace before moving over to Sam, who greeted her with a warm and tender hug.

When she was done greeting her mothers, Allie sat at the kitchen table, a big, long oak affair that had been neatly set for the morning meal. She dropped into a chair beside Bed. More than just adopted sisters, she and Bed were friends…maybe even best friends. They were nearly inseparable and did almost everything together. If you saw one, you could rest assured that the other one wasn't far behind. Their other sisters once came up with different "ship names" for them. Ballie was one. Ade (pronounced "Add") was another. Leia once said that the reason they didn't want to have sex with Dad is because they liked to have, and were too busy having, sex with each other.

That was meant in a jokey, light-hearted way, but it kind of made Allie feel bad. It gave her the impression that not sleeping with Dad made her something of an outsider, not a real part of the family. But that really wasn't the case. Everyone in her new adopted family loved and accepted her just as they loved and accepted Bed…and Cleo as well.

Cleo was another adoptee. Aliie had heard the circumstances surrounding Cleo's adoption several times but had forgotten it just as many times as she learned it. That was not because she didn't care or because she was stupid, but because, honestly, she rarely saw Cleo. Her new family was so big that it was almost impossible to frequently see, visit, and hang out with all of its members. It was inevitable that if she left the house, she would bump into one of her sisters, cousins, or aunts in town, but for the most part, she spent most of her time here or in the company of the people she lived closely with. In addition to just not having the time to see her all that often, Cleo was also much older than her. They didn't have all that much in common aside from being orphans. Allie liked Cleo, to be sure, but they weren't as close as she and Bed were.

Something occurred to Allie and she jolted in her seat a little. She twisted around in her chair to look at her moms. "What day is it?" she asked with an edge of anticipation in her voice.

"Friday," Luna said, and a slight grin spread across her lips at the look of excitement on Allie's face. "Your father's coming today."

Allie was so pumped that she could burst. Her adopted father, Lincoln, was a kind, gentle, and considerate man who had many, many families across Royal Woods. He would travel around, staying with one for a week at a time before moving on to the next, that way he got to spend an equal amount of time with his many children. The reason that Luna, Ronnie Anne, and Leni all lived in the same house was to cut down on the places he had to visit and to make it easier for him. This way he could spend time with multiple families at once.

A few days ago, Allie and Bed had been present when their adopted aunt Lucy showed everyone a video that she had taken of Dad doing BDSM sex stuff with Lilith, Cleo, Sonette, and Haiku. Allie and Bed both knew that their adopted sisters all had sex with Lincoln, and had come to accept it as perfectly normal. In fact, both of them were intrigued by the idea of being with Lincoln, but up until the other day, they were too timid and nervous to actually commit to doing it. No one had ever pressured them, like, at all, but they also saw it as a way of becoming a true part of the family. Everyone else had done it and Allie and Bed were the only outsiders in that respect.

So for that reason - not to mention their qon curiosity and budding, prepubscent sexuality - they both decided that now was the time for them to finally have sex with their adopted father.

They did not, however, want to start off with the kind of BDSM that they had seen in the video. While interesting and maybe even a little arousing, it was also scary and intimidating. They wanted to start off with something a little more…basic. Something that some people might even call "vanilla." You know, regular old plain Jane sex.

But even then, neither one of them wanted to just jump right into bed. Doing that seemed somehow wrong and went against everything that they had been taught by and learned from society. Maybe they were both childish, infantile, whatever you want to call it, but they had both firmly agreed that they should go on a date with their father first. That was how things were supposed to be done, at least from their admittedly limited point of view. Therefore, they asked that their father take them on a date before going to bed with them.

Suddenly, Allie was nervous. She finished her breakfast, and then she and Bed went into the living room to talk. "What should we do?" Allie asked. "Like…where should we go? For our date with Dad, I mean?"

Bed tilted her head to the side and made a show of carefully thinking of what her response was going to be, going so far as to stroke her chin. "I don't know," Bed finally said, "I think you have to pick either the movies or a restaurant."

