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Father, Daughter, Husband, Wife	By : quinnfabraysmut Category: G through L > Glee Views: 38705 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Mmm…I’m a genius for thinking up the clothing ban,” Quinn moaned.
She was standing flush against her father’s backside, stroking his cock while he white-knuckled the edge of the kitchen sink
He’d been getting a glass of water when Quinn spotted him.
“I couldn’t resist this sculpted ass,” she said as she laid her forehead on his back and looked down where her pelvis ground into said sculpted ass.
“It’s a good thing I found a gym. It would have been bad if you had to watch me get flabby,” he said.
“I’d love you anyway, Daddy, you know that,” she kissed his back. “And, besides, I don’t think your cock goes out of shape when the rest of your body does. And, if so, I hear there’s a pill for that.”
Russell laughed, devolving into a moan, deep and guttural, when Quinn moved her hand down to his balls to massage them.
When, she moved back to slowly stroke him, he finally answered.
“So far, I haven’t had to use those, thank God. Let’s hope I can keep satisfying you without it,” he moaned again as he felt her thumb drag over his slit where precum was beginning to pour out.
“Mhm, we’re about to test that. I’m gonna make you cum into the sink, and then we’re gonna see how quickly you can get up again in my mouth,” Quinn said.
He moaned again.
“Then, what?” he asked.
“Then, you’re gonna bend me over that table and fuck my brains out ‘til you give me another load,” she said.
“Oh, fuck,” he gasped.
Even though Quinn had been going slow and moving from cock to balls to cock again, keeping his building arousal steady but slow, suddenly he was on the edge.
Feeling his tight, muscular ass hard against her mound and clit, which was erect and stiff from the always erotic feeling of touching her father, had her also on the edge of coming.
She raised herself up on her tiptoes to get just the right angle for better friction, and it tipped her over the edge.
Her pussy grabbed at nothing and gushed.
It wasn’t a huge orgasm, but it had her moaning and picking up the pace of her stroking.
“I don’t know what it is, but right now, I need you in every way…your cum on my hand, your dick in my mouth and fucking me…I wish I could do it all at the same time. Must be hormones already,” she was turning herself on so much.
“Yeah, baby, but don’t worry. I’m completely on board with helping you with that,” Russell said.
She was genuinely becoming a bit concerned.
She wasn’t concerned about getting too turned on. That couldn’t be dangerous.
The problem was, could she get relief?
She was afraid she was going to be in a constant state of arousal that couldn’t possibly be extinguished.
Then, she realized, she was afraid of being horny.
She rolled her eyes at herself and resolved to simply take the releases when they came.
And, if she immediately got aroused again? Well, she’d just have more fun.
She’d touch her father, or she’d fuck him, whichever struck her mood.
When he became over-sensitized or worn out, she’d ask him to touch or eat her out.
And if he wasn’t available, she’d take care of herself.
As poor substitutes go, taking care of herself was not at all bad.
The only problem she saw right then was she’d have to put off school another full year, and her social life would suffer.
But, there were online classes, and her friends would understand.
Lauren and Rachel were her only friends she really cared about, and she knew they both would totally understand if she couldn’t go out because she had to take care of her needs.
After she told them she was pregnant, at least…
She made a mental note to do that soon.
Clearly, she was a bit scatterbrained if she could be stroking her Daddy’s cock, thinking about how her education and friends were going to affect her sex life and remember to tell said friends about her pregnancy all at once.
She brought her attention back to her Daddy’s cock, which, the way she saw it, was really the root cause of the whole rabbit hole of thought.
She was not at all unhappy with the state of affairs.
“Your cock is so beautiful. Did I ever tell you that?” she blurted.
Russell chuckled.
“No.”
“In a totally masculine, studly way, of course…I mean, I love how long it is and the ridges and veins. Mmmmm….fuck, and your balls defy description. Tight, smooth, round…I think it’s also because they hold all that hot, sticky cu—“
Quinn smiled because Russell’s orgasm interrupted her.
Her hand was at the base of his dick, pinky and ring finger brushing his balls when they twitched and spurted long, long ropes that barely made it into the big sink because they shot out so hard.
Quinn rushed to catch some it on her hand. She craved to be stained by her Daddy’s seed.
