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The Sunfield Trailer Park (LVA24 x MsBloom)

Liam was left sitting there with a raging erection that he didn't want to have. Olivia was his daughter, not a "daughter" like the others, but his actual daughter. He should have had this happen, but the way she was acting and how her body had developed made the man lose his mind. She got what she wanted though, he would have given her props for that if he weren't her father.

Yet after she left, he found himself unable to settle down. It felt great having her rub against him like that, but the feeling was fleeting and he knew he needed to take care of it. Mary was asleep and even if she weren't, she wouldn't help fulfill his needs right now, so he decided it was best to head to the bathroom and rub one out. Hopefully it would be enough.

Liam was on his way to the bathroom when he heard the moan. That... was unmistakable and he looked toward Olivia's room, the lights were off... but it was definitely coming from there. Liam couldn't resist. He slowly crept up to her room and cracked open the door ever so gently and quietly. He barely saw anything, but he could see Olivia moving under the covers. He could hear the muffled moaning. She was touching herself... and she was doing it after what she had done. This girl...

His cock was hard... he couldn't resist. Liam pulled his pants down enough to release his cock and started rubbing it as he watched and listened to Olivia. He just needed to jerk off once and this would never happen again... but he needed this release badly now and his daughter was driving him crazy.
 
Olivia didn't masturbate often. She was just not very sexual, at least she usually wasn't. She had never even had a boyfriend, barely even been on a date. This time however it was as if she couldn't get enough. She stopped herself right at the edge of an orgasm and then continued, stopped and started again, each time she was more sensitive and the intervals between starting and stopping were shorter and shorter each time until she just couldn't stop. She bit down hard on the pillow and her entire body began to shake and spasm. The pillow only just barely muffled her cries of pleasure.

Mary woke up needing to pee. She always did after she had been drinking. Liam's side of the bed was empty and she checked the time. He was probably still downstairs in front of the tv. She got up, wearing nothing but panties and walked out into the hallway, her large breasts sagging slightly without a bra to support them but it wasn't much. They were still firm.

As she entered the hallway she stopped. It was dark but surely that was her husband outside their daughter's room, but what was he doing. Was he jerking off while watching Olivia sleep? Rather than confronting him though she faked a yawn and turned of the lights, pretending not to have noticed what he was doing.
 
Her sweet voice was all he needed and while he didn't actually see anything, just knowing that she was doing something like this was enough to spark Liam's imagination. He rubbed his cock slowly as if to match her rhythm, as far as he could tell and it felt good. They were masturbating together in a way and there was such a forbidden feeling to it. Liam had been finding out more and more that Taboo was his biggest turn on it seemed.

She came and he was so close as well. His strokes got stronger and faster until... a yawn. Liam panicked. He quickly rushed to pull his sweatpants up, using the elastic band to hide his erection against his belly and covering it with the shirt. It wasn't perfect and being interrupted like this was the worst, but he couldn't let Mary find out.

"Hey... are you headed to the bathroom?" He asked. She was naked, she was still so hot and he was so horny that he wanted to fuck her right then and there, but she looked sleepy and pissed and he couldn't let her know he had an erection. "You can go ahead first, I'll... wait in the bedroom." He whispered, looking away from her and leaning forward slightly to hide the erection. His heart was about to explode. Did she notice? She wasn't saying anything, so maybe not?
 
Mary nodded.
"Gotta pee," she said and walked towards the bathroom at the other end of the hallway
"You checking up on Olivia or are you still enjoying watching her sleep."
It was something Mary had never understood the joy in, watching her child sleep but from the moment she was born Liam could stand in the door to her room and just watch her sleep for hours. It was as if it was the most fascinating thing in the world, watching his daughter sleep. Of course he had done more than just watch this time hadn't he. Perhaps he was having ideas about switch mother for daughter. He wouldn't be the first man to do something like that.
 