"Of course," Allie said, as if suddenly realizing something that should have been painfully obvious from the get go. "That's where they always go in the movies."

"Can you do other stuff on a date?" Bed asked, sounding lost, as though she were completely out of her element and grappling with a concept that she knew precious little about.

Now it was Allie's turn to think. "I don't know," she finally admitted, "I guess you can. There's, like, no law against it."

"No law that we know of," Bed corrected.

"Right," Allie said. She sat back against the couch and blew a raspberry that puffed out her cheeks. She wracked her brain to try and remember if she had seen people in movies and TV shows do other things for dates. Then it hit her. "Walking in the park?"

Bed made a face.

"What?" Allie asked.

"If we go to the park, I'm gonna wanna play on the swings. And if I do that, it won't be very much of a date."

"True," Allie said.

As it turned out, they didn't need to worry themselves over the details of the date. Lincoln, like any real man, had already planned it out in advance. It just so happened that there was a sort of carnival slash fair in town this weekend and he was going to take them to it the next day. He arrived about an hour later and all the girls - their mothers too - met him at the door with hugs and kisses. Ronnie Anne kissed him on the cheek; Renia shoved her tongue down his throat and he pulled her body flush with his, giving her tight little butt a quick squeeze. "Hi, honey," he said.

"Hi, Dad," she said and bit her lower lip. She slipped her hand between his legs and fondled his bulge, letting out a girlish giggle and blushing a little. "I missed you."

"I missed you too," he said.

Lyra was next. She hugged dad and squeezed his butt. He squeezed hers back. "I missed you even more, Daddy," she said with a seductive hilt.

"Is that so?" Dad asked, sounding amused.

She nipped his ear and he laughed. "Yes," she said.

He got down on one knee and gave Allie and Bed both a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Are you guys excited for our date?" he asked.

They both nodded.

"A little nervous too," Allie put in. "I've never been on one before."

"Me either," Bed added.

"Don't worry," their father told them, "it'll be a lot of fun."

Allie and Bed were both eager to get on with it but they would have to wait until tomorrow. A few hours after Dad arrived, everyone sat down for a family dinner. There was much laughter, storytelling, and togetherness. "Who made this?" Dad asked of the meatloaf.

"I did," Liena said.

Lyra cleared her throat.

"With a little help from Lyra."

"It's really good," he said. "You girls might have a future in the restaurant world."

He plopped a potato into his mouth and choked. It was hard and undercooked.

"Might," he stressed.

Everyone laughed.

Usually when he stayed at their house, Dad would spend each night in a different bed, going from Leni's to Ronnie Anne's to Liena's. Tonight, however, it looked like he was going to sleep on the couch. In all actuality he would probably wind up in Bed or Allie's bed. That thought sent a little shiver of excitement down Allie's back and made her nipples strangely hard. Not that that had never happened before. Sometimes when she thought about her adopted father that happened, and other times her private area would get wet and sticky like she was melting from the inside out. She had talked to Luna about these odd occurrences (leaving out the fact that they were brought on by thinking about Lincoln) and Luna told her that they were a perfectly normal part of growing up and "becoming a woman."

She suggested masturbation, and taught Allie how to do it. Allie lay in her bed, under the covers, naked from the waist down, while Luna sat on the edge of the bed and talked her through it. Allie swirled her finger around her clit, the pulsating waves of pleasure getting more and more intense until she was flushed, shaky, and breathing heavy. The feeling was amazing, but Luna told her that it was even better when "Lincoln does it for you."

That got Allie really excited.

Around ten, everyone went to bed. Laying awake between the sheets, Allie looked forward to hers and Bed's upcoming date with Dad wth a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

It took her a long time to fall asleep.

The next morning, Bed and Allie were both up early, too excited to sleep anymore like two kids on Christmas morning. They sneaked downstairs in the morning light while everyone else was asleep and had a breakfast of cereal in the early dawn silence. "Are you nervous?" Allie asked Bed.

Bed considered the question for a moment, flicked her eyes to her bowl, and lifted and then lowered her shoulders. "Kind of," she said. "Are you?"

