A Lost Daughter Ch. 32

Perhaps unsurprisingly, Hannah didn't remain conscious for more than an hour after our lovemaking session. The alcohol continued to hit her and the comedown of having lost her virginity and adrenaline dump experiencing so much had her passing out soundly. It was still somewhat early in the evening, so I waited until she was asleep and, on her side, to account for the possibility of vomiting during her slumber and went back out to the living room.

My three women were all in the living room, smoking and chatting. When I stepped into the room, they all three turned to me with sly smiles.

"Another notch on your bedpost?" Sienna asked.

I could detect the tiniest hint of jealousy in her tone, but she did a good job of keeping it off her face. I guess there were some elements of sibling rivalry that couldn't be avoided, despite being the orchestrator of the entire series of events. She had gotten what she'd wanted, much to my enjoyment, but that didn't mean that it wouldn't bring up a little insecurity.

"Well, I'm not sure if I would describe it like that," I tempered.

Truthfully, I wasn't trying to pad my 'body count' and felt no ego-boost from taking the virginity of another gorgeous teenager. I was, however, very much basking in the afterglow of the experience.

"She do okay? That was obviously her first time," Amber asked.

I nodded.

"She did, I think, but who knows how much she's going to remember and how she'll feel tomorrow," I wondered aloud.

"She was crushing on you before any alcohol entered the picture, I highly doubt she'll be anything but pleased," Kayla said.

"Actually, you're right. We've had conversations about sex in the past and losing our virginity specifically. You might not have guessed it, but she was worried that she'd be like 30 and still a virgin. I know she wanted to get it over with, she has always struggled with self-esteem issues," Sienna explained.

That seemed to track with what she'd said to me about it and given how reserved she seemed and how conservative she dressed I could tell that she was trying her best not to draw attention to herself. I considered that we'd unwittingly broken a young woman out of her shell and did wonders for her self-confidence as a byproduct of our meddling. I resisted the urge to pat myself on the back and just nodded, content knowing that once faced with the light of day Hannah was unlikely to deal with regret.

"So, you got anymore in the tank?" Sienna eyed me, motioning her head toward my midsection.

She had been positively ravenous since Hannah had arrived and we'd needed to play it safe. I was betting the little event in the alley had only whetted her appetite for more hijinks instead of sated her passion. I considered her question, wondering how my stamina would respond to another attempt at a release. It had been over an hour at this point, and I wasn't so old that I would need to worry about a turnaround of that length considering the women cloying for me. At least, that's what I hoped.

"I'm happy to try," I offered.

Sienna smiled broadly and stood up to immediately begin undressing, first pulling off her top and then stepping out of her skirt. She had already removed her heels long ago, so her panties came next. In only a few moments she stood completely nude and the concerns I had about my ability to get aroused again melted away immediately. Blood was being directed to my cock at a steady clip, and that only intensified in response to the next thing my daughter did. She picked up the half-smoked Newport 100 from the ashtray on the coffee table and took a strong drag, showing off a thick French Inhale that filled her lungs.

She rubbed her large, pregnant belly as she exhaled with pursed lips towards the ceiling in the most seductive manner she could manage. Kayla handed her a medium-sized glass bong that had been sitting on the floor beyond my vision, and I felt my heart begin to race.

"I know I've been such a good girl, but I'm sure our baby won't mind just this once," she teased.

I offered no contention of my own, my own heartbeat pounding in my ears in anticipation as she brought the piece up to her painted lips. She flicked her yellow lighter to life and circled it around the bowl, an auditory 'singe' accompanying her efforts. Thick, creamy smoke began to curl up from the chamber as I watched her work to fill it completely. As the tendrils began to tickle the mouthpiece Sienna took her mouth away and covered the top with her hand as she emptied her lungs.

