Serial - Suddenly Daddy Part 11 (Patreon)
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Reaching down you help the pretty young Jeremy to his feet, he was so light. He is all smiles. Reality was setting in for you but for him this seemed business as usual. Reaching over to the nearby counter he pulls off a strip of paper towel and wipes off his messy face. He then takes a few more and kneels back down to clean up the mess he made on the tile floor. Flipping his dress to look at the underside he sees he also pasted it with his nut.
“I have to go clean up and get changed.” He says softly as he gets back to his feet once more. “Want to come help?” He asks hopefully.
“Uh, no.” You reply, still struggling to normalize what had just happened.
He smiles. “Okay. Do you want me as a boy or a girl?”
“Well, uh...girl.” You answer. It seemed to be what he liked, plus he looked so good as one.
He nods. “Yes sir. Thank you again.” With a playful sideways glance and a giggle he disappears out the kitchen door.
You sit back down in the chair that was still just behind you. Looking over the half eaten breakfast feast you say aloud. “That just happened. Holy shit. That actually just happened.”
You were hit with a wave of guilt and regret. Jesus Christ, why did you do that? Claire said it was okay...but there was no way she really truly meant it. Was there? Normality was setting in hard the further you got from the surreal moment with Jeremy. You were tempted once more to just get the hell out of here. But...you'd have to be a special kind of asshole to just nut on someone's face then fuck off without a word. You grab your forehead with a hand and shake your head. What had you gotten yourself into here? Claire was a special woman, but you never counted on any of this. How could you?
You tidy up the food, wrapping it back up roughly in the bags it had come in and putting it into the large well stocked fridge. Heading out to the living room you go to the closet by the door. Looking at your jacket you consider a hasty departure, but you just couldn't. Not yet. You fish out your phone and check for messages. Nothing important. As you walk over and sit on the couch you consider phoning Claire. Just to let her know what had happened and really make sure everything was still cool. Looking at the time you realize she hadn't even been gone two hours yet. Christ, that had all happened so fast.
You hear Jeremy coming back down the stairs. Looking back over your shoulder you watch him prance down the stairs. He was light on his feet, a spring in his step. He was now wearing a pink dress. It was snug around his trim upper body and flowed out from the waist down. It didn't even reach down to his knees. It had short sleeves but was designed so that it was shoulderless. He had also touched up his hair and make up. As before, the illusion was impeccable. He looked like a very flat chested girl.
He smiles brightly as he skips off the bottom of the stairs and almost dances across the room. “What do you think? It's new.” He asks.
“Uh, yeah. You look great.” You confirm.
Without so much as a pause he jumps onto the sofa directly beside you. As his momentum causes him to bounce back up a bit from the cushion he throws himself into you. Grabbing your face with his one hand comes up into a full firm mouth on mouth kiss. He only holds it a second, you being too stunned to react, before letting it go. It...felt nice, tasted good, he smelt great. He gives you a pretty smile as he settles into your side and casually lays an arm across your body.
“What do you want to do today Dad?” He asks coyly as he rests his head on your shoulder. “Watch a movie? Play a game? Go somewhere?” He lightly bites his bottom lip. “Something else?”
The pair of you just gaze at one another for a quiet moment. Before you could answer the front door flies open. You and Jeremy look over to see Poppy enter with a look of determination in her eye. Her eyes snap over to where you were sitting. As she sees the two of you sitting so close together her eyes narrow slightly. Stomping up to the side of the couch she tosses a small blue box at you like a little Frisbee. It lands atop your gut. Looking down you see it is a package of condoms.
Poppy crosses her arms under her perky little tits and shifts her weight to one leg. “Come on Garbage Man, let's see what you got. I'm sure Mom told you how we do things round here. Let's fuck big Daddy.” Holy shit! It seems like she had gotten over her anger!
You and Jeremy look at each other in surprise. He looks worried for you. He looks back up at his sister. “Poppy...don't tease him. Please.”
“Oh my dear brother. Why ever would I tease our new Daddy? He is all man isn't he? A nice big strong man...” She stops suddenly and looks at the pair of you even more closely. “Wait a minute. Why...why did you get changed Jerem...?” Her face lights up in recognition at your uncomfortable expression. “Ohhh no! Oh no! Oh Daddy Ted, you didn't!? Ha ha ha! Oh my god!”
“Poppy...” You start, a blush coming to your cheeks.
She holds up her hands. “No, no, it's okay. That's great. I'm just...surprised is all. Never thought you'd be the type. Way to go Jeremy!” She shoots a wink to her twin. “I'm happy to hear you're getting into our way of thinking so quickly Daddy. You must be a total perv, huh? This is just wonderful! He he he. I did think I'd get you first though.” She tosses her jacket off to a nearby chair. “Okay then! If you're down with our wicked ways let's do this Daddy.”
She just goes ahead without waiting for an answer and peels off her loose tank top. Her young nubile nineteen year old flesh an eye opener for an old working man like you. Tight tummy, firm titties beneath her lacy bra, soft and smooth in all the right ways. Her butt hugging short shorts highlighting that area beautifully. She was something straight out of a just legal video. She adores your attention on her. She runs her hands slowly up her sides then grasps at her tits and gives them a squeeze. She giggles. “Think you can get it up again old man? For a nice young body like this?”
“Don't tease him!” Jeremy warns her again with a scowl. “I mean it Poppy.” He looks at her half naked form with something like jealousy. He turns suddenly to you, his slender hands against your side. “She's going to make fun of you Dad, don't listen to her. She is a total whore.” He seemed to be genuinely concerned, almost protective of you.
“Jeremy! That's no way to talk about your sister.” She snaps. “Come on Daddy, you can't do one of us and not the other. That's just not fair. You can't show favorites if your going to be our Dad. Besides...” She grins confidently. “...unlike HIM...” She stresses the word. “...I've actually got a pussy. A nice young pussy for you Daddy.” She sways her hips back and forth as she traces a finger along the inner edge of her bra's cleavage suggestively. Was this real life right now?
“I've got a boy pussy!” Jeremy objects. “Better than your loose cunt!” He turns back to you. “Don't let her scare you away, no matter what she says. Okay? You want me to hold her down, stick a sock in her mouth? I've got a gag. Keep her nasty mouth shut.”
“Don't you fucking dare!” She waves a finger at her brother. “I'll kick you right in those mini-nuts of yours!”
“Shut up you two!” You bellow. Jesus Christ, their bickering combined with this insane situation was driving you around the bend.
You look at the swaying teen woman offering herself to you. She was absolutely smoking fucking hot, of that there was zero doubt. Any of the guys you knew would give their left nut for a chance like this. A blue eyed blonde just entering the prime of her life. Yours here and now for the taking. To say you weren't attracted to her would be a damn lie. But you were starting to understand that with Poppy there would be a cost. She wasn't doing this for love or attraction or even because she was horny, she just wanted to try you out. Another notch on her bedpost and something to hold over you. You didn't like it...but holy hell was she looking good!