The Family That Lays Together: Scene 261

Title: The Family That Lays Together: Scene 261

Author: RandyPan

Celebs: Kelly Rohrbach

Codes: FM, oral, mas, anal, inc, con

Disclaimer: This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.

Also, if you like this story, email me at

Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series.  Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.


We fade in on Kelly in the shower, washing her body, as we hear her in voiceover. “My folks recently had a rather nasty divorce, where both sides made accusations about the other.  The ones about my Mom…I love her, but I saw enough being raised by her to know most of them are probably accurate.  My Dad?  I knew he was my no means a saint, but some of the things Mom said about him were a little fucked up.  Anyway, I’d like to say I was staying at my Dad’s place for emotional support, but the truth is I got kicked out of my apartment, and needed a place to stay.  Dad offered to let me stay with him, and I accepted without a second’s hesitation.”

We now see Kelly in her room, towel wrapped around her, brushing her still wet hair, when her father comes in. “Hey, sweetie.  Good shower?”

“Don’t worry, Dad, I left you plenty of hot water.”

The father chuckles at this. “Thanks, honey.” He walks up, and stands behind her, as she looks in the mirror. “Actually, I wanted to thank you for agreeing to stay with me.  You know…” He subtly places his hands on his daughter’s shoulders. “Being by myself really kind of sucks.  And some of the things your mother said…”

Kelly quickly turns around, and leans back against her dresser. “I never believed them for a second.  I mean, I know you, Dad.”

“Well, you never know.  Maybe I was better at hiding it than your mother?” Kelly laughs at this.

“Right, Dad.”

“Oh, I almost forgot, I was thinking of taking you out to dinner tonight.  Any idea where you’d like to go?”

“Um…Can I get back to you on that?  Kind of like to get dressed.”

“Oh, of course.” The father then awkwardly makes like he wants to give her a kiss.

“Right here,” Kelly says, smiling and turning one cheek to him.  The father leans in, then suddenly grabs her head, and gives her an open-mouthed kiss on the lips.  After it stops, Kelly looks at her father with a shocked expression, struggling to speak. “That…came out of nowhere.  I mean…Mom implied, but I never…” Kelly starts to stammer. “Dad, w-why did you just…” Kelly’s voice starts to waver, but it’s apparent something else is affecting her. “As bad as this was, the worst thing was…Oh, God, why was I feeling like this?” Breathing hard, Kelly finally blurts out, “Dad, why would you kiss me like that?” Kelly’s starting to tear up, but it’s obvious she’s fighting a losing battle. “I mean, I’m your fucking daughter!  What’s wrong with…”

Seeing the state his daughter’s in, the father pulls Kelly close, and again kisses her, and this time she gives in. “This was beyond fucked up, I mean, making out with my Dad…But I didn’t want it to stop.  God, how long had he been lusting after me?” Kelly pulls away a little. “Dad…” Failing to think of anything to say, Kelly just pulls off the towel, and lowers to her knees.  We then see her pulling down her father’s fly, while she looks up at him, slowly licking her top lip. “My heart was pounding, and my insides felt like they were on fire.  I was really doing this…”

Kelly pulls her father’s cock out, and, in our first close-up, starts to suck him off. “I could feel his cock getting harder in my mouth, and taste his pre-cum.  These things were only turning me on more…”

“Oh, sweetie…I’ve wanted you to do that for so long…” As he says this, we see Kelly’s full lips slide up and down his throbbing shaft.  As she sucks her father off, Kelly starts to feel up her tits, before moving one hand down, and rubbing and fingering her pussy, causing her to moan onto her father’s cock.

Now, Kelly’s on her back on the bed, gasping and squirming, face contorting as, in another close-up, her father eats her out. “Oh!  God…Oh, God, eat me, Daddy!” Kelly starts to squeeze and knead her tits, as, back in the close-up, her father fingers her pussy, and licks around her clit.  Digging her nails into her tits, Kelly starts to buck her hips, grunting with every thrust.  Suddenly, she cries out, “Oh, God, fuck me, Daddy!”

The father stands up, stroking his dick. “God, if your mother knew we were doing this…” In another close-up, he inserts his cock in Kelly’s tight, dripping wet cunt.

“Ooh!” Kelly groans as it goes in, then gasps, “Huh!” She then moans, and her tits begin to bounce and jiggle, as he starts to fuck her. “Uhm…” Back in the close-up, we see Kelly’s pussy-lips open and close as her father’s cock pumps in and out.  Soon, he grabs her sides, and speeds up, causing Kelly to cry out, “Oh, God!  Fuck!” and her tits to whip up and down. “Oh, God!” As her father goes even faster, Kelly starts to shriek, and claw at her tits.  Suddenly, her whole body jerking, Kelly screams.

Now, Kelly’s bent over the bed, as, in yet another close-up, her father presses the tip of his cock on her moist, sweaty butthole, and pushes it in. “Uhg!” Kelly grunts, then bites her lip.  Back in the close-up, we see her father’s cock pump in and out laboredly. “Fuck my ass, Daddy…” Kelly squeaks, her voice barely audible.  Suddenly, the father starts grunting, and, again in the close-up, he pulls out, and spurts all over his daughter’s ass, his cum running down her crack.

“Oh, fuck, sweetie…That was great…”

“Dad?” Kelly whimpers, “Get out.”


Kelly turns over, and sits on the bed. “Get out, I have to get dressed.”

“Um, okay.” The father starts to pick up his clothes. “Uh, so, let me know when you decide…”

“Get out!” The father leaves, closing the door behind him.  Once he’s gone, Kelly pulls her feet up on the bed, and wraps her arms around her knees, then buries her head between them, and we he hear her start to sob, as the scene fades out.

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