When she replaced her lips to the mouthpiece, trapping it against her face and encircling her pouty lips, she pulled the stem and sucked the contents of the bong cleanly into her body. It was an absolutely divine sight to see every wisp of smoke disappear into her mouth, down her throat, and into her lungs with violent efficiency. Placing the bong onto the coffee table Sienna next brought her Newport to her lips and took a long drag, the cherry burning bright to indicate the suction she was applying.

A quick snap added the tobacco smoke to her cannabis filled lungs, followed by another, and then another. Her lungs were at absolute capacity now and with her back arched and face reddening slightly it was clear that she was about to exhale. She fought it though; her engorged belly being pronounced by the arch of her back and backlit by the television behind her. She snorted softly, contending with the spasms of her lungs and need for oxygen but keeping her mouth shut and her lungs full.

Suddenly, I felt the need for her rise to a level I couldn't resist and practically sprinted around the couch and embraced her. It seemed to be what she had been hoping for, and as soon as I was within arm's reach she leaned in and began kissing me. I met her with equal desire and kissed her back, being treated to her impossibly smokey breath immediately. Her tongue tasted strongly of ash and her smokey aroma further enhanced how dirty and sinful she tasted. I kissed her ravenously, taking her tongue into my mouth and holding it hostage as I attempted to take it with me.

I felt her fingers paw at my fly and unbutton me, and I begrudgingly pulled away from her momentarily to finish the job myself. I followed it by slipping my shirt over my head and then yanking the boxers off my legs to join my gorgeous daughter in total nudity. I resumed our kiss as our hands roamed over each other's bodies, me finding the firmness of her pregnant belly and engorged udders while her petal soft skin tantalized my chest, abdomen, and eventually shaft. I instinctively thrust myself into her hands, realizing that the short time we'd been unable to have sex had gotten me pent up.

I broke our noxious kiss to focus on her tits and Sienna took the opportunity to take a drag off her cigarette. Her breasts had swollen an incredible amount throughout her pregnancy, and her areolas had stretched and darkened. Tiny veins were visible around outside of her breast as her body was assaulted with the biological need to adapt to being a mother. She looked magnificent, and I took her right breast into my mouth hungrily as Sienna bathed me in a thick exhale. As I found myself getting lost in the moment, I felt a hand fighting my own for dominance in groping her chest.

My eyes snapped open, and I saw that Sienna was the culprit, trying to brush my hand away to touch herself. I moved my own hand aside and let her do what she was trying to do, which was cupping her thick, engorged breast and squeezing from the base to her areola. In only a few moments I was clued into what she was doing, as a trickle of warmth splashed onto my tongue from the nipple that I had been suckling. My cock surged at being fed by my daughter and I began to suck on her even harder.

Her flow increased as she seemed to open up the proverbial flood gates, and trickles turned into a spray that I felt hit the back of my throat in time with our efforts. I swallowed every drop like a starving beast, enjoying the mild but sweet taste of her lifegiving nectar. She took another drag on the dwindling butt of her Newport as I drank of her, treating me to a soft stream of smoke from her thick, pursed lips that she bathed me in.

I noticed Sienna turn slightly with her back to the couch and begin to descend, indicating a desire to sit down which I allowed by moving with her. Once sitting on the couch, I settled into my place at her side and continued feasting on her milk as I watched Amber take the spot on her other side. She took a cheek-hollowing drag off her cigarette and snapped it down her throat with a ball of smoke before leaning in and placing her lips over Sienna's left nipple. I watched as my wife and Sienna's mother fed from her daughter with feverish need, needing no assistance to knead expertly with both hands.

Smoke began to trail from her nostrils as she was breastfeeding, and I felt my cock harden to a truly unbearable level. Thankfully, a warmth enveloping me released the pressure and I strained my eyes to see Kayla's lips wrapped around my shaft. She was taking her time, gliding her tongue along the underside of my length with modest suction and a deliberate pace. It was clear she was trying to avoid pushing me over the edge too soon. Amber took her cigarette and placed it to Sienna's lips as she continued to drink, pausing a moan to take a powerful drag and inhale it deeply.