“Fuck!!!!” Russell gasped as his orgasm subsided with one more burst of semen into the sink and onto her hand. “Quinn…that mouth and that voice…so sexy.”
Quinn’s smile grew as she rested her forehead on his back and stroked him a few more times, just so he didn’t go completely soft.
She had a mission to accomplish.
“I was simply telling the truth,” she smiled. “I’ll never get tired of telling you how much your body turns me on. Now, on to phase two of our experiment.”
She took hold of his hand and pecked him on the lips as he turned toward her.
Then, she pulled him over to the large, sturdy kitchen table and directed him to lean his butt on it, so she could work him up again.
Russell smiled down at his daughter, his wife, as she knelt in front of his spread legs, took his cock between her pretty lips and placed a hand on each of his thighs.
Then, he watched her take about three-fourths of his cock into her mouth and groaned when the tip hit her willing throat.
“Oh god, baby, that feels so good,” he gasped as she swallowed once around his dick.
He kept his eyes on her beautiful mouth.
She never liked to gag on his cock, but he didn’t want her to anyway.
He knew she liked having his cock in her mouth, and he loved what she could do with it.
She bobbed up and down on it.
She swallowed around it a few times.
And, then, she moaned around it. It sent wonderful vibrations through it that spread through his whole body.
He loved it all.
But, then, she brought her hands up to his balls and did possibly his favorite thing she’d ever done while blowing him.
She’d done it before, and his head spun with the anticipation of it again.
She kept just the tip of his cock in her mouth and fluttered her tongue over the tip and then around the glans of his penis.
Flutter, flutter…around and around.
All the while, she massaged his balls, one side then the other, and finally in between.
By the time she’d gone through a few cycles of this, moaning her own pleasure the whole time, he was stiff as a board.
“I’m ready to stick it in your pussy, baby,” he said putting his hand on the top of her head to get her attention.
He was afraid she was too engrossed to notice, and he didn’t want to cum again before he had his cock inside her pussy.
His hand on her head did get through to her, and she released his dick, which immediately sprung to poke his stomach.
“Yum,” she said. “Bend me over, Daddy. Fuck my cunt,” she said as she stood up.
He took hold of her around her waist and quickly maneuvered her to bend over the table, legs spread wide.
She was really flexible.
“Eek!” she laughed because she loved when her father handled her like this, gentle but firm.
He kept his hand between her shoulder blades and grabbed his dick, guiding the tip just inside her hole.
Then, with one hard thrust, he pushed inside her pussy.
“Fuck!” Quinn gasped.
Russell kept his hand where it was, just to remind Quinn that he wanted her to stay right where she was as he fucked her.
“Split me open, Daddy,” she said, turned on herself by his hand on her back.
She was in complete control of the situation—she had told him exactly what she wanted after all—but her body hummed at being “held” down.
The table knocked the wall in the rhythm Russell set, and Quinn’s clit bumped the edge of the table in the same rhythm.
“Shit, Daddy…give it to me,” Quinn pleaded.
Russell finally removed his hand from her back and, instead, grabbed those hips he adored.
He used them for leverage to increase the power of his dick’s movements inside Quinn.
He slowed down the speed of his thrusts even more so that he could bang her even harder.
Thrust…
Thrust…
Thrust…
The sheer force with which he was driving into Quinn’s cunt was driving her insane.
“Yes, Daddy. Yes! You feel so good pounding me. Fuck me!!!!!!” she yelled louder than he’d ever heard her.
Finally, he was ready to unload inside of her.
He thrust in one more time and bent over her, pinning her to the table as he unleashed many, many long ropes of semen into her pussy.
“Holy shit,” he gasped as it kept coming and coming and coming.
And, she continued to squeeze his cock with her pussy the whole time.
Finally, they were spent, and after kissing her neck once, he withdrew his cock and watched as a few drops of his cum fell from her pussy onto the floor
Since her legs were spread so far apart, it had nowhere else to go.
“Why did we never get a plug for you?” he asked then decided it was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen.

“What do you want to do for your birthday, Princess?” Russell asked a couple weeks later while they basked in the afterglow of morning sex in bed.
Quinn was turning 20 in just a week.