He cleared his throat uncomfortably when she spoke about watching her sleep. He used to do that for sure when she was a baby and child, but not so much recently. He adored it, she was so cute and it marveled him, eased his soul and worries. He loved his daughter more than anything, pushing the recent lust aside, his love for Olivia was there from the start, but he never felt that with Mary. She was a good mother, raised her daughter, but sometimes he felt like she resented her. Liam was not well versed in things like post-partum depression and the likes and he never paid too much heed to the warning signs of Mary's feelings for Olivia - it was a failure on his part.

"Just checking up and making sure she's alright. We had a bit of an argument before is all." He said, glancing at his wife. His cock was still straining the elastic band, but he hid it well.
 
Mary nodded and as she stood there looking at her husband, knowing what he had just done without him knowing that she knew, she knew that under the circumstances she might get away with a hand job, possibly a boob job. She wasn't really in the mood for either but it was becoming obvious that she would have to start satisfying him if she wanted to stay married to him.
"Come," she said and reached for the elastic waist band of his sweat pants.
She of course felt his erection straining against it but said nothing about it. Gently she pulled him along with her into the bathroom, closed and locked the door behind them before pulling down her panties and sat down to pee.

She looked up at him with a smile as she pulled down his sweat pants.
"Looks like you need a bit of help," she said and started to stroke his cock as the first trickle of urine splashed into the toilet.
 
Liam was admittedly confused when she pulled on his pants so he'd follow her tot he bathroom. Had she noticed the erection? There was no way she didn't feel his cock against her finger. But she didn't notice he was jerking it to Olivia... because if she had, she would have said something, right? She would have been enraged and cursed him, called him out on his perversion, right? He followed her, but the worries remained.

Until she sat down to pee, something he'd seen multiple times throughout their married life and stroked his cock. She smiled at him too. Liam felt conflicted, but her hand on his cock was too good. "Mary... what's gotten into... you?" He muttered, grabbing onto the sink next to him as he strained to not moan. Her warm hand was still amazing and he could hear her peeing, the liquid hitting the bowl and water even as she stroked him. This was very new.
 
What had gotten into her? This was not something she had ever thought about before but she hoped it would show him that she was still adventurous when she wanted to be.

She finished peeing but kept stroking him and then she leaned forward and wrapped her large breasts around his cock.
"Fuck my tits Liam," she whispered and pushed her breasts tightly around his cock, creating a smooth tunnel that she hoped would be a good enough substitute for her vagina so that he would finish between them.
 
She finished peeing, but continued to stroke him. Liam loved his wife's tits, but her giving him a boobjob was always amazing, but he truly wanted her pussy. What had gotten into her? He didn't know, but Liam knew not to push it. If he asked to fuck her, she might complain and this would stop altogether, like with the anal incident. So he merely enjoyed what he got. Don't get greedy, was what he told himself.

It also didn't take long to make him cum considering he was close a few times earlier already. The man groaned and shuddered. "Mary, I'm cumming." He warned her, seconds before his cock started pulsing and shooting his seed.
 
Boob jobs was something Mary had always enjoyed when they were younger and she knew that Liam loved them as well. She certainly had the breasts for it too. They completely wrapped around his cock, not leaving even the hint of a gap except at the top where she could see the tip of his cock poking out every time he thrust forward and where seconds after he had warned her that he was cumming she could see his cum shoot out although not as powerfully as she remembered it. Could it be that this was not the first time he had cum since their night at the hotel? It probably wasn't. She was sure he jerked off regularly. How long had he done so while watching Olivia sleep. She had no idea. She was happy though that he had settled for what she offered.

Once he had stopped cumming she let go of her breasts, reached for the toilet paper and first cleaned her pussy and then using some water cleaned her breasts. She then gave him a kiss goodnight.
"You coming to bed too, or are you going to stay up watching tv?"
 
