Ellie was a good girl. Every morning she would wake up on time to brush out her hair and fur, taking care to make the curls on her body just the right amount of springy. She would polish her growing horns, even though they were only small protrusions barely visible above the fluff of her fur. Her horns would never be as prominent as her father's, a ram with strong and proud horns on either side of his head, but she was taught that she should always look her best.

Next was her clothing, selected from neatly folded stacks in her dresser that she put there herself. Although her mother did the washing, she was in charge of making sure her clothes were put away and her room cleaned each night. She had a wide selection of dresses that were similar to what her mother wore. As she dressed each morning she would pose in the mirror as she picked out appropriate hair clips and necklaces to go with her outfit and mood. Her jewelry was only plastic, but she enjoyed copying the way her mother dressed with real, metal accessories. Every day she urged her body to hurry up and grow faster. She was only 10, but she knew as soon as she grew up she would be a beautiful ewe just like her mother.

Over the years she had been taught that the best way to grow up strong and have a good home like her parents was to take care of yourself, play outside with friends, and always do your chores. And, of course, always listen to your parents.

Arriving home after school like any other day, Ellie smirked to herself as she compared herself to her classmates after the latest gossip had spread around. She wouldn't want to be like some kids like Tommy Pearson. He had been warned, just like her, not to play too close to the bank of the river that dropped precariously to a mound of boulders. He hadn't listened and now he would be a cast for the next two months with a broken arm.

It was a weeknight, so no playing outside for today. After finding her mom and letting her know she was home she went to her room and, after promptly doing her homework for the night, packed everything neatly away in her backpack and stashed it in her closet where it belonged. After spending some free time reading more of her age-appropriate book about children her age solving mysteries, she went out to greet her father as he came home from work. As her mother now prepared dinner she bounced back and forth between her two parents, spending time with them and helping them in small amounts where she could.

At dinner, she gleefully told her parents about Tommy's accident and how he would be in a cast, as well as what she had learned that day and what she and her friends had played during recess. When her parents spoke about their adult things like her mother's part-time job or daddy's office job she listened the best she could, although she didn't understand most of it. She made sure to be polite and not hog the conversation, as was proper.

As dinner finished up she excused herself and did her after-dinner chores, mentally checking things off the list that she had either picked up herself or been directly assigned to her. Help mother clear the table, brush your teeth, pick up your toys, put away your laundry, and preen in front of the mirror to make sure you look your best even later in the evening.

There, after just a small amount of time her chores were finished and she was ready for dessert. Well, her chores were almost finished. There was one thing left.

Leaving her room after looking around and confirming everything was in its proper place, Ellie headed to the couch where both of her parents were seated and watching the news. Boring stuff, she thought, but it seemed important for adults to watch for whatever reason. Her parents both smiled at her as she came over.

"Ready for your last chore of the night sweetie?" Her father, Reynold asked. "We're having pudding tonight. A fresh batch!"

Ellie nodded and gave a cute, squeaky "Mm hmm!" in response. Pudding was one of her favorites. But first, her chores. It was only proper to finish all your chores before dessert.

"Why don't you go first tonight, dear?" Reynold asked, this time to his wife. "I know you've been having a rough time with your latest client."

Amy, Ellie's mother, gave an exaggerated but still exasperated sigh as she leaned over to kiss her husband on the cheek.

"That's sweet of you dear. I can't believe this will be the fifth revision of my article." Amy scooted down on the couch so her rear was just resting on the edge of the couch. She spread her legs as her daughter knelt between them before reaching up and pulling off her mother's underwear. Ellie and her mother went through the motion effortlessly, having done this many times before. Even as Ellie leaned in and brought her mouth to her mother's pussy, the older ewe kept complaining about her job.

"I thought after the third revision...oh! Mmm. After the third revision we should have been finished. But even then...mmh. Even then they're trying to get more edits, and you know for sure they're not going to want to pay....ah! P-pay me for them even though it's in the contract..."

As moans rung out between Amy's increasingly distracted complaining, Ellie did her final chore with enthusiasm. Pushing her face gently between her mom's legs, Ellie started off with gentle licking. Teasing the clit a bit before dipping down to probe her tongue at her mother's opening, before pushing her tongue flat against her mom's privates and giving long, slow licks up and down. Her mother's pussy quickly opened up to her and allowed her to alternate between suckling at her clit and shoving her tongue intrusively into her mother's pussy.

