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With child like innocence clouding her sense of reason, Pan moved with cat like stealth to her daddy's office door. Crouching down, the ebony haired teen decided to play it safe and peered into the room from the crack in the door...
Then she stopped cold, squeezing her eyes shut and then opening them to make sure she was seeing what she was seeing.
In side the neat and tidy office was her daddy, his head thrown back and allowing his locks of spiky black hair to hang over the seat's headrest, the shirt he had been wearing was hanging open and revealing his layers of hard muscle to her eyes. And what shocked the teen most, she could clearly see that her daddy's pants were undone and that she could clearly Bra's blue hair moving between his legs.
Pan swallowed, knowing she should look away, walk into the kitchen and call her mom. It was wrong, so very, very wrong and if nothing else, this was an invasion of privacy—an invasion of her dad's privacy. And yet she couldn't seem to move her eyes from the sight, and truth be told, something inside her didn't want her to. She was always hearing the girls at school talk about older men having sex with younger woman as though it was depraved and disgusting. But this wasn't disgusting, this was hot.
Pan was not blind, she had known her father was an incredibly handsome man from a very early age. His legs, thighs and calves were wholly muscular, his stomach defined and etched to perfection with the bulging muscles of a Greek god; eve his arms showed the muscles of a seasoned warrior. But he was not bulky in any way. He was lean and fast and . . . enthusiastic.
Suddenly, Pan realised that she was losing track of her thoughts—they were no longer connecting or making any sense. Her heightened vision caught the sight of droplets of sweat dotting his skin and it made her mouth water, the urge to taste him filling her as heat exploded between her thighs.
Before her mind really registered what she was doing, Pan could feel her hand slip within the confines of her swimsuit. The teen's tongue snaked out to moisten her lips as her hand moved between her own legs and slid between her folds, a barely audible moan leaving her as her fingers made long, slow strokes through her folds.
Truth to tell, The teen decided she should defiantly do this more often considering how damn good it felt. Images flashing through the girls mind of a muscular man with spiky black hair leaning over her, the rough fingers of his strong hands digging into her hips as his full length entered her with the full force of a sayain warrior.
Unable to resist, Pan peered back through the crack in the door, watching as her daddy sat Bra on his desk, teasing her by rubbing his cock up and down her slit before plunging into her depths. Captivated by the sight of her father, standing tall and his muscles rippling as he moved; It was really hot. Although her parents were very sexually active, Pan had never actually been exposed to much sexual material, especially as she spent a lot of time around her conservative grandmother so seeing this was a real shock to the system.
She didn't know why, but at that moment she found the male body very...beautiful. It made her feel things in her body she had rarely felt before and with the scent from the heated fucking going on in the office; her sayain sex drive was going crazy.
Pan slid a finger inside herself and bit her lip to hold back a gasp as she began moving it in and out in time with the thrusting of her father's rigid cock. This took effort; in a true sayain style Gohan was fucking Bra in a manner that was both fast and rough. Imitating it had Pan biting back more than gasps; in a sudden attack of lightning, she found herself on the brink of a violent orgasm.
Slipping another finger inside herself, Pan lost herself in the feel of her walls stretching to accommodate the invading digits and imagining that it was her who her father was thrusting his large cock into. She was getting closer and closer to her peak— Kami she might even cum before them.
However at the sound of Bra's high pitched voice screaming "Oh Kami Gohan, it's so good! Harder! Harder!" Pan decided it was time to leave before hurriedly retreating to her room across the hall.
Locking the door and leaning against it for support, Pan tried to calm her body down but she was so hot, especially between her legs. She just kept thinking about her naked father fiercely fucking her best friend.
Closing her eyes, she started fondling her breasts with one hand and her lower regions with the other. She was already so wet and the memory of seeing her dad in all his naked glory was only fuelling her desires as she listened to the moans coming from the office.
"Ohhhhhhhh..." she moaned, slipping a hand back beneath her bathing suit and plunging her fingers into her soaking depths.
Her legs were quickly turning to mush and soon she was on the verge of falling to the floor. Gasping for air, she picked herself up and almost ran towards the bed; slipping the shoulder straps off and letting the suit slide to the ground. Feeling desperate for her release, she promptly resumed her fervent pace.