He took deep breaths after cumming. Liam wasn't necessarily quiet, but Olivia was likely asleep by now and he doubted that Mary would complain. Watching his wife with his cum on her heavy tits was quite the sight thought and she seemed more loving now that her usual self. He never really thought about it much, but Mary always seemed more connected and loving with him when they actually did something just the two of us - like sneaking off into the bathroom. Although, part of him did know that she was simply making an effort and he appreciated it.

"Yeah, I'll head to bed too." He said, taking his wife by the hand when she was ready and walking to their bedroom. Liam didn't try anything with Mary that night, he was tired anyway and satisfied. Hell, he passed out on the bed soon after laying down on his side.

The next morning Liam slept in, wanting to rest up. When he did wake up, the day itself was rather normal, but in the back of his mind the fact that Olivia was going to the party at the home he rented for his "daughters with benefits" was kicking him in the balls. He really hoped the girls controlled themselves and didn't let anything slip or mess with Olivia.
 
That night as she slept next to her husband Mary actually slept close to him, hugging him in her sleep.

Olivia slept until just before 10 am that Saturday. She got up and showered before going down to have breakfast wearing tight sweat shorts and a t-shirt. Faced with her dad in the kitchen she blushed. She couldn't believe what she had done with him the night before. It was almost as if it had not been her teasing him but it had. She smiled awkwardly at him but at the same time she couldn't help but wonder if he too had had to pleasure himself before being able to sleep, probably. She giggled and poured a cup of coffee before sitting down at the table opposite him and tried to not imagine him hiding in the bathroom to jerk off after she had gone to bed, imagined how his cock looked. She roughly knew the size after all but not the shape or texture. She shouldn't be thinking about such things. He was her dad but it wasn't like she had cared much about that the night before when she sat on his lap rubbing against it.

She didn't say anything except for good morning.

The day passed as most Saturdays did when there wasn't a track meet or any other family activity planned. Though it had been ages since they'd gone on a family picnic. Her mum seemed ever more distant with each day.

At 5:30 pm Olivia called her dad from the door. She was ready to go to Chloë's party. She wore a summer dress that hugged her breasts tightly, showing them off much more than the sweatshirts she normally wore, showing off just how big they had grown. It was obvious that she took after her mum. Even if Mary's still were two cup sizes larger Olivia's were certainly among the largest in her class. She had put on some make up as well, something she normally didn't. Her long hair was flowing down her back and there was a smile of almost childish happiness on her face.
 
Olivia looked stunning and that worried him as much as it excited him. He was always happy to see how much his little girl had grown into a woman, but he wouldn't be the only one to notice this. Thankfully, he trusted Chloe to keep her promise of it being just girls and that the party wouldn't get out of hand.

"Well, aren't you beautiful." He said, smiling at his daughter as they headed toward the car. Liam warned Mary that he'd be back soon as he was dropping Olivia off and they made their way to the car.

Along the way, Liam pretended to need directions. Oh he knew the way to the apartment very well by now, but he couldn't let Olivia notice that, so he followed her instructions according to what Chloe told her and soon they were arriving. "Alright, princess. Keep your phone with you at all times. Behave, don't do anything I wouldn't do. And no boys... I'll be here at 11pm sharp. Got it?"
 
Olivia actually let out a girlish giggle when her dad complimented her on her looks. Usually she hid much or her curves under bulky clothes and the only time anyone might actually notice her large swelling c-cups would be when she was in her track suit but even then they were somewhat squashed by her tight sportsbra. For tonight though she wore a bra that lifted and enhanced her breasts rather than trying to hide them and showed them off in all their impressive glory. At the same time Olivia always felt that they didn't quite fit the rest of her body which was slim and fit from all the training and practice at the tracks. She would have preferred them smaller.

She did notice his eyes being drawn to them before he looked up at her face as if he had suddenly remembered that she was his daughter and that it was weird for him to look at her that way. It was perhaps not strange though that he did, not considering the way she had teased him with them to get her way the night before. It was perhaps a bit stranger though that she enjoyed his eyes resting for a moment too long on them.