“I think I want to invite Rachel over and have a nice dinner. I haven’t talked to her except by phone and text since we first ran into each other, and I want to,” Quinn said.
She drew lazy lines up and down her father’s penis as she spoke.
It wasn’t enough to get him going again, but she just wanted to touch him.
She was perpetually aroused, but, thankfully, she had learned to adapt to and enjoy the constant hum of her body without crawling out of her skin.
Her father was more than adequate at keeping her satisfied when her fire just needed to be put out.
“You’re not suggesting—“
“No. It’s still too soon for that. I was just thinking that I need to tell her I’m pregnant before I start showing, and I need to tell her first because she’s going to have questions. And, I just think it’ll be nice,” Quinn looked up and smiled at her father. “I’m sure she’ll be supportive once we tell her what we know about babies born from incestuous relationships. She’ll be happy for us, and it’ll be a chance to have some fun and reestablish our real friendship…not just empty promises.”
“So, just the three of us?” he asked.
He brushed his fingers down her back.
“Yeah,” she answered.
“Okay…if that’s what you want.”
Quinn smirked and looked back up at her father.
“Don’t worry, Daddy. You’ll get me all to yourself after she leaves, so you can give me your birthday present.”
“And, what do you want for your birthday?” he smirked right back.
“I want a marathon of sex…I’ll keep your dick hard all night long. I want you to cum in my pussy, in my mouth and all over my body,” she husked.
“That sounds like a present for me,” he laughed at his own lameness.
“Oh, believe me, it’ll be a very happy birthday for me,” she beamed.
Something told him that having Rachel there, to look at but not touch, would be a great way to get them both ready to fuck all night long.

“Wow, your home is beautiful. The penthouse, Quinn!” Rachel marveled when she stepped into the spacious living room from the small foyer where the elevator left her.
Quinn had taken her coat and hung it in the closet.
She took a moment as she was doing that to mouth a private ‘wow’ because Rachel’s elegant but sexy blue dress was amazing.
She smiled at Rachel’s wonderment but decided on a bit of modesty.
“Thank you,” Quinn answered. “Would you like to formally meet my father?”
“Oh…yes, of course,” Rachel answered.
Quinn could tell it took Rachel off guard a bit when Quinn referred to Russell as her father.
She probably had spent all the previous few weeks since Quinn had broken the news of their relationship trying to think of Russell Fabray as Quinn’s husband.
It was most likely confusing, and Quinn could understand that even though Quinn had explained that he was still her Daddy.
For Quinn, Russell Fabray was 100% her husband and 100% her father. Quinn valued that and understood it.
But Rachel probably didn’t understand it, even if she had accepted it.
Rachel had a warm, genuine smile on her face, though, so Quinn knew she’d get used to it.
They entered the kitchen where Russell was preparing their dinner.
It was the non-sexual portion of Russell’s present to Quinn.
“Daddy, I’d like you to meet Rachel Berry,” Quinn said.
“It’s a pleasure,” Russell said as he wiped his hands of the juice from the vegetables he was cutting and extended his hand.
“The pleasure is mine, Mr. Fabray. Even though I saw you a few times at school functions, I was not aware of how wonderful a man you are. Quinn filled me in completely on that front when we ran into each other, and I want you to know I’m really very glad that you’ve made Quinn so happy,” Rachel said.
Russell tried not to laugh at Rachel’s loquaciousness, but he couldn’t help but chuckle a little.
He was completely charmed, and, up close, he was bowled over by Rachel’s unique beauty.
He knew she was pretty with a spectacular bo—
But, he couldn’t think too much about that…he put it in the back of his mind, though, because he knew Quinn did.
He loved Quinn, and she wasn’t ready to go there with Rachel yet.
He would absolutely respect that.
“Please, call me Russell. No need to stand on formality when you’re on a first name basis with Quinn,” he said.
“Daddy’s making dinner. He’s not a cook, believe me, but he put in the effort to learn to make something, which he won’t reveal to me. He’s very talented, though, and I know he won’t poison a guest or me. So, I think we’re safe, and I made sure. It’s vegan,” Quinn teased.
“I’m sure it’ll be delicious,” Rachel said.
