285 - Dad's Magic

(A request of mine to Mara, then I wanted to do a version myself. Here is my attempt)



It was like the worst nightmare I have ever had. I walked into the house, I saw pizza on the kitchen table, I had been expecting my girlfriend to be over like she normally was, hell I even saw a can of her soda my dad and I kept in the fridge for when she came over. But she was no where to be seen, for that matter, my dad wasn't around either but his car was here. I headed upstairs to my room and hear a noise, I was concerned as the noise got louder and there was a moan and I ran into my dad's room to find my girlfriend on her back being pounded by my dad.

"What the fuck?"

"Oh god Josh, your dad was."

"I see what my dad is doing."

"OH GOD" she screamed out orgasming.

"Fucking hell" I said, then my dad turned as he came in my girlfriend and then I woke up.

Sweating in my bed panting, "what the fuck am I dreaming about, god Stacy would never do something like that, I rolled over and grabbed my phone, it wasn't even ten at night yet. I called Stacy, she picked up and there was a soft purr to her voice "hey babe"

"Hey, sorry I just needed to talk to you, I just had this horrible dream."

I hear her rolling over and then she says, her voice more normal sounding "what's wrong babe, everything ok?"

"I had a dream" I said, I paused thinking if I should tell her, but we have been dating for a couple years and well I know I have to be honest with her, so I told her.

"Oh god babe, that would be so bad, I'm sorry you had a dream like that, is there anything I can do?"

"Tell me you aren't fucking my dad," I said with a laugh hoping it wouldn't sound as bad as  it sounded coming out of my mouth.

"Babe that's silly, you know I'm not it was just a dream."

"More like a nightmare, but yeah you're right, I love you."

"Love you too, see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah babe, can't wait."

The next day, Stacy came over and we hung out and we headed upstairs to my room and we were relaxing together and then she started to rub me, running her hand over my crotch. 

"What are you doing?"

"What you don't like this?"

"No babe, of course, but you never really have been you know" 

"Been what?"

"This sexual or aggressive."

"So you don't like aggressive women?"

"I didn't say that."

"Even if I do this?"

She started stripping down and pulled my pants down and started to ride, me staring at me and moaning.

It was so hot, "god babe you are amazing" I moaned and groaned, as she started to ride me, moaning and looking down at me. It was so different of her to act like this, but I couldn't help but stare at her and love it. Every move she made, every twist of her body, her arching of her back, god it just made her look even hotter, and I loved it more and more. 

It wasn't long before she had me cumming, I moaned out and spurted into her, we cuddled for a few minutes before she slid off me to go get cleaned up. While she was in the bathroom I laid back feeling so good and passed out. 

It was like I was in another dream, I was in my bed after making love to Stacy and I started to hear moaning. I grabbed some boxers and headed out of my room, the moaning got louder, my dad's door was open and I saw Stacy again, on her back, getting fucked and moaning. 

"That's it love, fuck me hard," she moaned.

"I am you dirty little slut, I love your pussy."

"That's it fuck me hard."

"You like my cock don't you, take it all, I think the next change for you, you are gonna be blonde."

"OHHHHH oh god yes" she screamed "anything for you," she moaned out as I watched my dad fucking her more, her hair looked lighter with each thrust.

"You sure he has no clue."

"No, he thinks it's always a dream, oh god oh god" she arches her back and orgasms.

I woke up in bed again, sweating, I look around it was around one in the morning. Why all these weird dreams, why am I still having them. Why am I doubting Stacy, she is the love of my life. And fucking my dad of all people, why am I thinking of her cheating on me with him. God maybe I am freaked out, Stacy and I are at the brink of the next step of our relationship and maybe that's what I am freaking out about. I laid back down, falling back to sleep, figuring it was another nightmare and I will talk to her in the morning.

I texted her but she was busy that day, it wasn't until another day before I saw her, I met her in the afternoon, I walked up to her. I blinked, she was blonde, she saw the confusion on my face and she smiled, "what's the matter babe?"

"Your hair?"

"What about it?"

"It's blonde."

"Of course it is silly, I'm a blonde, it kind of goes with the whole being blonde thing," she laughed.

"No, you had brown hair, you've always had brown hair."

"Babe, are you ok? Seriously, I've always been blonde, look at any picture of me." 

I paused and pulled out my phone and started to look at my phone going back years and seeing all her pictures were blonde, and there were a few of her with brown hair but you can clearly see she had dyed it. "Jesus"

She walked over and wrapped her arms around me "See baby"

"I don't know things are so weird lately, I don't know. I love you, sorry babe."

"It's ok babe," she purred and kissed me. 

The next week had gone back to mostly normal, I wasn't having dreams anymore which was fortunate, though Stacy was still so aggressive in bed, she was more sexual and more willing to do things. It was thrilling I saw her as a hot little sex kitten and I couldn't get enough of it. One day I passed out and I woke up around five in the afternoon. I came downstairs to get something to drink and I saw Stacy, standing in a very hot dress.

She looked older, maybe mid 20s instead of 19, I stared at her "Stacy?"

"Yes?" she turned and purred.

"You look amazing."

She chuckled "of course I do, I always do."