Chloë had given an address and a few basic instructions and with a few wrong turns and detours the car soon pulled up outside the building.
"I know dad, ok," Olivia said trying not to sound too annoyed with his instructions.
"No boys."
She rolled her eyes away from him and got out of the car.
"Call me when you're outside ok."
She had noticed as they came closer to the address that it was perhaps not the best of neighbourhoods and didn't want to stand around outside the building after dark waiting for him.


With no intention of letting Liam know each of the three girls had had one client each since his last visit to get money for the party, all of them out calls and no full service only blow jobs but it was enough for two family sized pizzas, chips, soda and beer. They had considered getting some weed as well but decided against it because if Liam found out they had given drugs to Olivia he'd have their asses back in the trailer park before they could say cheese.

When Olivia rang the door it was Chloë who came to open it. She gave her friend a hug and then held her at arms length to take in her looks.
"Damn girl, you dress up nicely don't you."
She gave her a kiss on the cheek and guided her into the living room where there were only two other girls other than Patty and Billie. All of them with a beer and a plate of pizza in front of them.
"Pizza and drinks are in the kitchen. I'm so happy you could come."
"Pizza and drinks are in the kitchen.
 
Liam watched his daughter enter the building and waited a few minutes longer, knowing how long it would take her to get to the floor and in the house. Before he left, he took his second phone which he used for contacting the girls and sent them a text: "Behave yourselves and take care of Olivia. Have fun."

With that, he drove back home. Maybe an evening alone with Mary would do them some good, assuming she wasn't drunk already.


Nervousness and excitement bubbled in her belly the whole way up to the apartment. It wasn't like Olivia didn't have friends, she had plenty or at least she had plenty of people at school that liked her and had conversations with her daily. Parties though were never something she went to, sports were her focus and she honestly liked being home too. Plus, her friends were "good girls" and parties weren't really a thing. Not only that, but Chloë was different than any of her friends and she guessed her own friends would be as well.

She blushed at the compliment and then gave everyone a smile and wave. There were a lot of people she didn't know, but the party itself was small and with no boys as promised. At least her dad wouldn't have reason to complain... until beer was mentioned.

Olivia looked at Chloë with wide eyes for a split second. They were sixteen, how did she get beer!? This wasn't exactly legal. But there was this small itch in the back of her head that really made her want to try it. The others would think she was boring if she didn't - she could see they all held a beer or had one next to them. They expected her to do it as well, right?

"O-Okay..." She said, smiling at Chloë and walking into the kitchen to grab a beer. "This is a cozy looking place. The furniture is, hmm, interesting." It was old and outdated. "How did you get this place?" Olivia didn't know much, but from the way Chloë spoke, she seemed to be living here without her parents. She adored Chloë, but the girl clearly didn't have parents with money to get a second home just for her, so she did wonder.

As she spoke, Olivia took a sip of the beer and immediately tried her best to resist the cringe. It tasted bad, sour and weird... did people really like this?
 
Chloë shrugged at the question about how she had gotten the apartment.
"An old aunt died and left it for me along with a small fund to cover the rent until I'm 18 and can get a real job to pay it myself."
It was a flat out lie of course but it did sound at least semi-plausible.
"The furniture is all hers but I dunno. It has a certain charm to it even if they're all worn down and smell old. You should hear the noises the beds make if you move even a muscle."
Chloë laughed softly and offered Olivia a show and tell of said noises.
"Come," she said after Olivia had placed her plate and beer on the table.

The face Olivia had made when taking a sip of the beer was of course not lost on her but she had shot a look to the other girls to not tease her about it. Olivia was not like them, wasn't from the same kind of world. She had told Billie and Patty and their two friends, Jane and Dee Dee, to be nice to her even if Olivia was exactly the kind of girl the otherwise used to make fun of, a straight A good girl and probably so innocent she barely masturbated.