'Oh Kami, I can't believe I'm doing this. Oh why did daddy have to look so damn good naked?!' she thought to herself as she moaned with delight; grabbing both of her large breasts and squeezing them firmly. Grasping and clutching the large, soft orbs of flesh in her hands and pinching her nipples; which she found to be quite pleasurable.
"Mmm..." she found herself moaning as she began to lightly arch her body to her own touch and after about a minute or so of teasing her breasts, Pan began to trail her hand down further southward. She kept one hand on her breasts, letting out soft moans as she felt the heat growing between her legs. Spreading her long legs, the teen moved herself into the best possible position to pleasure herself in the way she needed to attain her desperately needed climax. She began slipping her fingers in and out of her wet vagina, slowly working them towards a heightened pace and sending waves of pleasure coursing throughout her body.
"Oh yes!" she moaned in ecstasy. Her pussy was so wet and her juices were free flowing down her inner thighs. Using her middle finger to probe into her depths and her thumb and index finger to tease her clit, Pan was soon arching her body in delight as the hot sensations coursed through her being.
However her body was craving for more. Calling a halt to her teasing, Pan reached over to the drawer in her bed side table. There, she pulled out a vibrator that she had been given a few years ago as a 16th birthday present; ironically it had been Bra who gave her the sex toy and know she was going to use it to pleasure herself to thoughts of the blue haired girl and her father.
In recent years, to increase it's profit margin capsule corp. had been moving away from vehicles and portable homes and into a wider rang business. What she was holding had actually been her mother's idea as after observing how many lonely nights chichi had had while married, Videl commented to Gohan that capsule corp. should provide something for them and taking her seriously; the demi sayain had told Bulma his wife's idea. It had actually been a very good business move, increasing the companies profit by at least three times the original amount. This was one of their top models.
Turning the toy on, Pan moaned as she felt it begin to buzz in her palm and with insatiable sexual hunger, she plunged it into her hot pussy. The vibrating device humming as it teased her most sensitive areas. However, she was careful not to plunge it too deep so it wouldn't break her hymen. She was hoping to save that for her first real time.
"Oh my Kami!" Pan gasped while moving the toy up, down and in circles between her folds; the faster she moved it, the harder her fingers moved on her breast, first swirling around her nipple then tweaking the hard nub at the centre. Eyes shut as she basked in her own pleasure, Pan bit her lower lip; her breasts heaving as her body rocked in time to the rhythm of the vibrator's assaults. Her breath now laboured and shallow; the teen moaned incoherently as the vibrator's tip caressed her clit.
Her moans grew louder as she more fervently rubbed her breast and worked the vibrator in her cunt. In her mind, it was like she was watching a video of her dad and Bra. She imagined that she had a close up view of his giant cock as its bulbous head thrust into her pussy. Licking her lips hungrily, Pan gazed wantonly as her friends large breasts bounced to each of his thrusts; just daring her to suck on their hard, rosy pecks.
"Oh-oh-oh yes!" she cried, feeling her pussy throb and contract around the vibrator and imagining instead that it was the throbbing manhood of her father. "Oh my Kami, oh my Kami, oh my Kami," she cried, her body shaking from top to bottom as waves of pleasure rode her nerves.
Getting an idea, the teen drew the toy further up until she was placing the little head as close as she dared to her clitoris; making her almost jumped off the bed as the tip moved out of her grasp and began stroking her. In and out, up and down, swirling in circles, the device flicked and darted, until very soon the girl was limp mass of sexual energy; barley able to keep a grasp of the toy but fortunately for her it seemed to know just what she needed.
"Harderfasterharderfasterharderfaster," she chanted as the vibrator ran across her flesh, its pace quickening until suddenly every nerve in her body exploded and she came in a gush of steaming liquid.
"OH MY KAMI! OH MY KAMI! OH MY KAMI!" she screamed, her body rocked by wave after wave of pleasure as her orgasm hit.
Dropping the toy onto her bed sheet, Pan struggled to breathe as she basked in the after glow of her climax. Finally, as the fury of sensations began to die down, Pan's eyes finally opened and reality once again hit her like a ton of bricks.