“Let’s hope so,” Russell said. “Why don’t you two go into the living room and catch up, and I’ll let you know when dinner is ready.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” Quinn cupped Russell’s cheek and kissed him sweetly on the lips.
It wasn’t lewd by any means, but it was the romantic nature of their relationship on display for Rachel to clearly see.
When they sat down, with two glasses of wine, Rachel spoke.
“Quinn, I want you to know seeing the two of you kiss like that, I got goose bumps at the love that oozed from you,” she smiled.
“Thank you…that means a lot,” Quinn smiled in return.
Quinn and Russell had discussed beforehand that Quinn would break their last bit of news before dinner so that Rachel could get all her questions answered, and they could have a nice celebratory dinner.
“Oh, and happy birthday, Quinn. I have a present for you,” Rachel said, clearly excited.
She reached into her purse and pulled out an envelope.
“You really didn’t have to do that, Rach,” Quinn said.
“Oh, yes I did. But, don’t worry. It cost me very little. I did upgrade them a bit from my usual passes, but, believe me, it was barely a sacrifice,” Rachel said.
“Is it—“ Quinn pulled out the two tickets to Funny Girl and immediately hugged Rachel. “Thank you so much, Rachel…these are close!”
“Yep…front mezzanine, right in the center. I don’t think you can get any closer except onstage. You can watch me in all my glory,” she laughed at herself.
She still had a bit of the conceited high school Rachel in her, but she at least recognized it now when that version of herself made an appearance.
Quinn laughed, too.
“You were always so confident…and I knew you’d make it, Rach. I’m really so thrilled…and I can’t wait to watch you do what you were born to do. Thank you so much,” Quinn said.
“You’re welcome, Quinn. It’s always meant a lot that you believe in me. And, don’t worry, I am now able to recognize that there are other people in the show as well, and they are all very good. You’re in for a real treat, I promise,” Rachel said.
“I know I am, and Daddy will be equally excited. He loves the theater, believe it or not. We just haven’t gotten a chance since we moved here to see a show. This’ll be the first…and, before you even ask, as soon as you told me about it, Funny Girl was absolutely going to be the first one we saw, no ifs, ands or buts,” Quinn laughed silently because she knew Rachel would be glad to hear that.
“I appreciate that,” Rachel said.
Quinn turned serious because she had to tell Rachel about the baby.
“So, I have some news,” Quinn started. “I don’t know how you’re going to take it, but I hope that you’ll take it with the same open-mindedness that you took my relationship,” she took a deep breath ready to tell Rachel another piece of mind bending news. “Rachel, I’m pregnant.”
“You’re kidding! Really? Congratulations!” Rachel shouted and, again, Quinn was quickly surrounded by the force of a hug from one Rachel Berry. “I’m so happy for you.”
“Wait, you’re not gonna ask any questions, like what about all the birth defects you hear about with incest babies, etc. etc. etc.?” Quinn asked, clearly shocked by Rachel’s happiness.
Rachel looked a little sheepish.
“Well, see, the truth is, after you told me everything, I did a little research of my own. I was trying to understand everything and, in the process, it occurred to me that you might be hesitant or even depriving yourself of children in the future because you’re married to your father. So, I looked into it and found out what you probably already know about the different ways that you can make sure your baby is okay…I hope I didn’t overstep any friend boundaries,” Rachel said.
Quinn was honestly astonished once again at the caring nature of Rachel Berry, and her eyes misted over with tears.
“Wait, don’t cry, Quinn. I’m sorry,” Rachel said.
“No, no…don’t worry, Rachel. It’s probably my hormones, but mostly I’m just astonished at your thoughtfulness. You did all that?” Quinn asked through her tears, which did start to fall.
“Yes…I care so much about you, Quinn. And, I want you to be happy. I didn’t upset your or...oh no, I didn't steal your thunder, did I?” she seemed genuinely stricken at the idea.
No,” Quinn chortled at Rachel’s dramatics. “And…just so you know, we are going to have genetic and birth defect tests, done. I’m only about a month and a half along. We’ll do everything we can to make sure he or she is healthy and happy.”
“I’m sure you will, and I’ll be so happy to babysit and be Aunt Rachel….if that’s okay,” Rachel said.
“Of course… In fact, I know you’re Jewish and probably have another word for it, but would you consider being the baby’s godmother, too?” Quinn asked.