"I didn't know we had plans tonight, give me a few minutes to shower."

"Why would we be going out?"

"Because?" She looked at me and shook her head to let me know she had no clue what I was talking about, "We are dating?" I continued.

She snickered a little, "really? Us?"

"Yeah for 2 years."

She laughed again "we dated? Not likely, I mean we have gone out but that was to get to know each other since I started dating your father."

"Wait what?" I paused "Dating my dad?"

"Yeah well we were dating until he proposed a few weeks ago, now we are engaged" she laughed showing me the diamond on her finger.

My face just dropped, I was floored, how did this happen, how is this possible, how is this true, all things I needed to figure out. As I was staring at her, my dad came down, dressed in a nice suit, the top button of his shirt open giving him a very mature sexy look if you can say it, she walked to him, kissed him deeply running her hands up his chest. I stared at the interaction, they left without another word, my dad giving me this look of superiority if you can call it that. I rushed to my room to start to look up Stacy, she wasn't on my facebook, she wasn't found on any of my friend's lists, and I checked my blocked lists and found her there, apparently I blocked her from contacting me but why? Was she that bad now that I didn't want to talk to her, I was confused, there has to be more there, I just had to figure it out.

The more it seemed like I was figuring things out the harder it was becoming, I was getting lost in evidence, and hints and clues that I found one day would vanish the next. Within another week Stacy was in her early 30s and looking even hotter now. She and dad were now married and had been for 5 years, there are pictures of me at the wedding and I don't even remember it at all. Stacy seems to have my dad in her palm most of them, the house seemed more vapid and feminine and had to be clean and proper all the time for her and her friends. None of our friends even seem to remember her. 

I tried to go to my dad about this, about how weird everything was but he acted like I was out of my mind. I heard them talking one night and I blacked out. The next morning I woke up and I was blonde, and I was a little thinner, and my body looked like I was very concerned with how I looked.

I went to talk to my dad but anytime I wanted to Stacy was around him, I did notice one look he gave me, it was this heart pounding look, it was feral like he was looking at me as something else, not his son but I had no clue what.

I headed out with my friends trying to clear my head, trying to figure how what my mom and her husband were talking about, god he looked at me and I don't know it turned me on, maybe I will talk to her about it later, he always seemed to be around her when I wanted to talk to her. 

I was hanging out with my friends and we were walking around doing some shopping and a few of the girls had their boyfriends around and they were looking at me like I was weird. They were checking me out though, I could feel their eyes on me, it felt good though not like I would ever steal one away but still it's nice to feel wanted. 

I got home and finally my mom was alone. "Mom, we need to talk."

"What sweetie?"

"It's your husband."

"You know he likes when you call him Daddy."

"That sounds so creepy, like it's too sexual."

"We both know he is very sexual and he is very virile."

"Eww mom, god I wouldn't even think of being with him."

"Well he says he thinks you are very beautiful, just need a little more of a nudge and you will become sexy as hell."

"Yeah eww."

"So because of that, he gave me his black card so we can go to a spa for the weekend."

I paused my heart was racing "really a spa trip, oh god that's so cool, like when?"

"Go grab your stuff and we can head out."

I rushed upstairs to the bedroom, I grabbed some stuff and saw my mom's room open and I rushed in "Thank you so much" I said to my stepdad. He came to the door in his boxers and hugged me, I blushed a lot more when I felt his hardon, he was huge, god no wonder mom screams every night. I've never been attracted to an older man but suddenly feeling him so close I couldn't help but wonder.

Mom and I got home from the weekend at the spa, I had a cuter hair style mom loved it, and some long cute nails, I thought they were a bit too long but mom said Daddy would love them. He did. Daddy came in and sat on the couch and had us sit on either side of him, I felt so close to him, his arm was around me and I felt good, protected and for the first time I wanted him.

I was in a daze, feeling so good, I watched as mom started to pull out his cock right there in front of me, his cock was huge and I just stared as she started to suck on it. She was slurping away and he looked at me and told me to help her.

I couldn't hold back and started to suck his big cock with her, I needed it, loved it. He groaned as Mom and I started to work his cock, sucking him felt so good, I am so happy mom married him, his big cock was enough to satisfy the both of us every night.

A YEAR LATER

"Hello Daddy, welcome home, how is Mommy?"

"Good sweetheart, you are going to have a new baby sister now, she was safe she is spending the night at the hospital tonight."

"Goody, does that mean I get all the time with you tonight?"

"Of course my little girl maybe tonight will be the night you get knocked up too."

I giggle "I hope so Daddy, I love you so much."

"Nice outfit, looks very cute"

I blush and pose "Thank you Daddy, now come inside so I can serve you like a good girl." I turned to head into the house, getting one last look of my dad's eyes, the hunger in them made me so horny. I walked into the house, going to the fridge to get Daddy a beer before the fun began, I walked past the locked case holding a black book on a stand, only Daddy was allowed to open the case, I barely even noticed it anymore, today I saw a small glow for a split second which drew my attention to the book, I was looking at it when the door closed with a bang snapping my attention back to Daddy. I smiled, "Here is your beer Daddy, now let me help you out of your clothes," I giggled as I start to help him take off his shirt like a good girl.