"Oh...Oh my..." she gasped as she looked down at herself and took in the sheer magnitude of what she had done.
...
Unfortunately , Pan whished she could say that was the worst of it. Masturbating to the thought of your father was one thing when your caught off guard. However, she had been getting off to the thought of her daddy fucking her almost daily since that afternoon.
She couldn't explain it. But even the slightest whiff of Gohan's sent her nerves ablaze and her pussy flooded with excitement. And because every room in their house held her daddy's masculine sent, Pan had no choice but to succumb to her desire however that didn't make it any easier for the part sayain and she had decided to avoid her loving parent as much as possible.
And for the most part, it had been a success. So much so that she had almost no need to masturbate any more. That is until today of coarse...
Maybe it was because of the full moon or the fact she could easily hear her parents going at it in the bathroom but either way; Pan had been beset by a sense of desire ever since she had woke up.
Trying to ignore the burning sensation within her loins, Pan had decided to spend her day training; burning off her sexual energy by doing something constructive. But by lunch, the teen had managed to break or ware out every piece of equipment in the Son's considerable sized gym; even the gravity machine.
Growling as she flung the towel across the room, the kicking bag no more then shreds and sand pilled at her feet. This was no good, she could keep this up all day but that didn't mean she would be any nearer to release. It was then, she came to a decision...
Pretending what she had seen hadn't done any good and seemed to have only made things worse. So perhaps doing the opposite would achieve like wise results.
Considering it was almost time for the workers of Capsule corp. to go home to their families, the 49th floor corridor seemed strangely deserted. Trying to suppress the ominous feeling that filled the pit of her stomach, Pan Son began to walk quickly down the hall. Although the journey took less than a minute, it felt to Pan as if a whole year had passed by the time she reached the door to the outside of her father's office.
Not surprised to find that that blond whore who called herself a secretary was not doing her job, Pan walked across the office and was about to knock on the door when she heard voices coming from the room.
Relaxing as she recognised the voices as those belonging to her parents, Pan decided it would be better to play it safe; Pan could remember more than one occasion where she had barged in on her parents when she thought it had been safe and found them in some what of a compromising position.
Getting down onto one knee, the teen quickly peered into the office through the key hol. And what she saw made the part sayain almost scream. Although that was defiantly her mother's voice, the mass of blue locks in-between her father's legs was certainly not Videl Son.
Pan couldn't believe it, this was not happening to her; this was so not happening to her.
She couldn't forgive her dad for fucking Bra one month ago but Pan hadn't told her mother about Gohan's infidelity because she thought she knew her daddy well enough to believe that he would never do it again. Well this was certainly a wake up call.
And what made it worse for the teen was that she could feel herself becoming aroused from the sight.
Before she could stop herself, Pan's nimble hand slipped beneath the confines of her shorts; moving her panties aside with a finger. A low moan slips past my lips as I play with clit, rolling it between my fingers. "Mmm," The teen gasped as her finger slipped into her pussy.
Considering that this probably wasn't the safest place for her to pleasure herself, Pan felt somewhat frilled at the prospect of being caught and undid the button of her shorts; Giving her more room to work. Hurriedly slipping another finger into her wet cunt, Pan shuddered at the full feeling before moving her digits at almost breakneck speed. There was only one way she was going to get rid of the feeling.
But she would have to be quick...
However, ten minutes later and Pan was still their. Pressed against the hard wood of the office door, one of her dark sapphire eyes was closed while the other peered through the key hole; watching the seen in the office intently. She couldn't explain it, when she had been this aroused in the past, even without the help of her vibrator; it would normally only have taken her a few minutes to climax and yet she was almost pushing 15 minutes.
Trying to pretend that the object invading her was a large cock instead of her lively fingers, Pan did her best to stop herself from moaning but it was no good and she had to settle for biting down on her free hand.
Pan couldn't explain it but their was something so erotic about watching her father fuck a woman that she just couldn't bring herself to look away.
However, arching her back and leaning back against the cold wall as another surge of pleasure travelled along her nerves, catching her off guard as her fingers brought her to the peek of the self induced orgasm approaching.
