Second Parents

Sarah cruises through the neighborhood to grab Karen for the holiday weekend. Karen hops in with her tote and they roll out, two 18-year-olds who just finished high school. This is their last Fourth of July together before they split for college. Karen has always loved staying over because Sarah’s dad throws the best holiday blow-outs. She spots him on the porch in that ridiculous BBQ apron, waving like a goof, and both girls bust up laughing. They hug him, then head inside. That afternoon they’re in the yard, dad flipping burgers while mom relaxes with the girls. Mom needles Karen about boyfriends and Karen shrinks a bit—she’s never been the open one. Dad’s behind the grill but his eyes are glued to Karen, dragging up and down her body every chance he gets. Sarah feels the tension and steers the talk away. Dinner’s over, they’re at the table, dad lifts his glass. He toasts his wife, his daughter, and “our bonus daughter” Karen, bragging how gorgeous she’s turned out. His stare lingers on her tits while she squirms, napkin twisting in her fist. He jokes that if he were eighteen again she’d have to watch out, and the parents laugh. Karen’s skin crawls. Later the girls light sparklers in the dusk, tracing hearts in the air. Mom steps up, whispers it’s bedtime. Dad shuts it down fast—early night, long weekend ahead. Sarah pouts but gives in. In Sarah’s room Karen crawls into bed after the bathroom, but Sarah’s already facing the wall, done talking. Karen senses something’s off. Lights go out. Hours later Karen wakes to the lamp clicking on. Sarah’s mom is straddling her, saying she had a bad dream. Dad strolls in wearing only boxers, dick swinging beneath the cotton, and hands Karen a glass of water like it’s nothing. He rubs her shoulders, tells her she’s tense. Mom pulls her close, kisses her forehead, reminds her she’s part of the family. They lean over Karen and kiss each other. Mom frees dad’s cock and strokes it right above Karen’s face. Karen’s eyes go wide. Mom coos that it’s okay to look—she knows how hot he is and how close Karen’s gotten to him. Dad asks if she still likes him. Karen stammers yes. Mom pushes her onto her back, dad peels off her pajamas. Mom holds her steady while dad licks her virgin pussy, then slides in. Mom cradles Karen’s head, whispers encouragement while dad fucks her slow, deep, switching angles and positions. His point-of-view keeps cutting to Karen’s tits bouncing and his wife smiling up at him. He finishes on Karen’s face; mom watches with pride. They tuck the shaky girl between them, promising no more bad dreams, and kill the light. The camera drifts over to Sarah’s face—wet with tears. She knew exactly what her parents had in store and she brought Karen straight to them.