Reynold reached out and gently pet at his wife's head, shushing her. As her complaints quieted she relaxed back on the couch and ran her fingers through the perfectly combed hair of her daughter as she was tended to. She fought against the urge to squeeze her daughter's head between her legs, like she could her husband, as her daughter's mouth and tongue worked magic on her sensitive spots.

"Oh, sweetie, that feels so good..." Ellie gave out a muffled murmur of happiness as she was praised. She loved being able to help her parents any way she could, which was hard since she was only a child. Two years ago she had been introduced into this, what she considered her most important chore, by both of her parents. They had instructed her to try it out on her father first, who was simpler and easier, and after discovering she loved the extra duty her responsibility had extended to her mother.

As her mother's moans grew in intensity she moved to focusing just on her mother's clit, alternating between gentle and hard sucks. She had learned this was the key to getting her mother to cum quickly. Ellie could sense it approaching as her mother's legs tensed up on either side of her head and her mother's body started to twitch.

One of Amy's hands gripped the couch while the other shot out to grab at her husband's arm, which had trailed down to her breasts to play with her nipples through her dress and bra.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum soon...gonna..."

"Language, dear." Reynold teasingly chastised his wife as his fingers continued to rub at her nipples to work with his daughter to enhance her orgasm.

"S-sorry, I couldn't help...oh, oh!" Amy's hand squeezed hard at her husband's arm while she writhed on the couch as her orgasm hit. In bed, she was able to make noise and squeeze at her husband and curse as much as she wanted. In the living room, in earshot of her daughter and possibly the neighbors, she had to be quiet. She also had to resist the urge to use her hand to smash her daughter's face against her privates or wrap her legs around her daughter's head. She had to be gentle and suffer like a lady. No noise. No squeezing. No cursing. This had the both fortunate and unfortunate affect of making her orgasms more intense.

As she had done so many times before, as her mother writhed on the couch, letting out strained, whimpering moans, Ellie slowly lowered the intensity of her sucking until she stopped and pulled away with a slurp to prevent drooling all over her mother. Amy gave out a weary groan as she let her muscles relax and slumped onto the couch.

"Good girl, Ellie. I think your mother needed that tonight."

Ellie beamed up at him as she wiped her face clean. Reynold winced as he pulled his arm away from his wife's grip. Poor girl.

The man's thoughts quickly moved elsewhere as his daughter crawled over to his side of the couch and nestled between his legs, leaving her mother to lie there and catch her breath. When his wife went first the show always riled him up. His cock strained at his jeans uncomfortably and he moaned and shifted in his seat as his daughter's small hands brushed against it as her hands worked at his belt and jeans.

"Your turn daddy?"

"Yes, please." He nodded and helped his daughter release his cock from its constraints, the hot and hard flesh springing out of his pants as Ellie pulled down his zipper and he pulled down the front of his underwear.

Ellie giggled as she reached out and stroked at his cock, plenty of precum available to let her hand glide smoothly over his shaft.

"You always get real hard when I take care of mommy first."

Reynold shifted his hips forward a bit as his daughter's hand stroked his cock, eager to get to the main event.

"That's right. I love watching my two favorite girls enjoy themselves."

Ellie smiled happily as she leaned forward and brought her mouth to her father's cock. She liked being praised. She liked making mommy feel good. She loved making daddy feel good. The ram moaned out and Ellie hummed happily to herself as her lips wrapped around her daddy's cock and she stared bouncing her head up and down. Sometimes when he was tired she needed to do a little extra work to get him ready. Not today.

"Enjoying yourself, I see," said Amy, scooting up on the couch and closer to her husband. Getting only a small groan in response, she smirked and reached out to pull her husband's head down to her. The two of them moaned softly as their lips locked and they kissed gently yet passionately, the slurping of their mouths joining the slurping noises from below from their daughter's diligent work.

Ellie squeezed her legs together and squirmed as she felt her daddy's cock jump in her mouth as her parents kissed. She liked it when all three of them joined in at once. The parent she was servicing always got more excited when they were getting attention from two people at once. It made her feel tingly.

Amy pulled away and nipped at her husband's chin, causing another jump of his cock in his daughter's mouth.

"I'll go start dessert." Pulling her panties up and patting down her hair, she stroked Ellie's head lovingly before getting up and heading to the kitchen.

As her mother left, Ellie pulled her head away, gently sucking and cleaning up bodily fluids as she let her daddy's cock fall out of her mouth. It twitched, eager for more, as she climbed onto the couch and got onto her hands and knees in a position that let her head hover directly over her father's crotch. Reynold slide down a little further on the couch so his hips were flat against the cushion, letting his cock stand straight up.

