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Training Her Family	By : Deibbun Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 24517 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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As she walked home, she thought about that kiss. How her feelings for Harry had increased to an almost thought blocking cloud of nothing but Harry. Her insides were twisting and turning and the anticipation of tomorrow kept her from running towards his house to touch him forever. As she neared her front door, reality crept into her thoughts as she wondered what might be waiting for her as she opened the door. Without much more thought, she turned the knob and opened the door beginning her announcement that she was home.
“I am hom….”, her pause was because she had glimpsed her brothers running out of the living room into the hallway that attached everyone’s bedrooms. She had walked in on her brothers a lot of times during their illicit acts of lewdness and had grown accustomed to the goings on in her home. Still, she was a little shocked each time as it caught her off-guard.
“Fucking perverts”, she whispered under her breath.
She walked through the hallway as her thoughts returned to the dreamy state of Harry. Her door effortlessly opened and she walked into her bedroom and swung her backpack onto her familiarly unkept bed. Turning towards her dresser targeting her dirty clothes basket in order to change out of her school attire, she noticed that the contents of the basket had changed slightly. The clothes she removed this morning had shifted to the side and rolled under clothes she had removed a few days ago. She didn’t see the panties she had removed this morning and she rooted through the contents to find them. Her suspicions were peaked and the feelings of violation to her possessions began turning to anger.
Red heads are known for their temper and her family had plenty and in order to be heard in an environment of temper, one had to yell louder than anyone else. Ginny had learned to be louder in every situation.
She half ran half jogged out of her room and flung open the boys bedroom door only to find them naked with their cocks in their hands. She also noticed a strange sight looking at the floor beneath them. There was something that appeared to be panties and judging in the moment at the size, she guessed they belonged to her mother, Molly. The crotch was stained with both womanly secretions and sperm, probably from the boys’ lusty antics.
“MOM!” she decidedly yelled, attempting to be heard once more. She intended to put a stop to the harassment her brothers had insisted on pushing on her.
“What is it, Ginny?” her mother had asked in frustration as she walked out of the master bedroom into the hallway.
“The boys are jacking off into a pair of your soiled panties. The panties I removed this morning are missing as well.”
Ginny had met Molly in the hallway, escaping the scene of her brothers stroking their cocks. Molly had been in her own world since noon, when the gardener had turned her thoughts to perversion. She imagined that he would sneak peeks at her through the windows trying to catch her naked. This made her moist with thoughts of exhibitionism and lust.
“Doesn’t anyone wear clothes around here?” Ginny exclaimed with an accusatory tone.
“Come here, Ginny. Tell me what’s wrong.”
“I just did! I don’t appreciate living in a nudist camp for adolescent masturbatory freaks! I am tired of opening doors and finding the comings and goings of everyone in this house!”
“Now, now, Ginny. Boys have needs. Let’s give them their privacy and stop tattling.”
“Mom?” Ginny whined, not being able to accept the reasoning of her mother.
Molly reached out and pulled Ginny for a loving mother’s embrace and Ginny half fought it because her mother was naked and smelled of pussy. Molly won, though, as she pulled Ginny’s face to her naked chest. Ginny opened her teary eyes which looked upon her mother’s hardened nipples. They were hard, no doubt, because, she too had been masturbating.
“Mom, you smell of sex and self-gratification. I don’t want to know what you do behind closed doors. I can smell you as soon as I walk through the front door.” Ginny had been moist from her thoughts of Harry and the kiss, so she couldn’t realize how the smells of her home affected her.
“Honey, you are just tired and hungry. Go make yourself something to eat and get a nap before supper. You will feel better after the frustration is forgotten.”
Her mother had always had a way of easing her mind away from her own frustrations. The feel of her mother’s titties against her cheeks helped a little, too, causing her to squirm around the thigh lubricating fluids leaking from her own pussy, now.
“Okay. Love you. Sorry for the outburst.”
Molly let the child go and returned to her bedroom wondering if Ginny had been right about the smells of pussy throughout the house. It only made her wetter.
Entering the kitchen, Ginny opened the cabinet to retrieve the peanut butter and bread and began making an afternoon snack not noticing how her cares were melting away from the situation at home.
As the front door opened, her excitement jumped up, knowing it was her father coming home from work.
“DADDY!” she exclaimed as she ran to his loving embrace. “At least two people in this house know the value of virtuousness.” Her sarcasm meant to secretly expose the sexual innuendo implied.
“How’s my favorite little lady, today? Did you learn anything in school today?” His pleasure in his daughter’s life was always evident in his tone which made her feel special when he was around.
“It was okay, daddy. I kissed a boy today! He is dreamy, too.”