Chloë took Olivia's hand and lead her into the bedroom she shared with Billie and sat down on the bed which creaked considerably. She patted the space next to her as an invitation for Olivia to sit down too and as her friend did she began to bounce to show off how noisy and loud the bed was.
 
The lie was so plausible to Olivia that she believed it instantly. Why wouldn't she? The girl was innocent enough to assume Chloë had no reason to lie to her anyway. So instead she just gave her a solemn "I'm sorry for your loss." and left it at that. With that said, charming or not, the furniture did look really old, totally not Chloë's style.

She followed her friend and took the bottle with her, so that she had something in her hands like the others. Olivia tried to take another sip of it and the second time it went down a little easier. She still didn't like it, but she had to at least finish a bottle.

"Oh my God! Are you serious?" She suddenly said excitedly while bouncing on the bed a bit as well. "It feels like the whole thing is going to come down if we keep jumping." She giggled, a very young girlish giggle and her cheeks rosy now. Was it the drink already? "I move around in my sleep a lot... your neighbors would haaaaate me."
 
When Olivia commented that it felt as if the bed would break under them if they kept jumping on it Chloë put a bit more into her bounces.
"I move a lot too, not to mention Billie, and when we, y'know," she told her friend and smiled.
They jumped on the bed for a while and for that little while they were both like nothing more than two normal teen girls jumping on a bed just for the fun of it.
"Trying to replay the symphony of creaks from this morning are you,?"
It was Billie standing in the door looking at them with a bottle of beer dangling from her hand. She followed her comment with a chuckle and a wink.
"At least that's what the girls think you're doing so perhaps in the your friend's reputation we should get back to the living room."
Chloë joined Billie in her chuckle and then leaned in to whisper to Olivia.
"Don't mind her. She's just jealous."
 
Ah yeah, for a moment Olivia forgot that Chloë and Billie were dating. It was a bit of a shock to her when she said it the first time they hung out, but Olivia didn't judge. The mention of the noise and what it implied did make her blush a bit. However, bouncing on the bed was so much fun and Olivia found herself taking two more sips of her beer. She was getting used to the taste and it wasn't that bad now - bearable even.

"We didn't..." Olivia blushed when Billie came in and teased them. She didn't want to do anything to hurt their relationship. It seemed like they really liked each other. But it seemed like it was all alright.

She followed the girls to the living room, taking another, longer sip, and when they arrived, she took the pizza plate and sat on the floor with the others. When she was with Chloë, Olivia was more at ease, but with the other girls she didn't know, she really didn't want to say anything stupid or cut in, so she watched for now, eating and drinking.
 
Since Olivia didn't know anyone else at the party really, Chloë sat down next to her with another freshly opened beer.
"So she just did it like right there behind the bus stop and when he was done she spat it in his face. That's why he beat her up," Dee Dee said obviously finishing a story she had begun while Chloë and Olivia had fun in the bedroom.
"Well then you shouldn't play the game right?" Jane commented and rolled her eyes.
"Yea but like she told him to give her a heads up because she didn't want it in her mouth right. So it was he who din't play by the rules. I mean for fuck sake take it like a fucking man or don't play," Dee Dee answered back.
All the girls chuckled.
"Good for her I say," Chloë said after a big mouthful of beer.
"That shit tastes like ..." she made a face and then pretended to retch.
At this point most of the girls except for Chloë got up and headed to the kitchen for refills of both pizza and beer. Chloë grabbed a pack o cigarettes from the table and lit one.
 
They were so openly talking about something so sexual that it stunned Olivia a bit. As far as she could tell, a girl gave oral to a guy in public, he came in her mouth, she SPAT at him and got beat up. Not only was the conversation more sexual than anything she had talked with anyone before, but the violence was shocking. Especially with how casually they made it sound. It did make her think about the taste. The girls were making faces, so she assumed that cum didn't taste too great. Olivia pictured what it might be like to suck on a cock... she had no idea what the texture and feel would be though... yet the first cock that came to her mind was the most recent one, her father's.

