Serial - Suddenly Daddy Part 12

Hey again, sorry for these constant asides.  Just wanted to say this chapter isn't going to have the usual one month exclusivity.  I'll post it on Chyoa as soon as it's possible after the original chapters are up.

I'll likely be changing things again soon for the Patreon based partly on your feedback.  I want to get back to working on the things I am feeling at the moment.  I think it means more and better content all around.  I'm still figuring things out though.  Thank you for your patience.

Now, back to Daddy Ted and the gang.

Poppy sees the way you are looking at her and a cocky smile comes over her face.  With a body like hers she must be used to having her way with men.  She must have felt that she had you on the hook just had to reel you in.

Swaying her hips back and forth she unbuttons her short shorts.  “Ohhhh Daddy Ted.  I see the way you're looking at me.  I got real titties, and nice and young and firm too.  I know you want some of this.  He he he.”  

She unzips her shorts.  Hooking a thumb on either side she begins pushing her shorts down bit by bit, first one side then the other as she swayed from side to side.  Turning to the side she slowly bends down to push the shorts right to the ground, she then steps out of them.  She holds this bent over position for a few seconds, letting you get a really good look.  Her hands grip her shapely calves.  She was wearing the skimpiest little panties you ever saw, they were barely there at all!  Just a little patch covering her muff and the crack of her tight nearly jailbait ass, the black fabric so light as to be practically see through.

You were momentarily mesmerized by her perfect young body.

Jeremy crosses his arms in an angry pout, he seemed to know what would happen next.  He moves off to the far end of the couch to give you and Poppy room.  He says quietly, regret in his voice.  “I hoped you were different.  Don't say I didn't warn you.”

Poppy is straightening up now, her hands running up the smooth curves of her legs and over her hips then up her sides and ending up grasping her round little tits through her bra.  She chuckles at her brother as she squeezes them together for you.  “Men are men brother, when are you going to learn that?”

Stepping forward she straddles your outstretched legs.  Her hands continue to run across her lean little body then up through her blonde hair.  She looks down at you with a look of total confidence.  She had you in the palm of her hand.  

“Come on garbage man, let's see what you got.  Let's see that dirty little thing.  He he he.”  She shakes her head back and forth, allowing her blonde hair to flip and tussle out.  She places one knee to your left on the couch, then the other to the right.  She sits her bubble butt on you thighs and begins running her hands over your chest.   She licks her lips suggestively. “Nasty dirty old garbage man.  Think you can satisfy a girl like me dirty Daddy?”  Leaning forward she lets a hot breath across your ear.  “Think you got what it takes old man?”  She leans back and arches her back and begins to writhe.  Fuck this kid was a brat, a hot as hell brat, but a brat none the less.

Glancing over you see Jeremy take a deep breath and clench his jaw.  His whole body was tensing up.  He couldn't bear to look at the pair of you.  “You're going to scare him away...like the others.”  He mutters.

She laughs at her brother again.  “Me?  Me scare them?  Ha ha ha!  Look who's talking!  Once they got a look at you most of them couldn't get out of here fast enough.”  She looks down at you and snickers.  “My brother who wants to be my sister.  Son that wants to be a daughter.  I might be a bad girl, but at least I'm a girl.”

Out of the corner of your eye you see Jeremy's head dip and his shoulders slump.  A small dejected sigh.  Her words had hit too close to home.

That was it.  You had had it.  They wanted to call you Daddy, you'd show them fucking Daddy!

Grabbing Poppy you pick her straight up off of you, her small slender body light and easy to manhandle.  The box of condoms she had bought skitters off your body, tumbling down to the floor.

“AHH!”  She cries out.  “What the hell!?”

She almost squirms from your grasp but you are able to keep her in your arms.  Flipping her over you bring her down forcefully but controlled, lying her face down, her belly across your thighs.  Her kicking legs to your left and her upper body to your right toward her brother.

She looks back at you over her shoulder.  “What the fuck Ted?”

You fix her with a stare.  “You said you'd be a good girl!  Now apologize to your brother...”  You raise your left hand in the air.  “...and call me Daddy!”