“Really?” Rachel squealed.
“Really, Rachel. There’s no one else I’d rather have in that role than you,” Quinn said.
Quinn and Russell had discussed this too. Rachel was important to Quinn, and even though they were just getting reacquainted, she knew it wouldn’t take long for them to get as close as they once were.
“I’m speechless, Quinn. Of course, I’d be honored,” Rachel breathed.
This time when Rachel hugged Quinn, it was with simple affection and warmth.
And, Quinn reveled in having a friend like Rachel.

“Rachel’s sexy, huh?” Quinn asked as her father sucked on her neck and ground into her naked pussy through his boxers.
She was already completely naked and flat on her back where she wanted to be.
“Uh-uh…legs,” Russell grunted against her neck.
Quinn chuckled.
“Ugga bugga, caveman…let’s get these off of you,” Quinn said as she pushed both of her hands down inside his boxers and palmed his ass.
He got up on his knees, smiling at her.
“I want you to use my ass to get off,” Quinn said as she sat up and licked the tip of Russell’s cock just once to get the flavor on her tongue.
Russell’s smile grew impossibly big.
“Turn over,” he said.
She did, and he groaned at the sight.
He took his dick and traced a few random patterns of precum on that hot ass.
Then he covered her body with his, dick fitting perfectly in the crevice between Quinn’s glorious ass cheeks.
“Fuck!!!!” Russell groaned as he slid his semi-hard penis between the two mounds of flesh that had only one rival for his favorite.
The friction was already making him breathless, and Quinn groaned because, really she hadn’t expected it to feel this good to her.
And, she wondered why they'd never done it before.
His long, firm cock, brushing her with that vein, hit her just right in places she didn’t know were so sensitive.
She was seeing stars.
It was just so hot, feeling all of her father’s body draped over her and every inch of his dick sliding perfectly between her ass cheeks.
Maybe she wasn’t going to come this way, but it felt incredible.
He continued to rut onto her as he held himself up on his elbows and kissed all over her neck and upper back.
Then, he draped himself over her again and reached under her to palm one of her tits.
The longer he rocked into his daughter, the deeper and deeper his cock sank between her ass cheeks until the underside of cock was brushing her everywhere.
“Shit…I’m gonna cum. Where do you want it?” he gasped.
“Mark my ass,” Quinn ordered.
He quickly pushed himself up in a kneeling position and stroked his cock a few times before finally exploding onto Quinn.
“Shit!” Quinn gasped.
Russell’s cum landing on her ass cheeks, splashing on her back like little hot ropes coming down on her skin was fantastic.
As it dripped down the slope of her ass, the sensations were driving her wild.
Somehow, from rutting Quinn’s ass with his dick and now the visual of his cum all over her, he was still hard.
“I think I can go again right away. How do you want it?” Russell asked.
“Just stick it in from there. Fuck me into the mattress,” Quinn ordered.
Russell didn’t hesitate to comply.
Quinn spread her legs to accommodate him between them, and he plunged right in.
“Hard!” Quinn said, voice muffled by her pillow.
He held himself up by his hands on either side of her head and jackhammered into her from the word “hard.” Since he had just cum, he knew he needed to give her as much pleasure as possible because he wasn’t going to last long.
The bed protested the movement, but that just added to the heat between them.
“Harder, Daddy,” Quinn yelled.
Her clit was getting battered by the firm mattress as Russell pushed her into it.
His dick always felt so good, and at this angle it was hitting all the right places but in such a different way, Quinn was close to the edge.
But, she just needed a little more.
So, when Russell went down onto his elbows and began slamming into her, the new angle set her off.
“Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!” she screamed into her pillow and gushed all over her Daddy’s cock.
And, the strength of her pussy clamping down on his dick was too much for him, too.
He jerked up into her one more time, pelvis slapping the underside of her ass, and shot a huge load in hot, thick globs into her pussy.
“Pull out,” Quinn said when she felt the last of his load drop into her.
He pulled out, and she immediately turned around and took his long cock into her mouth, deep.
“Mmmmmm” she moaned like a porn star at the taste of their juices on his always delicious cock as it jerked in her mouth.
“Fuck!” Russell gasped. “So hot.”