"A little," Allie said, "but I'm also really excited."

"So am I," Bed responded,

Shortly, the house began to stir and everyone else made their way downstairs for their own breakfast. Dad came down last and Allie and Bed waited impatiently for him to finish so that they could go on their date. "Why don't you girls go get dressed?" Luna suggested. "Wear something pretty for your father."

Both girls jumped up and quickly rushed off. They did, in fact, get dressed, but not in anything especially pretty - they wore their normal clothes, which were pretty enough, they figured.

When they were finished and everything was ready to go, Bed and Allie got into the car, both in the back, and he slipped behind the wheel. "We're going to bring Cleo along," he told them, in the rearview mirror. His plan was to take the opportunity to spend time with all of his adopted daughters. Allie and Bed were both okay with this. In the Loud family, there was no room to be jealous. Dad was eventually going to stick his thing into another girl, so why fight it and get mad about it?

The drive to Haiku's house took about fifteen minutes, longer than normal because there was road work on Main Street and they had to sit in traffic for a long time. Anticipation swelled in Allie's stomach and she found herself feeling antsy and on edge.

Dad pulled up to the curb out front, and a second later, the front door of the house opened and Cleo came out, carrying a backpack slung over her shoulder. At first, Allie didn't know why she was bringing a bag - what could possibly be in it? - but later on it dawned on her that it was an overnight bag. Duh, she wasn't just coming along for the date…she was going to stay for the fun afterwards.

Which was fine. The Loud family motto was "the more, the merrier," and Allie was glad to have someone older and more experienced along, that way she had someone to emulate and teach her what she should do and how she should act. This whole thing - dating, love, romance, and sex - was completely uncharted territory for her and she needed someone to help her along.

Cleo climbed into the front seat and shared a long, slow tongue kiss with Dad. It was both kind of embarrassing and kind of hot, and Allie and Bed exchanged a glance, both of them feeling the same way. When they were finished, Dad put the car in drive and pulled away from the curb. "So what are we doing?" Cleo asked.

"We're going to the fair," Dad said.

"Oh," Cleo said, and unless Allie was mistaken, there was a hint of disappointment in her voice.

"You don't like the fair?" Dad asked, looking away from the road and at her.

"No, it's okay," Cleo said. "I was just…" she trailed off and shrugged one shoulder.

"What?" Dad pressed.

"I'm really horny and I kind of thought we could go back to the house."

That made Dad laugh. "There'll be plenty of time for that later, honey."

Cleo seemed to accept that answer. You know what they say: Good things come to those who wait.

The fair, more of a travelling carnival with rides, concessions stands, and all sorts of other stuff, was set up in a field outside of town. Dad parked in a lot across the road from it, and they all got out. The sounds of laughter and the smell of food filled the air. Bed glowed with excitement and Allie felt giddy. She loved carnivals.

The first thing they did was ride the scrambler, which was basically a bunch of metal carts attached to an octopus like contraption. Dad sat with Bed and Allie with Cleo. When it started to move, slowly at first, Bed shrieked with delight. "Hold on," Dad laughed.

It got faster and faster, and Allie held tighter to the metal bar. Cleo, who looked disinterested at first, slowly became more animated, looking worried. "You okay?" Allie asked.

"I forgot how much I hate roller coasters."

"This isn't a roller coaster," Allie said, "it's a baby ride."

It went faster still. Cleo squeezed her eyes closed and held tight, her shoulders hunching defensively. She let out a scream as it went even faster, and Allie laughed at her. When it was over, Cleo jumped up and stumbled around like she was drunk. Bed and Dad walked over. "Again!" Bed cried.

"Maybe later," Dad said, then favored Cleo with a concerned look. "You okay, honey?"

"It didn't even go that fast, Dad," Allie said. "She's just being a baby."

"Yes," Cleo said and steadied herself, "I am a baby."

Dad laughed. "Well, we'll lay off the rides for now. Come on."

