Thread: Unexpected surprises (incest, pm to join)

Isabelle smiled softly to herself as she slipped out of bed and began to look for a box underneath her bed. It was still dark and she didn't bother turning on the light. Neither of her parents were home, but still she didn't want to alert anyone if they happened to be there. Belle's mother worked night shifts in the hospital and her dad was usually working at this hour too. She didn't have any siblings, so the house should have been dead empty, just how she liked it. Finding the old shoe box the seventeen year old girl smiled sheepishly and tucked it under her limber arm. Years of gymnastics and dance had put her in good shape, she was fit and more limber than most girls her age. Still she was a bit different than most girls in the fact her parents had her on lock down almost 247. It was school and gymnastics only for her. No drinking, no partying, no hanging out with friends. It was work work work but at this time of night, she at least got to have a little fun. Dressed in a sky blue silky tank top and short shorts, she padded barefoot down the hall and slipped into her parents room. Just as she thought. Empty. Sitting the old worn box on the bed, she moved across the room and pushed the tv slightly, revealing a small compartment in the floor. Bingo. Belle pushed a hand through her fiery red locks and wondered if her mother knew about this stash as she pulled out a handful of dvds. Her mother wasn't exactly the most...empathic being. She was focused and always ranting about work. She was serious and as far as Belle knew, her mother and father hadn't been 'together' in years. Which is why her father had such an extensive porn collection and probably why he disappeared whenever she had to work. He was probably out getting laid, but she felt he deserved it. It wasn't that she didn't love her mother, Belle did and it hurt her when her dad came home smelling of whiskey and sex, but the way she treated him...he was bound to get sick of it. It was always do this, do that. I need this, I need that. Stop being an idiot, blah blah blah. Even Belle got sick of her treatment, but she was her mother. What could she do? Sighing at the thought, Belle shifted through the porn looking past the ones she'd already seen. If she couldn't get out and satisfy her urges like a normal teen, she could at least pleasure herself here. She respected her parents and their wishes in most cases, but they never said no to that. And what they didn't know, didn't hurt them. Finding an unlabeled dvd, her green eyes searched it for some sort of hint at what it was. There was nothing at all on the disc so she scrambled to her feet and popped it in the dvd player. Already she was a little aroused just thinking about what could be on the mystery disc. Her long limber legs moved her to the large king sized bed and the Egyptian cotton sheets engulfed her as she climbed onto it, rubbing her groin gently as the screen switched from the blue welcome screen to the unknown dvd. The movie began to play itself, meaning it was either a bootleg copy or something else. Her eyes shut as her legs bent and spread, leaning back onto the soft material. Faintly familiar voices could be heard from the tv screen, but she didn't realize why right away. There was moaning not 5 minutes in and grunting and....Danielle. The soft moans of the name startled Belle as she jerked up to see....her mother and father on screen. Her father was laying in that very bed grunting and groaning as her mother rode him like some sort of cowgirl. It was older, her mother looked younger...much like herself now and her dad....god. Belle had to blink as her eyes scanned his body. His muscled were rippling, and he had began to sweat a little. He was still in pretty good shape now, but she had never noticed him like...this before. Watching the home video, her cheeks flushed and she felt a rush of wetness in her loins. She was actually getting....really turned on by this. By...her father. She bit her lip hard, telling herself it was disgusting but she couldn't help but to rub her leaking womanhood, still staring at the screen as her mother slid off of him and began giving him a blow job. He was so...huge. Closing her eyes, Belle positioned herself to still see the screen, rubbing herself vigorously through her damp shorts. Her smaller but nicely sized breasts were jiggling slightly as she moaned quietly, Oh daddy...mmmm daddy... over and over again, not caring as she got louder, knowing her father wouldn't be home until morning.