She quickly blushed and drank the rest of her beer in one go, shuddering at the taste despite already being used to it. Her body was hot and her spirit was raised... quite a fair bit. Olivia hadn't eaten anything aside from a bite of the pizza and she was clearly a lightweight.

"Chloe... you smoke too?" She clearly drank and had sex, smoking wasn't shocking in of itself, but as an athlete she always heard that smoking took a toll on her lungs. How did this girl, who smoked and drank, beat her by half a shoe!? "Coach tells us to keep off that stuff or we won't run properly... is it true?" She whispered, as if she didn't want the others to hear her. She trusted Chloe, but the others she didn't really know. Plus, Billie didn't seem to like her, she assumed.
 
"I dunno," Chloë said and leaned back on her elbows clutching the cigarette between her lips.
"I suppose it is. To be honest I wouldn't know. Perhaps if I stopped I'd beat you by a full step the next time," she added and buffed her head against Olivia's arm, almost like how a cat buff at you when they want affection.
She then lifted herself up so she could whisper into Olivia's ear.
"Not to sound like an adult or anything," she said and rolled her eyes.
"But go easy on the beer. We don't want you coming back home drunk off your sweet ass."
She chuckled and added: "Not that I'd know I never saw much of it when we raced."

Now that the other girls were done with their pizza Jane suggested that they might perhaps play a game.
"Truth or dare anyone, or maybe never have I ever? Two truths and a lie?"
The girl all looked to Olivia as if they were expecting her to choose.
 
They were friends now and Olivia did adore Chloë, but at the end of the day, they were still rivals - at least to Olivia. She saw Chloë as someone to beat no matter how friendly they were, so her comments stung and at the same time burned a fire in her. She heard the advice her friend gave her, but she knew that Chloë wasn't on her first beer either. She knew that the others were drinking before she got here. She had to at least handle as much as Chloë.

The girl pondered the question when the others returned and leaned back against the couch to think. She ALWAYS wanted to play these kinds of games, but never had the chance to. She knew two of them, but could tell what they all did by their names alone. "How about, two truths and a lie?" She said, reaching over and taking Chloë's cigarette from her fingers. She winked at her friend and brought it up to her lips. It didn't go well... Olivia inhaled and immediately started coughing like she was in a house-fire. "That tastes disgusting... how do you... fuck..." She cursed, bringing her hand up as she realized it. so much for keeping up appearances.
 
"Two truths and a lie it is then," Chloë said and was just about to suggest that Olivia should start when her friend took the cigarette from her and took a drag on it to the expected effect of uncontrollable coughing causing the other to chuckle and laugh.
"Easy there," Chloë said but didn't take the cigarette from Olivia and then laughed even more when her usually so proper friend cursed.
She couldn't remember ever having heard Olivia use bad language at all before. She still called her cunt kitty for crying out loud and even then she blushed as she said it.
"Slowly," she explained and grabbed the cigarette Billie had just lit.
"Like this," she continued and showed Olivia how to close her lips gently around the filter and inhale slowly and then exhale right away rather than dragging the smoke down into her lungs.
All eyes in the room were now on Olivia waiting for her second drag.
 
She didn't want to do it. Olivia's throat was still burning and that awful taste wouldn't go away. She really didn't want to do it and regretted having done so to begin with. She thought it would make her look good and cool and the others would thing she was more on their level. She wanted to fit in while she was here. What others thought of her mattered more than even she realized.

But all eyes were on her. Her cheeks flushed and she tried to mimic Chloë. She slowly inhaled and then exhaled. The smoke came out much smoother, but she still coughed twice afterward. She hated it. The girl quickly gave the cigarette back and shook her head. "Nope... it's alright. Not for me. Shall we... play?" She said, coughing again. "I can start. Hmm... I once forgot to wear a bra to school. I've never had a dog. And... hmmm... I failed on a math exam once!"
 
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