“I bet. Shouldn’t I meet the young man. It is only fitting to see who my daughter has relations with outside of the family.”
“Oh, daddy.”, she answered, blushing the whole time. “There is no way Harry is meeting any of the sexually deprived perverts in this house, except you. You and I can meet him elsewhere, though.”
Ginny put her hands up to her father’s shoulders, reaching for the affections of her loving daddy. He instinctively put his hands on the backs of her upper legs as she jumped up noticing something slippery on her thighs. As she settled into the embrace, his hands slid up to the crotch of her well soaked panties.
“What have you gotten into, young lady?” He had noticed an increased scent of pussy when he entered the house, but had assumed Molly had gotten overly aroused today. With the obvious leakage from his daughter’s cunt, he now began wondering if Ginny had gotten horny because of this Harry. “Harry must be very handsome.”
“Oh, daddy. He is but why do you ask?”
“No reason”, Arthur lied to his horny daughter, hoping she wouldn’t notice his hands on her slippery crotch. “It’s just the smell today.”
“I know. The boys were being very rude when I came home.”
“Well now. We will just have to see what we can do about that.” His sternness was sarcasm hinting at the solution to how horny Ginny was but she only believed her daddy would scold her brothers for their exhibitionism lately.
“Daddy has to go get mommy working on supper. I need to get to bed early tonight. Tomorrow is an important day.” Tomorrow is always an important day, to daddy. He always rambles on about work and the new wand styles going to production from the R&D department. Magic used for wand creation involved something he called “extreme wetting” but she never tried to understand the process.
Ginny fell to the floor, feet landing squarely, as he let go of his little girl. She didn’t notice his erection trying to escape the confines of his slacks, only tenting from the strain his hard cock put on the crotch during the time his hands had copped a feel of his daughter’s wet panty crotch.
She returned to the kitchen to finish her snack and off to her bedroom where she fell into her bed and went fast asleep for her nap.
When she woke to her mother calling everyone to supper, she noticed a chill below her chest. The covers were raised past her navel along with her skirt and her panties were gone. She thought for a moment about the possibility that she had not worn panties today but pushed that thought out after remembering how wet they were.
The urge to pee had come into focus in her thoughts and she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom door which was cracked open, the normal state when no one was using the bathroom. When she got to the door, she reached for the knob and looked through the opening and stopped. Daddy was standing over the bowl with his butt facing her and his ass was covered with a pair of panties. One hand was obviously holding his tee shirt up past his chest while his other hand moved at an odd pace to be holding his penis for peeing. It was almost as if….
“DADDY!”
“Shhhh.” Arthur had turned his head enough to see her entering the bathroom, and, in fear, dropped his shirt and put his finger to his mouth in order to keep her quiet.
“This is not what you think, honey. Daddy has needs.”
“All that daddy needs is to remove my panties from his ass and put that dick away!” Ginny couldn’t believe that her own father was just as perverse as everyone else. He was the one safe place in this house and now that was gone.
“Don’t you knock? I am just finishing. Wonder what mom has made for supper?” Arthur tried his best to get her thoughts off what she saw knowing that Ginny was not into what he had in mind.
“I probably won’t ever knock again. Think about that the next time you want to stroke that cock in my panties. What the hell am I supposed to do? Just accept the smells and sights around me and pretend everyone isn’t jacking? It stops now! MOM!”
“There’s no need to get her…..”
“Oh, there’s a need, and you are gonna get yours in just one second.”
Molly came walking down the hallway repeating “Supper is on the table. Stop messing around and get in the dining room.”
“I can’t”, Ginny replied as she squirmed her thighs and ass as if her need to piss was too strong to ignore. It wasn’t true since the shock she received upon catching her father had caused her to piss herself right there in the hallway. “I really have to pee and daddy is taking his sweet time like the toilet needs all of that foreplay.”
“What on earth are you talking about child?”
“All finished. The bathroom is yours, honey.”
“Finally. I thought I was going to have to piss on your lap.”
Molly thought about all the times she and Arthur had pissed for each other and her well rubbed pussy started moistening again.
“Daddy might like that, Ginny”, Molly replied as her daughter closed the bathroom door behind her.
“What was that about?” Molly asked Arthur in a low whisper.
“I have no idea”, replied Arthur as he and his wife walked toward the dining room.
“Daddy!” yelled Ginny, calling her father back to discuss something important.
There was a knock on the door and Ginny answered, “Come in.” Nervous and thankful that Ginny did not expose the perverted way Ginny had caught him. “Watch me pee, daddy!”
“Goodness, Ginny, do you want mommy to find out?”