Next they played carnival games. Dad hit a bell with a massive mallet and won Bed a teddy bear. He shot water into a clown's mouth and won Cleo a stuffed rabbit. "He does that to me too," Cleo whispered to Allie as he shot a stream of water into the clown's gaping mouth. It took Allie a minute to realize what Cleo meant by that, and she blushed. "Like…he pees in your mouth?"

Cleo looked horrified. "No, ew," she said with a laugh, "he cums in my mouth."

She licked her lips. "I love it. You should let him do it to you. He tastes amazing."

Finally, Dad beat the game where you have to throw baseballs at a stack of cups and won Allie a giant Spongebob plush. She hugged it to her chest and thanked him with a kiss on the cheek. "I love it," she said.

"Good," he replied and cupped her cheek in his hand. "Just like I love you."

Allie had the overwhelming urge to kiss him then, not as a daughter kisses a father but as a woman kisses a man. If she was braver, she may have done it, instead she looked away, focusing on Bed, who was playing with her teddy. "You guys hungry?" Dad asked.

"Yes!" Bed said and jumped up and down.

They went to a concession stand and loaded up on corndogs, French fries, shaved ice, and funnel cake, laying it all out on a picnic table like a mideavl feast. Bed had never had funnel cake before and after the first bite, her pupils dilated and she became ravenous for it. In case you don't know, a funnel cake is essentially coated in pure sugar. It got all over her mouth and nose, and Dad laughed. "You look like Scarface," he said.

"Who's that?" she asked innocently.

"He's a guy from a movie," Cleo said. "He really likes his sugar."

"Yep," Dad said, "he has a big mountain of it on his desk."

Bed was floored by the idea of someone having a literal mountain of sugar on his desk, and asked Dad if she could see a picture of it. Dad tried to put her off but eventually took out his phone and did a search on Google Images. He found one and turned his phone around to show Bed. Allie leaned in and they both looked at the screen, where a man slouched in a chair behind a desk, a glower on his face. His nose was smeared with white powder and a huge pile of white sat on his desk. Bed's mouth dropped open in an envious and shocked O, and Allie's brow creased ever so slightly in spketicism.

"I…don't think that's sugar," she said at lenght.

Dad looked at her and slightly shook his head as if to say don't say anything. Bed said, "Of course it is. Look at it. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life. I just wanna stick my head in it and eat until I'm sick."

Everyone laughed. Bed loved her sugar. And if she had too much of it, she turned into a nutty squirrel who bounced off the walls until she lapsed into a sugar induced coma. Allie was still pretty sure that that wasn't sugar, but she kept quiet.

After eating, they played more games and went through the funhouse. After dark, they rode the farris wheel, Allie on one side of Dad and Bed on the other. He put his arms around their shoulders and they snuggled close to him. It was the perfect ending to what had turned out to be the perfect date.

On the way home, Allie and Bed sat in the back seat. Allie's heart was racing and her stomach fluttered so much that she almost felt like she was going to be sick. She was extremely nervous for what was coming. She had looked forward to it for so long but now that it was actually almost here, she was a little afraid of it. She couldn't back out now, though. Everyone did it and she wanted to be like them, to be a certified member of the Loud family. Not only that, she genuinely wanted to be with her father. He was such a kind, caring, and gentle man. Really, he was everything that any woman could ever want. A man like Dad would never come along again in her life.

She was just anxious about her first time, that was all. What girl isn't?

When they got home and parked in the driveway, she took a deep breath. They got out and went inside, where everyone was gathered watching TV. Of course, as soon as Dad stepped through the door, the other girls mobbed him, glad that he was home and showering him with affection. Allie could sense a little tension in the room. All of them were jealous that she, Bed, and Cleo got to go on a date with Dad. They understood, however, that it was important for Allie and Bed's first time to be special and that taking them on a date beforehand was the best way to do that. They understood that Lincoln could not divide his attention before so many girls so they were okay with it, but they all made it clear in their own way that they wanted to have a special night with him as well.

"A special night that'll leave welts on my butt," Lyra said.

"A big night," Lienia said and flicked her eyes up and down Lincoln's body.

