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The party guests have funny wained, leaving behind a landmine of decorations, wrappings and general mess. All of which he's going to have to clean up tomorrow, the thought alone gives him the echos of a headache.
Joel lets out a sigh as he waves a half-hearted goodbye to the last kid, an annoying brat who didn't even bring a gift. This is why he hates inviting the whole class, there's always that one kid.
Ellie is in high spirits though, coming down from a sugar high and playing with a new dinosaur toy set that Joel doesn't particularly understand the point of. But she seems to be throughly entertained for the time being so he supposes that's all that matters.
Sarah is oblivious, laying on the couch behind her younger sister with her damn phone in her hand. Pate of half-eaten birthday cake on her flat stomach as she occasionally glances at the new episode of Rick and Morty playing on the TV. Stupid show.
Joel will never understand the appeal but when he goes to change the channel Sarah suddenly comes to life and starts cussing at him. So he decides to leave it alone and settles down on the couch next to her, where she promptly swings her legs over his lap.
Then her bright blue eyes flash up to his with an unspoken question, "Tonight?"
He nods in conformation, un-detectable to Ellie who's crawled up next to him within the past few moments, worming herself contently into his side.
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Ellie's head lays on Sarah's lap, eyes dilated in uncertain fear as she squirms restlessly. "Shhh, you're ok," her older sister soothes in a soft noise as their father climbs naked onto the bed with them, his weight causing the mattress to dip.
His cock stands at attention between his legs, thicker then her wrist and nearly the length of her forearm. It's going to kill her, there's no universe where she survives taking that thing.
The blonde brushes a strand of stray red hair behind Ellie's ear, whispering something calming that isn't working to ease the anxious energy radiating from the younger girl.
Ellie clutches her new dinosaur plushie to her bare chest as Joel hovers above her. His strong hands slide over her legs, grabbing under her knees and pushing her legs up and open. It makes her feel horribly exposed, and she shivers as she's held open for examination.
This must be what Sarah feels like when dad has sex with her, but Sarah's been doing this for years and Ellie... well.
A rouge tear slips from her eye as Joel slides two fingers into Sarah's mouth who begins to suck happily. Then, after a long moment, he pulls them out, a trail of slobber connecting them until it breaks and falls down her chin.
Ellie watches the interaction intensely until Joel shoves the two spit covered fingers inside of her. She yelps, body jumping as he pumps in and out of her in a much harsher manner then the one she's familiar with.
She usually enjoys doing this, but it's different this time, more uncomfortable with the looming implication that his dick will soon be replacing it. The whole thing makes the pit in her stomach drop further, twisting until she feels like she's going to hurl from anxiety.
Sarah seems to notice the spike in her fear immediately as she squirms further back into her lap, trying helplessly to squeeze her legs shut but unable to due to the harsh grasp being placed on her thigh. She's already picturing the finger shaped bruises that will shadow this experience tomorrow morning.
The elder sister cups Ellie's cheek, thumb swiping soothingly over the baby fat still hanging onto her skin. Joel hums at her, "S' alright baby, ain't gonna hurt for long, then it'll feel real good."
Ellie shakes her head, no way that would feel good, ever could feel anything but excruciating.
"I don't want to do this," Ellie whimpers, still attempting to wriggle away unsuccessfully. Joel huffs and yanks her back into her original position, his fingers pressing deeper into her skin.
"Ain't got a choice," he tsks, then sighs and looks at Sarah like he's expecting her to do something. Ellies teary eyes flick between them until Sarah's eyes break from Joel, latching onto Ellie's.
A warm smile crosses over her face as she pets her knuckles over Ellie's cheek, "You're ok," she says. While her voice is more convincing then dad's, and while she takes it almost every day Ellie still can't find it within her to trust the words coming out of her big sisters mouth.
Then suddenly the tip is inside of her and a blistering pain shoots up her body, she can feel herself being torn open from the inside out. Ellie flails, or tries to but she's still being held down by the people she trusts most in the world, while one of them shoves his way inside of her.
Ellie let's out a wail, doing her best to squirm away from the intrusion. "It's barely even in yet baby," Sarah says, holding her cheeks so she's forced to look at her blue eyes as opposed to her dad slowly sliding his way inside.
"You feel s' good," he huffs, like he's in as much pain as she is but she knows damn well he's on the opposite end of the spectrum.
"Please take it out," Ellie sobs, feeling as his cock forcibly makes room for itself in a space never ment to take something so large. Joel makes what she thinks is supposed to be a sigh- and snaps his hips deeper, prompting her to scream out as Sarah tries to cover the sound with her palm.
"Shh, calm now, its all ok," Sarah says as Ellie continues to scream into her palm, her insides feeling like fire as their dad rearranges her guts.
And suddenly he stills, holding his spot inside of her as his hands go to her belly, fingers tracing the buldge of his cock in her belly. Ellie's eyes feel like they're about to pop out as she sees it, the sight makes her want to scream again but her voice is so raw she only manages to release a pained whimper.
As soon as Sarah's hand detaches she tries begging again, even though she knows in the back of her brain it's useless. "Please- Please stop I can't take it-"
"You can and you will," Joel interrupts with the stern voice he uses when she pitches a fit over homework or cleaning her side of the room. Then his voice softens ever so slightly, "jus' a few more inches and we can start."