“I don’t care. You are gonna pay for your betrayal. I love you, daddy. Don’t you wanna watch my 13 year old pussy as it pisses for you, daddy? It feels so wet and warm. Mmmmmm. Isn’t that hot? Come on, put your hand in my stream. Get your hand all wet with my piss and smell it. I want to watch you smell my pissy pussy.”
Arthur stood there, his hardening cock giving him away to his daughter how exciting it was to see his daughter’s pissy pussy. “O…kkaaayyyy. Are you serious?”
“Yes, daddy. Smell my pissy pussy.”
As Arthur’s hand reached to go between Ginny’s spread thighs towards the stream of piss exiting her pussy, the flow stopped.
“On second thought, lay down at my feet, daddy. You can watch first hand as pee comes out of my pissy cunt.”
“What?” answered Arthur, more in amazement than in shock.
“Yeah. Let’s get some of those thoughts out of your head, daddy. Watch me piss on your face. I wonder if your cock would like to see my pissy pussy.”
Arthur obediently lay on the floor with his face between Ginny’s feet. As Ginny lifted her butt off the toilet, Arthur saw her pussy and asshole move over his face. Her cunt lips spasmed and twitched a few times and then piss began falling over his head.
“Ooh, daddy. Isn’t it warm? Let it wash over your face and into your hungry mouth, daddy. Drink my piss. Fuck yeah, drink you nasty bastard. How’s my pissy pussy taste? Do you like pussy, daddy? When I am done pissing on you, you can lick my pussy clean, lick those pee drops from my pissy pussy lips, daddy.”
Arthur couldn’t say anything because his mouth was overflowing with his daughter’s piss. He couldn’t get up if he wanted to, either, because Ginny’s feet were planted on his wrists as she squatted over his waiting mouth. He hoped Molly wouldn’t catch him or that Ginny wouldn’t tell.
The piss stopped and Ginny lowered her crotch onto his mouth. “Make sure you lick my dirty asshole, too. Piss always runs to my asshole when I have to pee this bad.”
Arthur’s mouth puckered as he began kissing her cunt lips, causing droplets of pee to fall on his chin and nose. He extended his panting tongue, removing the pee from around and inside his daughter’s pussy and then did as he was instructed, licking from her asshole to her clit. He left his tongue on her nasty butthole long enough to push the tip against the puckered part of her hole.
“Mmmmm, daddy. Lick my asshole. Uuuhhhh, that feels good when you try to put your tongue in my asshole. Do you want to put stuff in your daughter’s asshole? Push it in my asshole, daddy, stretch my asshole with that tongue. OMG! It makes my pussy wet. Oh daddy, fuck my asshole, eat that bootyhole. Damn, you must have done this before, making me want to squirt everywhere, it feels so fucking good. Naughty daddies get to have their daughters’ dirty buttholes on their faces. Mmmmm….Ooohhhh!....Fuck that feels fucking amazing!”
“What’s going on in there? Ginny, have you seen your father? He was just with me in the dining room and then he wasn’t.”
“No mommy, mmmmm, he is prob…oooohhhh…ably….fuck….jacking his cock somewhere….cccuuuuummmmiiiiinnnnn….”
Ginny shot her girl juice all over the place and her daddy tried to catch as much of the nasty cum with his body.
“Does daddy like pussy cum? Daddy has cum and piss all over him, now. You fucking sick fuck. You are not going to change those nasty clothes, either. You get to explain, in your own way, why you are soaked in piss and cum, daddy. Daddy is my bitch now, and you don’t get to cum in my panties or for my panties in secret anymore. Daddy has to jerk for me in front of anyone that happens to be there when his cock gets hard. Do you understand, bitch?” Ginny was rubbing her pussy and her asshole up and down Arthur’s face the whole time she was explaining his humiliating punishment.
“How am I going to explain this? Would Molly even ask, knowing where the fluids that soaked him came from?” Arthur tried to think of something to say in explanation of his current state of appearance.
“Go get some, daddy. Supper is ready, but, no desert for you. You already had desert from my pissy pussy. I am going to rub one off before I go in there and watch you squirm from all the knowing, from all the eyes looking at your incestuous tongue, the tongue that fucked your daughter’s asshole and made her squirt all over you and your piss soaked self. Maybe I’ll cum sit on your lap, daddy! If you get hard, I’ll make sure to point out your hard dick and ask why it got hard. Mom is getting fucked hard tonight, isn’t she daddy?”
Arthur got up and stumbled to the dining room, embarrassment setting on his piss covered face. He couldn’t hide the wetness that covered him. He decided he wouldn’t answer any questions about the origin of his humility. They could just wonder.
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