Reinia said. "After watching that video, Cleo has inspired me to try race play. Maybe I can pretend to be an ilegal and you can be from ICE."

"Don't worry," Dad said and smiled at them, "I'll be happy to."

With that, he ushered Bed, Allie, and Cleo into a spare bedroom upstairs that was used for one thing and one thing only. It was a special sex room. Allie had never been inside and was surprised to finally see it. There were swings and chains and all sorts of other sex toys all around.

"I want to give you girls a demonstration," Dad said, "just to show you how it goes."

Cleo happily undressed, crossing her arms over her chest in an X and pulling her shirt over her head. She was not wearing a bra underneath. She unbuttoned her pants and wiggled out of them. She stood before them naked as the day she was born, her body tight and shapely.

She knelt on the bed and Dad got behind her. He reached around her and cupped her melon shaped breasts in his hands, kissing her neck as he stroked and pinched her nipples. "Most women need foreplay to get them ready for sex," Dad explained. "To turn them on. Like a machine." Cleo began to pant and purr like a cat. Dad ran his hands all over her body and kissed her neck and the lobe of her ear. Allie and Bed watched closely, both of them blushing. Allie felt butterflies in the pit of her stomach and tingles between her legs.

Dad gently laid Cleo back on the bed and began to kiss her from head to toe. He trailed kisses between her breasts, flicked her nipple with his tongue, and kissed her stomach. He dipped his head between her thighs, and Cleo let out a moan. She arched her back and pressed his head deeper. Allie and Bed both leaned in to see better. "What's he doing?" Bed asked.

"I think he's kissing her thing," Allie said.

Dad broke from Cleo's pussy, mounted her, and slid into her in one smooth stroke. He cupped her cheek in his hand and went faster by degrees until she was panting and moaning his name. She lifted her butt to meet his thrusts and their bodies gyrated iin perfect unison. Finally, she bucked and cried out as her orgasm broke over her. Dad pulled out and Bed and Allie both gaped at his sizable dick, which shimmered wetly with Cleo's juices.

"Who wants to be first?" Dad asked.

Allie and Bed looked at each other. Both were excited and wanted to be first, but both were also nervous and wanted to wait. Finally Allie spoke up. "Me," she said.

She sat on the bed and Dad got behind her the way he had with Cleo. He gently rubbed her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. He pulled her shirt off and tossed it aside, then undid the straps of her bra. Bed watched interestedly and Allie's blush deepened. Her small breasts came free and Dad deftly ran his hand over them, telling her how beautiful they were.

He laid her out on the bed and slowly undressed her, pulling her pants and underwear down. Now she was naked and Dad was kissing her neck, the soft, moist touch of his lips making her heart race. He ran his hands up and down her sides and over her breasts, pausing to suck her nipples. She burned with fever from head to toe and her mouth was dry. Dad kissed every square inch of her body and then moved to her pussy. His hot break broke against it and when his tongue touched her clit, a powerful jolt of sensation went through her.

Dad licked her gently, prodbing between her folds with his tongue and making her so hot that she felt like she was going to burn up. Her heart knocked and her chest heaved. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she let out a series of shaky breaths.

When he was done, Dad got on top of her. She looked up into his eyes as he guided himself to her opening. When he was there, he pushed in slowly, as carefully as possible. His dick sank gradually into her, and pressure swelled in her skull. He was so big that it felt like she was going to tear in half. She bit down on her lower lip and clutched the sheet in hooked talons. The pain was hot and stinging as Dad took her virginity, but slowly the pain faded away and the most amazon sensation of pure and utter bliss took over. She clung to him and moaned "Oh fuck" and "Oh my God" as he rutted her, slowly getting faster until her body was adjusted. She thrusted up to meet him and wrappred her legs around his waist like a monkey. He pushed into her depths, filling her and driving her mad with lust.

She pushed him off, straddled him, and sank her self onto his dick. They both gasped and moaned in unison. Allie laid her hands on his chest and began to bounce up and down. Dad held her hips and guided her, urging her to be careful and not to hurt herself. Allie barely heard him. Her mind was consumed with lust and all she could think about was fucking him.