Ellie had a new trick she had learned in the last few months which required special positioning. And the two of them were eager for her to try it again.

Bracing herself using the couch arm and her father's leg, she brought her mouth back down over his cock. It twitched eagerly in her mouth as it sank into her. She took a deep breath and relaxed her throat before pushing her head further down, forcing her daddy's cock past the back of her mouth. Her father let out a deep, long groan as his cock sank into her throat.

The groans continued and only got louder as Ellie did her best to tenderly move her head up and down, her entire throat massaging her daddy's cock as guttural squelches escaped from Ellie's throat. It wasn't easy to do this. It made her throat a little sore afterward. But her father made very interesting noises when she was able to pull it off, and every time it got a little easier.

Worked up from seeing his daughter pleasure his wife, his wife joining in as his cock was sucked, and now this, Reynold had no chance against the barrage of sexual pleasure from his two most favorite girls.

"I'm gonna..."

With what little warning he could give, Ellie prepared. She pulled away just enough so she could suck in air through her nostrils before forcing her head back down, all the way to the base. This last stroke of pleasure was enough to set off the ram. Gripping the couch to resist the urge to push down on his daughter's head and grind against her delicate throat, he arched his back and moaned out as wave after wave of cum filled his daughter's throat.

Ellie's eyes squeezed together and she whimpered with exertion as she fought every natural urge to pull away. She couldn't. This was her chore and good girls do their chores. She gulped over and over, barely keeping up with the salty cum forcing its way through her throat. Even as it felt like she was going to drown, she kept her face planted against her father's groin, gripping at the couch and his leg for support. Just a little longer, just a little longer...

Finally, her father let out one last groan and his hips relaxed against the couch. Ellie immediately pulled up, the still hard meat in her throat scratching uncomfortably at her tender throat. With an extra wet slurping noise as the cock slipped out of her mouth, she was finally free. She jerked her head away and gasped for air, traces of cum and her spit dripping from her mouth as she dared not to close it as sweet, fresh air entered her lungs. Her father stroked her back as she trembled from the exertion of her latest deep throat adventure.

"Done already?" Amy asked in a facetiously judgemental tone. She leaned over the kitchen wall to look at the two on the couch, disappointed at missing the show based on the position of the two. "Well, dessert won't be ready for another 20 minutes or so."

Reynold let out a contented sigh as he stroked his daughter's back, whose breathing was slowly calming down. Ellie used one of her arms to wipe her face clean as she sat on her hands and knees over her father, his wet cock slowly deflating, spent from his daughter's attention.

"Oh, Ellie, that felt great..."

Ellie cooed happily as her back was rubbed and she was praised. After her breathing calmed down enough she took a deep breath for the first time since she shocked her father's cock into her throat and relaxed a bit. A moment later, in part surprise, part pleasure, she arched her back and gasped out as her father's weary hand wandered down her back and down her rear to brush past her wet pussy.

While her parents had been happy to have her service them, they hadn't spent any time giving attention to her. It seemed inappropriate for someone to take advantage of a girl like that, much less their own daughter. Having her use her mouth was one thing. A simple chore that was done as plainly as the dishes or laundry. Using their authority to pleasure her seemed like it was crossing a line. Reynold excused his hand of only wandering to that spot because his exhaustion forced his arm to drop down, and it had just happened to curl around her leg. But whether it was conscious or by accident, he took notice as he felt the wet warmth of his daughter's pussy and her reaction to merely being brushed.

"Someone's growing up fast," Reynold said loud enough to get his wife's attention. Purposefully now, his fingers pushed against his daughter's sex through her dress and rubbed, causing her to moan out.

"Oh?" Amy paused her mixing to peek her head around the kitchen wall again. Her daughter facing away from her, she raised her eyebrows as she saw the obvious attention her husband was giving her daughter and the sounds he was working out of her with just gentle rubbing.

"She's soaking wet, love. Seems she's picked up your libido." Focusing his rubbing, Reynold aimed for his daughter's clit and was rewarded with a loud, sharp moan as his daughter gripped his leg harder and pushed back against his hand.

"Well..." Amy bit her lip. They hadn't prepared a proper plan for this eventuality. They always knew the sex question would come up, especially with their extra family activities, but they thought they had a little extra time before Ellie's mind and body would be ready to receive attention. But, the noises that her daughter was making...she drew in a shaky breath as she thought about her recommendation.

"It's earlier than we thought, but why don't you return the attention? We do have some time until dessert is ready. And she sounds...ready."