She moaned out a thick exhale that looked unbelievably sexy as Amber followed suit, pausing her feeding session for a quick drag and then resuming immediately after. Amber tapped the cigarette over top her daughter's swollen belly, allowing a column of ash to break off and rest on the rotund surface of her skin. I could hardly believe my eyes as my wife rubbed the ash into her skin, making her baby bump look like an unwitting participant in a depraved act of tobacco worship. I thought it looked absolutely magnificent swirled in grey-black, and apparently Sienna agreed because she took over rubbing duty from her mother.

After she was sufficiently marked, she brought her ashy fingers up to her mouth and licked them clean, and I broke my drinking to kiss her when she was done. Her stained tongue tasted incredible, and combined with Kayla sucking my cock and everything else that was happening I felt my arousal reach a level that was more than I could possibly bear.

"I need you," I panted as I finished cleaning her previously ashy tongue with my own.

She took my meaning immediately, and the way that I was adjusting my posture to be more upright on the couch indicated that she knew how I wanted her. Kayla removed her heavenly mouth from my midsection to make way for Sienna, who steadied herself on her knees to position her swollen pussy over the head of my prick. It took no effort at all to slide into her when her weight settled onto me, and we offered a collective gasp of pleasure as we became one.

I dug my fingers into the thick mounds of her ass as she began to rock softly on my lap. I returned to her tits and sated my thirst for her milk, despite being sufficiently hydrated, I was finding it hard to get enough. My wife handed her a fresh Newport, which she accepted graciously with a monstrous drag, and I could see Kayla was taking a massive bong hit from behind her as she continued to ride me. After Sienna had inhaled her mouthful of smoke with a thick snap, Kayla placed her left hand along her jaw to tilt her head to the side and up.

The lungful of smoke that Kayla had just vacuumed into her lungs from the bong was effortlessly transferred into Sienna's as their lips met. Kayla exhaled as Sienna breathed deeply, once again combining the smoke from two different sources inside of her nubile body. I couldn't resist taking a break from trying to drain her tits to lock lips with her, her noxious breath and tongue taking me on a journey of carnal pleasure that I felt as a lightning bolt of pleasure in my dick.

After her lungs were empty and my stamina depleted, I began to sprint towards the finish line and a climax that was going to be all-encompassing. I tightened my grip on her thick ass and worked her hips with my own pelvic thrusts as she moaned aloud with each crash of our bodies. I felt my scrotum tingle and tighten and my toes curl as I began to cum, my surging phallus releasing a payload into my daughter's body that already swelled with my child. As I continued to pump her full of my seed and Sienna reached the edge of her own orgasm Kayla sealed her lips over my moaning princess once again.

She force-fed her another lungful of weed smoke, stealing away her ability to oxygenate herself as she rode out her physical release. Kayla gave no concessions, affording no mercy to my pregnant daughter as she gave her smokey mouth-to-mouth without her consent. When she finally pulled away Sienna was unable to stop the cough that sent smoke sputtering from her mouth and nose as she struggled to adapt to breathing normally.

Seeing her cough and sputter thick tendrils of smoke while contending with her own spasming cunt and my ejaculating cock inside of her imbued my release with more vigor that coaxed several more jets of semen from me. I hastily grabbed her engorged udders and squeezed them as I'd seen before, milk spraying out of her thick, dark nipples all over my chest, neck, and face. I opened my mouth to catch what I could, gulping it down ravenously as I continued covering myself in her nutrients.

Finally, after my balls were empty, her cunt was leaking, and my body covered and full of her maternal milk I allowed my hands to fall to my sides and relent to heaving breaths to satisfy my burning lungs. The flick of a lighter was barely enough to bring my attention back to the moment in time to accept a smokey kiss from Sienna who had a freshly lit Newport 100 between her yellowed fingers. She tasted divine, as she always did, and I'm sure she tasted the splashes of her milk that remained on my lips in return.

