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She likes slutty costume parties for Halloween, so what? It's just for a night in the whole year, right? Nothing serious. Ino is practically in charge of outfits, so Sakura can say anything against Ino's idea for a sexy nurse, and Tenten, of course, has to repeat cosplaying a very provocative Chun-Li.
Ino, on her part, will be a slutty cheerleader this time, with a skirt too short and a crop top too tight. It's basically a bikini.
But it's fine; it's what being nineteen is all about.
It's several hours later, around 4 am, when she's back at home, taking a cab and paying so much cash because the last trains end around midnight, and she isn't going to wait until 5 am on the cold subway platform.
The bad thing is that she still feels the effect of alcohol in her system, a little burn in her chest when she fails to sneak through the garage into her cozy house. Her parents’ house.
Dad is awake, and so is his best friend. Not like they were waiting for her… They're just on their own suspicious agenda, apparently. Perhaps they want to go fishing or fix a car—whatever stupid thing that people in her forties do at 4 am.
Despite the tiredness, Ino's burn is a little stronger now, finding them dressed and clean and smelling so nice.
Fuck, they both look so good. Handsome.
“Hey, sweetheart. You okay?”
Dad's always so permissive. He didn't scold her when she showed him her costume. Instead, Inoichi looked at her like… Like he knows she's not a little girl anymore.
"Beautiful costume," Shikaku then adds, smiling with that unusual arrogant expression of his.
"Thank you," Ino replies, aware that her Dad doesn't like it when she ignores any of his questions or greetings.
But Dad won't be mad, not when Ino smiles all cutely despite her ruined makeup. He can't be mad when Ino says, “Don't wanna sleep yet… Wanna play a little game with me?"
Dad and Shikaku share a quick glance between them, and Ino knows they're pondering where to play.
Is Mom asleep enough? From upstairs, will the older woman hear them?
So far, they have never been interrupted. Caught. So far, no one has ever known how much of a slut the lovely daughter of Yamanaka Inoichi is. And they haven't played for a long while.
Dad steps closer, placing his hand on the side of Ino's face, a soft gesture. It makes her realize this isn't something unserious; it's not just hormones. It's not really a play. However, the traces of alcohol inside her still make her act like she did a few hours ago, biting her lower lip and looking up at his father’s mouth and eyes.
She can so easily turn him on. It’s how everything started…
Shikaku moves behind her, all their steps soft noises until they find themselves in a dark corner. The house is big enough and it's not the first time for them. That’s the reason they don’t hesitate, even if deep down Ino feels guilty. She's sinful, and her friends would definitely shame her for letting this happen.
It's all her fault for wanting this kind of attention. For loving his father in the wrong way and letting another man use her.
But she loves the feeling of lusting eyes all on her. She loves feeling so overwhelmed until they don't give her the chance to speak. Dad kisses her, first slowly and then roughly, stripping off the jacket covering her little clothes.
She lets it happen. She lets another pair of hands rest on her hips, and she lets another pair of lips kiss behind her neck. She sighs softly, wanting. She moves with them.
Seconds later she's on her knees, her mouth opened around Dad's cock, her underwear already forgotten on the floor. She feels Shikaku behind her—practically her uncle, the man who watched her growing up. Ino feels his fingers sinking into her pussy.
She's still wearing the little skirt and the little top.
"My love, you look so good in this,” her father says, his hands reaching down under her skirt, grabbing the generous flesh of her tasty ass.
She keeps sucking Dad while she hears Shikaku tearing open a condom before he lines himself up to Ino’s twitching pussy, lifting up her skirt to reveal her smooth, firm ass. Then he starts fucking her. It's a little methodical and calculated. He doesn't want anyone to hear them. But he pulls Ino's hair, sinking his covered cock into her young pussy over and over. He’s strong as ever while smashing his hips against the athletic body of someone so much younger.
“So good, pretty,” Shikaku praises and Ino thinks for a brief moment if the man will ever dare to say how tight her pussy is. Would he someday call her his bitch? She knows her father would never dare—he loves her so much.
“That’s it, sweetheart. You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth.”
Ino only moans.
This isn't the most comfortable place, but they have managed to get blissful pleasure. Dad’s cock is now hitting the back of Ino's throat, and fortunately, in a few hours, if Mom asks about her raspy voice, Ino can blame the party and the night. She won't tell the other woman how his man filled Ino's throat with thick cum.
Shikaku, on his part, will make her cum, fucking against her womb so nicely.
She's going to feel so exhausted; she's already feeling her brain blank out entirely. It's the best way to finish her Halloween celebration, though.
Dressed and behaving like a slut, she's a little too happy.