Catherine's Daddy Time
Suddenly Catherine's dad is someone different, and to top it off just a boy. Yet...she began to not mind.
Catherine Frensky was a typical 16-year-old teenager. She was annoyed at her younger sister, she was eager to finish high school already, and most of all she loved to drive around and do her own thing. However, her mother insisted on having a family dinner tonight, and as much as Catherine wanted to say "um, no thank you" and skip that, she could do little to change her mother's mind. She entered her family's apartment and sat her backpack down on the couch before taking a seat at the dinner table.
"I know I know," she groaned, "You said 5 and I'm a bit late."
"No worries Catherine," her mother giggled, "At least you're here at all."
"Yeah so I don't have to suffer alone through this," grunted her little sister Francine. For once they agreed on something.
"Now really!" their mother objected, "Is it that much to ask that we eat together as a family?"
"Speaking of which," Catherine interrupted as she looked around, "Where's dad?"
"He's washing up," the mother answered as she passed around the dinner, "Don't take a bite until he's out here."
"Yeah yeah," Catherine sighed, wishing she'd be out with her friends.
"Sorry about the hold up," Buster Baxter said as he walked to his seat and sat down.
"Oh so Francine can bring her friends along but not me?" Catherine objected, drawing looks of confusion from her mother and sister.
"Friends?" her mother prompted, "You mean your father?"
"Hey now," Buster chuckled, "You saying I can't be friends with my own family?" Francine and her mother giggled.
"Ha ha nice try," Catherine sarcastically retorted, "Seriously, what are you doing here Buster?"
"Don't call your father by his first name," her mother said, now a bit more stern.
"You ok, sis?" Francine asked. Catherine was puzzled, this seemed like a really elaborate prank, but her sister wasn't one to be able to keep up a charade this long. But she figured she'd just play this out and see where this was going.
They had their dinner, eating and occasionally chatting about each other's day. As time passed by, Catherine began to wonder if perhaps this wasn't a joke. But it's not like her memories about her previous, no, her REAL father, were false. You can't just make 16 years' worth of those memories go away. She looked at the wall and saw the family picture, the same one that's been there for a few years at this point, and her eyes widened to see Buster in place of her father.
"So, did you decide if she's ready?" her mother brought up to Buster.
"I did," Buster nodded as he wiped his mouth with a napkin and relaxed back in his chair, "Catherine's ready."
"That's so exciting!" the mother said, genuinely sounding a mix of excited and proud.
"Lucky!" Francine said, "When can I be ready?"
"When you're older, Francine," Buster chuckled before locking eyes with Catherine. Catherine felt weird upon seeing his eyes. They made her feel weirdly relaxed
<<No...that's silly. He's Francine's age for crying out loud.>> Catherine thought to herself. Buster then smiled, and suddenly Catherine felt warm. He did look attractive to her suddenly. <<No...this was wrong! Wrong! I can't love my dad! Er, a boy!>>
"Can I at least watch?" asked Francine, her hands clasped beggingly. Buster smiled and nodded. "Woo!" she hugged Buster, "Thanks daddy!"
<<Daddy. Father. This didn't make sense! Or...did it?>> Catherine's thoughts began to finally be won over_, <<_I mean, the pictures have him...Mom accepts it...Francine accepts it...>>
"Well Catherine," her mother said, "Aren't you thankful that you're finally going to be given a baby from your father?"
<<What?! A baby, this...is...>> the thoughts kept being calmed, seemingly by Buster's--her father's eyes, <<This is an honor>> "Thanks daddy!" she finally said, smiling, now genuinely.
"I'll clean up the dishes," the mother said, "You three have fun!" Francine ran to their bedroom. Catherine stood up, now accepting that she was going to be fucked by her *father* and she was proud of it as well as excited.
"Let's do this on your bed Catherine," Buster said as he felt Catherine's ass rather freely, "That way your sister has her own bed to watch from." He smiled then followed her to her bedroom. Francine was on her side of the room, sitting in bed and eager to watch. Catherine closed the door then took off her jacket and shirt. Buster smiled and stripped while watching Catherine do the same. Once Catherine was down to her underclothes, Buster went up to her and caressed her stomach while kissing her back from behind. Catherine felt a shudder down her back and very aroused.
"Oh daddy~" she sighed lovingly, enjoying every feel of Buster's hands and lips. Francine by this point had also stripped her pants and underwear off, and clenched her legs together while blushing at the scene. Buster reached up to Catherine's bra and unhooked it, then Catherine grabbed it and threw it off. Buster reached around to feel her breasts gently.
"My daughter has become quite a sexy woman~" Buster complimented as he caressed Catherine's breasts before kissing her side. Catherine felt Buster's warm erect cock rub against her thigh. She blushed and felt wetter between her legs as the anticipation was growing. Buster then lowered Catherine's underwear, both of them now fully naked. "Now be a good girl and lay down for your father~"
Catherine blushed and obediently laid down on her bed, spreading her legs. Buster smiled and got inbetween them, his cock right outside her pussy. Catherine bit her lower lip slightly, eagerly awaiting daddy's love. He then thrust inside her, panting. Catherine moaned lovingly, feeling blissful. Francine was now masturbating as she watched.
"Oh daddy you feel so good~" Catherine moaned. Buster responded by licking her nipples lovingly then kissed Catherine on the lips.
"So do you, baby~" Buster grinned before thrusting faster. Catherine moaned louder, and eventually she squirted her pussy's juices.
"OH DADDY~" she moaned in orgasm. Buster kept going until he came inside her.
"Fuck~" Buster grunted as he kept squirting his own seed inside Catherine. Catherine panted and enjoyed the warm stream entering inside her, eager to take up her father's seed. Buster then pulled out and moved forward, placing his open mouth on hers. Catherine's eyes closed and she wrapped her arms around him as they both french kissed each other.
Francine couldn't take it anymore. She got off her bed and went to her father. She caressed his cum-covered cock and began to lick it clean. Buster was startled and pulled away from the kiss to see this act of practical devotion. He then smiled and caressed her head.
"Someone's an eager girl~" he cooed. Francine blushed then sucked his cock lovingly. Maybe Francine was ready after all.