More tears stream from her eyes, what does he mean they haven't started yet? Millions of years have passed, must have. But when she glances at the clock in the corner of the room she finds they've only been here for a quarter of an hour.
Ellie's face scrunchs up, another sob comes up from her chest. And before she can finish fully grasping the meaning of his words- Joel's hips snap forwards again, so deep inside her she thinks her soul has been thrown right out of her body and into heaven.
Ellie can't even gather the energy to yelp as all the air has been punched out of her lunges. She can't fucking breathe, gasping for air, useless as her mouth opens to scream but nothing comes out.
That is, until the pumping starts. Her dad pulls himself slowly out until only the tip is inside, then shoves himself right back in until his balls smack against her skin. Then he repeats, getting faster and faster with each devastating thrust.
Ellie's soul is yanked back into her body as she screams, louder than before, louder then she's ever screamed in her life. And she finds her arms flying up to grab onto Joel's arms, digging her nails into his flesh so that a trickle of blood comes out.
Some fuzzy words are exchanged above her, then Sarah's hands are on hers, prying her hands out of his flesh. She redirects them back onto her plushie, which Ellie squeezes onto like the railing on a roller-coaster.
"You're doin' real good Ellie- just relax," her sister soothes, petting through her messy hair, "it won't get better if you don't relax, just let it happen."
"It hurts-" Ellie whines, face scrunching up in pain with another thrust to her battered cervix. "Get it out- please....I can't-" she tries to sound convincing, but another scream is wrung out of her as he picks up his speed.
"GET IT OUT OF ME!"
"It'll get better babygirl, I promise- you- you jus' gotta relax," Joel says to her with an inappropriately kind tone; His harsh thrusts making her whole body bounce, her head pressing deeper into her sisters soft thighs.
"Daddy..." She trails off, feeling one of Sarah's hands reaching for her breast. Her big sisters fingers are calloused from playing guitar and rock climbing, but are still somehow soft as they gently roll Ellie's nipple.
Or maybe it isn't exactly softness, but the fact it contrasts so heavily with the much less gentle action being done to her, makes it feel soft.
Her voice is soft, that isn't something up for debate as she hums, "You're doing so well Els." Sarah's blue eyes look into Ellie's green eyes as her finger twists and rolls. And Ellie finds herself wishing she was doing well. "Right dad?" Sarah asks, her eyes flicking to Joel's for a split second.
Joel groans, voice vibrating under the sound of her heartbeat pounding in her ears. He slows down slightly, or maybe her insides are just going numb as he responds, "S' good baby."
He dips down to give her a soft kiss on the cheek, the same type he gives her before bed every night, before school in the morning. Then he hovers next to her ear, whispering quietly, "You feel perfect baby, tight."
Then he goes back to his original position, where Ellie discovers that her insides have definitely not gone numb. "It always hurts the first few times," Sarah says as she brushes her fingertips over Ellie's other boob. "But it'll get better, I promise," she finishes with a squeeze of punctuation.
Ellie gives the slightest of nods but still finds herself releasing another choked sob as her dad slams right into her cervix. Like he's trying to tear it open to violate her womb next.
"Stop-" she whines, but is only rewarded with another thrust, this one hitting her blatter and she's sure she's pissed herself. Her face grows redder in embarrassment.
"Please stop."
"Ya- ya'know the first time dad made love to me I screamed the whole time," she comforts, ignoring her plea as she looks over at Joel with a soft expression. Ellie finds herself trailing the gaze, looking into Joel's face as he smiles lazily.
"Hah- jus' a handful of days later she was beggin' for it," Joel says, accent thick and slurred with pleasure. He pats Ellie's thigh, "Sure you will be too."
His hips stagger and she thinks for a minute he's going to fall onto her. Until Sarah's hand pops back up into her hair, fingers combing through the tangled knots. Ellie closes her eyes, and gets the sense something is about to happen, she just doesn't know what.
That is, until Joel lets out a long moan, and something hot enters her. Ellie yelps, closed eyes growing wide as she looks at him in confusion, none of the wheels in her brain turning.
Joel's hips pump once, then twice, and he stops. Ellie gasps as he pulls out, tears of relief welling in the corner of her red scalaras.
"Your turn," he says, nodding to Sarah while grabbing onto Ellie's hips. She quickly finds herself being rearranged on the disheveled bed, and pressed against Joel's chest, while Sarah takes her turn between her legs.
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"I think she did good," Sarah says, her thumb drawing circles on a sleeping Ellies hip. Joel grunts, tugging the cord to the bedside lamp, "better then you did."
Sarah closes her eyes, cheek pressed against the cool pillow as she fights off exhaustion. "I didn't have anyone to comfort me," she responds, the taste of Ellie still hanging on her tounge.
"I know," Joel responds, voice softer as he squirms to get comfortable in the sheets. He brings his hand up to her hair, brushing a strand behind her ear, "I know."
She's glad she was there for Ellie, she knows first hand how terrifying the first time is. But it had to happen, she just hopes Ellie will adjust better then she did at first.
And with that final thought brewing in her brain, the exhaustion of the day finally catches up to her.