"Uh-uh-yes! YES! Oh Daddy you make me feel so good!" Pan moaned, her hand falling from her lips as wave after wave of pleasure hit her body. "Oh-oh-oh Daddy! Oh Daddy! I'm cumming!"
Gasping for breath, the teen almost collapsed into a puddle on the office floor as her body shock in the after shocks of her organism. Her mind was spinning and for the time being, all rational thought and sense had left the teen.
"Did you enjoy the show?"
It took Pan a few seconds to register that someone had spoke, and even then she couldn't recognise the voice until she saw the glistening pair of red boots standing beside her.
Swallowing hard, the girl slowly looked up, her eyes travelling along the creamy skin of bra's legs, the sight of the bluenet's creased skirt hanging loosely around her hips was evidence of the heiress's hurried dressing. Trying to ignore her friend's clearly visible, large breasts that were straining against the materiel of her top; obvious signs of the bluenet's arousal until Pan's eyes meet Bra's.
It was to say the least an uncomfortable moment for Pan. Not only had she been caught masturbating by her best friend, but she had been caught masturbating to said best friend as she was being hurriedly fucked in the ass by her father. Uncomfortable was at that moment a picnic for the quarter sayain compared to what she was feeling.
Bra on the other hand seemed to have a very different view of the situation. Her hands were placed o her hips as if the teen was imitating her mother and her deep blue irises held no anger; only amusement. Taking her time to enjoy the situation, Bra walked other to her friend before kneeling down beside her.
With the feeling of her burning desire blazing between her thighs, Bra moved without hesitation and reached her hand out and rubbed her thumb over Pan's nipple. Pan couldn't resist moaning at the sudden contact, subconsciously enjoying the feel of the bluenet's hand as it lightly ran along the underside of her right breast.
"Bra..." the teen gasped while moaning at the attention the slightly older sayain was giving to her breasts. "What are you doing?"
Grinning mischievously, Bra used her other free hand to wrap around the dark haired girl's waist and pull her close, replying. "Just having a little fun." before leaning down and placed her lips on Pan's; demanding entrance. Pan's eyes widened in shock as Bra's lips attacked hers, her tongue running along her dry lips and she couldn't help but give the bluenet access.
Pan's eyes remained widened with shock however. Feeling a man touch her body in an intimate way was one thing, but a woman was a different story. Given that she wasn't gay or bisexual, it was an unusual feeling for the teen. But Bra seemed comfortable with it and took it a step further, pulling her smaller frame against her own and grinding their body 's against one another in such away that Pan thought she might just cum from the sensation alone.
It wasn't that Bra was a lesbian; she could never imagine herself giving up the ecstasy and exhaustion that only sex with a man could give for the gentile and tenderness of a woman's warmth. Just ever since she went through puberty the bluenet had been very curious about her sexuality and although decidedly straight; the sayain princess had found the female body some what enticing and had always been slightly attracted to her childhood friend
It was a strange sensation for Pan since she had never even entertained thoughts about kissing another woman before, but Bra seemed really into it. And with so much sexual energy built up inside her, she couldn't help but be taken.
Falling under the ministrations of her friend, Pan never resisted as the older teen guided them back into her father's office.
Gohan could only watch on in surprise and horror as his secret lover brought his teen age daughter in the room as they were locked in a passionate kiss. He was just about to intervene when Bra's eyes opened and she flashed him a look that said all to clearly; 'leave this to me...'
Although he knew he should stop this, it was bad enough that he had had sexual intercourse with a girl who was not only not his wife but also young enough to be his daughter; but to bring his little Pan into it. Well that was something the hybrid didn't even want to consider. However something inside him wouldn't let him move, wouldn't let him stop the girls; wouldn't allow him to disobey the sayain princess's command.
Capturing her lips again, Bra's hands eagerly ran across Pan's body as they moved towards the office's lavish sofa; giving Gohan an even better view as the Bluenet's digits traced paths across the teen's womanly curves. Coming to rest on her slim waste, Bra gripped the hem of Pan's red top before pulling away from their kiss, letting her have a second to catch her breath before suddenly pulling the top off the teen.