Her eyes widen as she gasps.  “You wouldn't dare!”

You bring your open hand down onto her tender little tush.  Slap!  Her right buttock springs and jiggles wonderfully to your hard spank.

Poppy's eyes and mouth are as wide as they can be.  She gasps again in shock.  “Guh!”

“I said...”  Slap!  “...call me Daddy!”  Her left cheek now jiggles to your spanking.

There is a long quiet tense moment as everyone just freezes.  Time stands still.  In this moment of calm you start to get nervous...Jesus Christ, you'd just struck this woman.  Her mother was a top flight lawyer.  This moment of anger might mean more than just your relationship with Claire, it might end up costing you everything.

Poppy's stunned face...slowly begins to smile.  Her wide bright blue eyes twinkling in impish delight.

Through her smile she says.  “Fuck you...Daddy!”

SLAP!  You bring your wide meaty hand across both sides of her firm derriere.  “Bad girl!”

“Oooo!”  She yelps.  “Oh Daddy!  I am a bad girl!”

Jeremy is now sitting facing you, stunned yet overjoyed disbelief on his face.

“Now apologize to your brother.”  You order the girl.

“Oh Daddy, don't make me do that...”  

Slap!

“Ohh!  No!”

Slap!

“OOOO!  I'm sorry Jeremy!”  She squeals. She was squirming but making no actual attempt to get away, if anything she was moving to give you better access to her now rosy butt.  She looks back to you again, the blush on her cheeks almost as pink as the one on her ass.  “But you're still a dirty garbage man.  A pervy old man with a small...”

Slap!

“Garbage man!”

Slap!

“Little old perv!”

Slap!

“Ohhh!  Oh Daddy!  I'm sorry I can't help it...I can't be a good girl!”

Slap!

“Ooooo!  Okay!  Okay!  I'll be good.  I'll be good for you Daddy!” She then says in a lower voice, in such a way that let you know that by “good” she meant anything but.  “I'll be so good for you Daddy.”

You could see by the speck of wetness soaking through her panties that she was getting off on this.  You grip her butt with your thick hands and give it a good squeeze and a pull toward you.  Spreading her out a bit.  With your other hand you reach across and firmly place two of your thick fingers against her hot mound.  You feel the moisture of her excitement soak through and wet your fingers.

“Ohhmmm Daddy!”  She sighs and writhes.  “Ohhh!”  She pushes back against you.

You begin to rub her pussy, pushing your fingers against her slit through her sheer panties.

Jeremy whispers excitedly.  “That's it!  Show her who's boss Daddy!”

Something suddenly snaps inside of you.  You come back to earth, the spell this family had cast on you was broken.  Jeremy's voice reminding you who these two were.  They were brother and sister for fuck sake!  Jeremy sitting and watching you spank his sister was one thing...but you would go no further.  The insanity of everything that had happened since you got here hits you all at once.

Picking Poppy up you sit her down beside you.  You then stand up.  The twins were looking up at you confused.  Wondering what else this wild new Daddy of theirs was about to do.

“I...I gotta go!”  You say.  You simply had to get out of this house, you felt like it was slowly driving you mad.

“Oh no!”  They cry out in unison, but you were already heading toward the door.  You fling open the closet and grab your jacket.

Poppy sits on the couch, still befuddled as to what was happening.  Jeremy springs up and rushes over to you.

Grabbing your right hand in both of his he holds it up to his face, pressing your palm into his soft hairless cheek.  “Please don't go.  Please.”  He kisses your thumb, his pretty blue eyes looking at you in near desperation.

From what you'd picked up you knew he was afraid you were leaving forever.  You weren't doing that, you hoped, but you needed some time to clear your head.  To recenter yourself.  To get your head screwed back on right.

“Hey, you'll see me again.”  You assure him as you stroke your fingers along his smooth jawline.  “I just really need to go right now.”

He didn't believe that you'd come back, you could see that.  You pull your hand away from him.  Stepping by him you open the door and step out onto the landing.

You hear their voices as you close the door behind you.  “Please don't go Daddy!”