When she leaned back and peered down at me with glassy, dilated pupils and reddened eyes courtesy of the pot, I couldn't help but admire her beauty. She was a very bad mom, and a very good daughter.

"That was overdue," she croaked, her throat sounding a bit dry.

Amber heard it too and walked into the kitchen to get her something to drink. When she returned it wasn't a bottle of water that she had in her hand but a glass of clear liquid. My suspicions were confirmed when Sienna took a small sip from the glass and swallowed with a slight frown on her face.

"Mom, this is vodka," she said disapprovingly.

"Like you said, it won't hurt this once," was her reply.

Being that it was my child in her belly, I wasn't sure how I should be feeling about my chain-smoking, stoned daughter drinking vodka. I had never been very good at trying to maintain my adherence to decency when the moment itself was this arousing. I felt it hard to feel anything other than a dull ache in my groin as my desire failed to encourage my physiology to respond. I settled on watching and enjoying the show as my manhood continued to shrink against my will and slip out of Sienna's pussy.

"Fine, but this is my one cheat day and that's it," Sienna conceded with little resistance.

She took another sip of the healthy pour of vodka that remained in her tumbler and leaned her head back as it traveled down her throat.

"Fuck, I've missed that burn," she moaned.

She may have just had an orgasm, but her pleasure at drinking again after all her time abstaining was hard to ignore.

"You look so sexy," I said, unable to keep it to myself.

And I wasn't lying. She was very obviously stoned, swollen and pregnant, and had her hands clutched around a glass of vodka and a cigarette slotted between her fingers. She looked like a cover model for 'Bad Mom Monthly,' a magazine publication that would only ever exist in my fantasies, unfortunately.

Of course, she smiled at me when I said this and took another long sip of her drink.

"What about our baby? Aren't you worried about her?"

I looked at her for a moment, unsure if I heard what I thought I'd heard.

"Her?" I clarified.

A smile broke out around the cigarette she pulled on, a quick snap inhale commencing before she deigned to elaborate.

"I know we talked about keeping it a secret until the big day, but I couldn't help it," she confessed.

It was true that it had been decided we would wait until the delivery to be surprised by the sex of the baby, but Sienna being unable to restrain herself didn't really bother me.

"How long have you known?" Amber asked, unable to hide a big smile.

"Not long, my 20-week ultrasound," she smirked.

It was the time we'd both been working, so it made sense that she took the opportunity to uncover the truth.

"I'm so happy for you," Kayla said, her eyes watering slightly.

I knew that she was still disappointed at being denied the opportunity to have me breed her, and behind the happiness for Sienna was the sadness that she wasn't sharing the experience firsthand. I reached my hand out and touched her arm, giving her a warm smile when our eyes met. I didn't have anything against putting a baby inside of her, but I would wait to see how crazy my life became with one child before signing up for another so soon. Secretly, I also worried about the longevity of our relationship.

She was absolutely infatuated with me right now, but she was still so young and inexperienced. I figured there would likely come a day when she would want to venture out and make her own life and break free from our sordid little makeshift 'family.' I wouldn't say any of that to her, however, as I knew she'd deny the possibility of that ever happening vehemently. Even so, I'd hold out for as long as I could. But that brought another thought to my mind.

"Has Hannah ever spoke to you about being a mom?" I asked Sienna suddenly.

Her smile went crooked at she looked sidelong at me, taking a sip and a drag before answering. When she did, smoke punctuated each syllable, and I had to fight my urge to interrupt her for a kiss.

"Oh yeah, she's a 30-year-old in an 18-year-old's body. She's been pretending to be a mom since she was little. I thought it was just a phase but nope, it's never changed. In the last couple of years we've had a lot of conversations about how much she wants to be a mom as soon as possible. She essentially wanted to meet someone in high school and get married after graduation and start a family right away. I thought she was insane, but now I kind of get it. Why? What did she tell you?" She asked.

I groaned, feeling a wellspring of concern sprout up suddenly.