Russell’s porn star side was, apparently, out for the night too because he was already rapidly hardening inside of her mouth.
He had a 20-year-old wife, who happened to also be his daughter.
She was beautiful, sexy and had the dirtiest mouth he’d ever heard, including in porn.
And, she was practically devouring his cock.
What wasn’t to like?
She took a break from her bobbing up and down to stand up on her knees and kiss him for all she was worth.
As their tongues wound around each other, tasting each other and their juices, Quinn fondled Russell’s balls because she just had to.
“I want to swallow your cum,” she whispered against his lips as she continued handling his scrotum.
“Fuck,” he gasped for what seemed like the hundredth time that night already.
She leaned back down and took his cock back in her mouth, still continuing her assault on his ball sac.
Up and down, adding her tongue underneath every few strokes sending him barreling toward his release.
Then, she went back to her own favorite move to get him to cum.
She liked the way it assaulted her senses, too.
Handling his balls lightly, she began.
Fluttering the tip and then snaking her tongue around the head a couple of time, it didn’t take long at all to bring him to his third orgasm already that night.
His dick shot long, viscous ropes of seed into Quinn’s mouth, and she swallowed it all, moaning at the pleasantly tangy flavor as it coated her tongue.
Finally, when his balls were empty, she released his dick from her mouth and licked her lips.
“That was delicious,” she said as she fell back on the bed, honestly tired already.
But, that didn’t stop her from taking another few loads during the night.
By the time they fell asleep for good, as dawn approached, Quinn was covered inside and out with her father’s semen, just like she'd wanted for her birthday.

“Thanks, Lauren, for meeting me here. I hope I’m not keeping you from anything important,” Quinn said as she sat across from her in the coffee shop.
“Not at all, Quinn. This is a social outing, I hope,” she said.
“Yes, of course…I hope you know how I value your friendship already, Lauren” Quinn smiled and laid her hand on Lauren’s arm.
“And, I value yours, too. I think we click somehow. I don’t know what it is…maybe we just see things in a lot of the same ways,” Lauren said.
“I think you’re right. It’s good to have friends in the city. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I do have another friend here, too. We actually went to high school together. I knew she was here, but I had no idea where. And, it turns out she’s right across the street from this place,” Quinn said.
“That’s great, Quinn. I know that this big city will swallow people up if they don’t have people they know, and I’m glad to do my part. We should all hang out, that is if you think we’ll get along,” Lauren joked.
“Actually, you may know who she is. She’s on Broadway. She’s in Funny Girl…Fanny Brice actually,” Quinn said.
“Rachel Berry?” Lauren practically squealed.
Quinn laughed at Lauren’s sudden display.
Clearly, Lauren had a fangirly side.
“That’s the one,” Quinn said.
“Oh my god!” Lauren exclaimed.
“So, I take it you’re even more eager to meet her now,” Quinn said.
“Can you blame me? Quinn, she’s so gorgeous and talented,” Lauren gushed.
“Okay, okay…so, we’ll do lunch or something very soon. I’ll set it up,” Quinn said.
Quinn was a little worried, honestly, about mixing her worlds with Rachel and Lauren, one person who knew her secrets and one person she honestly never wanted to tell.
She and Russell just wanted it that way because of the forbidden nature and everything even if she could come to trust Lauren.
But, Lauren’s face, so excited, convinced her to push those concerns aside for now.
“Hey, listen, so I have some news,” she paused and smiled. “I’m pregnant.”
“Oh my god, really? That’s wonderful news, Quinn. Do you have a due date yet?”
“October 5 is the due date the doctor gave us,” Quinn smiled.
“That’s so great, Quinn…how is Russell taking it?” she asked.
“Oh, he’s ecstatic. You have no idea…he shows me how ecstatic every time he sees me, if you know what I mean,” Quinn winked.
“I think I do. Jeez, you wouldn’t think it to look at him, but he must be more of an animal than he lets on,” Lauren teased.
“Oh, he is…believe me. But, you can’t have him,” Quinn teased right back.
Lauren laughed.
“He’s all yours, Quinn. He’s definitely not my type.”
Quinn had two wonderful friends, and she knew with her daddy and his baby growing inside her, her life was beautiful and could only get better.
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