She bounced up and down, up and down, riding his dick, her slick walls stroking him and coaxing him closer and closer to the edge. Finally, he reached around her hips, grabbed her butt in both hands, and pulled her close. His dick swelled inside of her and released, pumping gallons of cum into her thristy womb. She shook and gapsed, and Dad held her close as they rode the waves of their climax together.

When they were finished, he pulled out in a mixture of cum and blood from her hyman being broken. Allie lay on the bed next to him and caught her breath. Dad looked at Bed and smiled. "Are you ready, honey?"

An evil grin carved across the little girl's face and she nodded her head up and down. Lincoln opened his arms and Bed crawled into bed. Dad hugged her close and was obviously shocked when she molded her lips to his and shoved her tongue clumsily into his mouth. He ran his fingers through her black hair and she ghosted her palms over his naked chest, feeling his warm skin and shaking slightly with excitement. They laid back on the bed and the little girl did to him what he'd done to her sisters, kissing him all over. She stopped at his dick and stared at it, her eyes seeming to shimmer. "Can I touch it?" she asked breathlessly.

"Of course," Dad said.

She closed her little hand around it and gave it a slight squeeze, giggling at the way it felt. She crawled into Dad's arms and he hugged her tight. They went back to kissing, and as they did so, Dad snaked his hand up Bed's dress and pulled her underwear down to her knees. Because she was so small, Dad was worried about hurting her, so he had her kneel in front of him, her panties still around her knees. He pushed her dress up and bared her back side, her pink pussy waiting to be deflowered. Dad guided himself to her opening and, like with Allie, went in slow, trying his best not to hurt her. She was so small, however, that her walls and muscles bore down him, making it difficult to get in. Bed squeezed her eyes closed and bared her teeth against the pain of Dad popping her cherry. Dad pushed in as far as he could, then pulled back.

"Are you okay?" he asked worriedly.

Bed silently nodded.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked.

She shook her head no.

Dad clutched her hips in his hands and continued to fuck her, his hips thrusting back and forth and his dick playing peekaboo with her pussy. Allie watched it sliding in and out, in and out, Bed's face twisted and contorted in pain and pleasure, but the little girl was a trooper and took it without complaint. Slowly, she became accustomed to it, and began to moan and squeal in estacy. "Faster," she panted, "faster, Daddy."

Dad went faster. His dick must have pressed some primal button deep inside her because she went from a normal little girl to a fucking slut in less than five minutes. She begged him to fuck her harder, faster. "Fuck me," she chanted, "fuck me, oh God, fuck me more."

She had been around Leni for a long time and Leni was super slutty with Lincoln. Maybe that had something to do with it. Soon they changed positions and she got on top of him, bouncing up and down on his dick the way Cleo had. Dad lay back and enjoyed it, holding onto her hips to keep her from flying off and then smashing down onto his dick the wrong way. She wanted more, harder, faster, until finally, Dad pulled out his finishing move. He pinned Bed to the mattress with her feet up in the air and slammed her with a mating press. Her eyes went crossed and she started to shake and convulse like she was possessed. She cried out as she came, and then Dad filled her tiny pussy to the brim with his cum. When he pulled out, it oozed from her along with the faint stain of blood from her broken cherry.

Not finished, Dad went through them all again, starting with Cleo and working his way back to Bed. By the end of it, they were all covered in their father's cum, and all of them were filled with it as well.

At the end of it, Dad lay back on the bed, spent, and Allie and Bed both cuddled up to him. "So," Dad said, "how did you like it?"

"I loved it," Bed beamed.

"Me too," Allie said. "It's, like, the greatest thing ever."

"Can we do it again?" Bed asked.

Cleo laughed. "I think you've created a couple of monsters."

Dad smiled. "I have a way of doing that."

They did eventually do it again, then took a group shower. That night, they all slept in bed together, and Allie could never remember being so happy.

She really looked forward to the next time she could have sex with her father.