"She said she wasn't on birth control, which I figured, and then explained that she wasn't concerned if she got pregnant," I answered.

Sienna laughed, shaking her head in a knowing way.

"I can't believe she actually said that, well, actually I can. But still, it's a crazy thing to say to the person you lose your virginity to..." her words trailed off, realizing her mistake.

"Wait, okay, I know what you guys are thinking but I was different. It took months, and you're not a random person. To Hannah, you kind of are just some random person, and this was her very first time even kissing someone," she defended herself.

We all rolled our eyes in her direction, her distinctions not quite as compelling as she thought they were. The silly moment evaporated immediately, being replaced by anxiety when Kayla asked her question.

"How did you know each other before things, you know, became how they are?" She asked.

I suddenly realized that Sienna had given a little bit of insight into the truth of our relationship, which we'd continued to conceal from Kayla for obvious reasons.

I didn't immediately know how to answer her, and apparently, I wasn't alone as no one else volunteered to fill the silence that my short-circuiting brain was creating. After several awkward moments, Amber replied.

"It's a long story, I'll explain it another time," she said.

It was a cop-out for sure but delivered in such a calm and nonchalant way that it was hard to argue against. Thankfully, Kayla didn't, just nodding and smiling seemingly content. I sighed internally at another close call being inexplicably dodged. I also knew the perfect topic to bring up that would segue out of danger.

"So, it sounds like we need to start thinking of names," I said.

This brought smiles back to everyone and reignited the conversation.

"I like Angelica," Sienna said.

"Like, from Rugrats?" I asked.

Her brow furrowed, confusion on her face.

"I don't know what that is," she replied.

I stifled a laugh, forgetting how young she was.

"Nevermind, yeah Angelica isn't bad," I lied.

"What about Faith?" Kayla suggested.

Sienna didn't look convinced.

"Kind of reminds me of Ben and Julia," she said.

Kayla nodded, seemingly understanding the connection.

"Natalie?" Amber said.

"Everyone will just call her Nat, which is a bug," Sienna replied.

So far, she was none-too-impressed with the offerings.

"How about Veronica?" I said.

Sienna placed her finger on her chin as she considered it.

"I actually like it, old school but still sexy," she appraised.

I was actually surprised she liked it, given how she'd reacted to all the other suggestions up to that point. It was nothing definitive, but at least we had a viable option.

"I guess we're going to be grandparents," Amber said with a wry grin.

I shook my head, not feeling nearly old enough to be ready to get called 'grandpa.'

"I'm really happy for you guys," Kayla said genuinely.

"Thanks," we said in unison.

After that we got off the couch and I went to the bathroom, seeing as I was covered in breast milk. After showering I met Amber in bed next to Hannah, who was still asleep on her side where I'd left her. Amber was laying on her side looking at her with a strange expression that I couldn't place. Our bed was a king, but even still there wasn't a lot of extra room as I snuck in on the right side.

"What are you thinking?" I asked, wanting to understand my wife's strange expression as she watched the redheaded teenager sleep.

"Just that I already feel attached to this girl, and protective of her," she whispered.

I knew what she meant. Sending her back to live with Ben and Julia after this weekend was going to feel strange, considering how repressed Hannah had been when she'd arrived. I was also dubious of the prospect of putting the toothpaste back in the tube. She seemed totally liberated by the experiences of the past two days, and I doubted she'd be willing to go back to the reserved young woman she'd been. Which, of course, introduced a lot of potential for disaster.

"What if she wants to stay?" Came her next question.

I took a deep breath, unsure of how I would realistically handle that without blowing up our entire lives.

"Honestly, I have no idea. I can't even consider the kind of shit we'd be stepping in if we essentially stole another daughter from Ben and Julia. There's no way they'd let it happen again without getting way too into our business," I explained.

This seemed to pacify Amber for the moment, but I knew that the gears of her devious mind were already turning.

I shuddered to think what kind of devilry she would come up with by the next morning.