"Excellent idea, love." The two of them exchanged a glance, non-verbally agreeing to the next step, before Amy dipped back into the kitchen. Reynold dipped his head down and gently spoke to his daughter.

"Get up off the couch for a second, would you sweetie?"

She nodded, slowly pushing herself away from her father and sliding off the couch onto the floor. Even as she pulled away Reynold kept his hand at her pussy, rubbing it for as long as possible until she was out of reach. Her moans sent tingles up his spine.

Reynold lied down on the couch so his head was at one end and propped up by a throw pillow, positioned towards the kitchen to give his wife a good show if she looked over. Not bothering to cover himself up, his quickly hardening cock stood proudly as he thought about what was going to happen next.

"Take off your underwear, come back up here, and sit on my face, sweetie."

Ellie didn't need any additional prodding. She had seen her parents do this act before, peeking in on them during sex, and had wondered about how it felt. Today, she was going to find out. After quickly slipping out of her underwear it took a bit of awkward shifting and squirming, but her light frame made it easy enough to climb onto her father's chest and scoot her hips up.

Now mostly in place, Reynold was easily able to take over. Reaching up and gripping his daughter by the hips, he lifted her up a bit and brought her pussy directly to his mouth. Ellie cried as her sensitive privates were touched by a warm tongue for the first time. She squeezed at the couch for support as her father lapped at her pussy with his large, wide tongue.

It didn't take long for Ellie to have her first orgasm, in the middle of the living room, within earshot of her mother and from the warm, rough sensation of her father's tongue. Lacking none of the composure of her mother, her legs squeezed hard around her father's head and she screamed out in pleasure as an orgasm crashed through her. Reynold stopped only momentarily in surprise as he was squirted on by his daughter before recomposing himself and using his tongue to extend Ellie's orgasm for as long as possible. She fought to prioritize breathing, whimpering, and moaning as every pulse of her orgasm tore through her and squirted fluid onto her father's face and the couch.

As Ellie's orgasm finally started to calm down, Reynold called out excitedly, his voice muffled under his daughter's dress that was covering his head.

"She's a squirter!"

Not waiting for a response from his wife, Reynold went back at it with his tongue, guiding his daughter from the end of an orgasm to another round of pleasure. Gentler this time, but still insistent, his tongue probed at the young girl's pussy as her whimpers of overstimulation and pleasure mixed together started back up.

After the clank of a mixing bowl going into the fridge, Amy appeared from the kitchen and came over to the couch. She stood next to the arm of the couch and let her daughter hold onto her as her husband worked to tease a second orgasm out of her. She stroked her daughter's head as Ellie trembled against her. A glance down revealed that her husband was very obviously enjoying himself, his hard cock sticking out of his pants as he ate out his daughter.

"I see someone's enjoying themselves. Don't go too hard on her, dear." She leaned down and gave her daughter a hug. "How are you doing, sweetie?"

Through her face pressed against her mom's stomach, and in between gasps and moans, Ellie was barely able to work out a few words. Feels good.

At the confirmation that her daughter was okay, Amy stared down at her husband's cock, bouncing around as his head moved around under their daughter's skirt. They had always tried to keep actual sex and inappropriate things away from their young one, but she was fighting an urge. An urge that she already knew she was going to give into. Between the moans of her daughter, the happy slurps of her husband, and the wetness growing between her legs, the call of the cock in front of her was too great to fight.

Gently prying her daughter away from her, who leaned over to grab at the couch back instead, Amy climbed onto the couch and straddled her husband's hips.

"I hope there's room for one more."

The poke of her husband's cock against her rear as he pushed his hips up was all the convincing she needed. Reaching beneath her dress, she pulled her underwear to the side and rubbed her pussy against her husband's hard cock until it found it mark. It slid in easily as she lowered her hips and sat on his cock. The moans of the two parents joined their daughter as Amy rocked her hips back and forth, grinding Reynold's cock inside of her.

The extra rocking of the couch caused Ellie to lose her balance and fall back. Her mother caught her and held her in her arms, squeezing her comfortingly as she writhed in her arms. With a few tugs the girl's dress was up above Reynold's head, letting the curious ewe watch as her husband's tongue worked over their daughter. At the fresh air, Reynold paused for a moment to catch a breath of cool air before digging back in. With the new angle that their daughter was at from leaning back against her mother, Amy could see her husband focus his attention from Ellie's clit to her pussy. She squeezed her daughter tighter as she watched her husband's tongue flick in and out of the young girl's pussy.

Amy stared in further amazement and arousal as her daughter came for a second time, her hoarse voice screaming out weakly as she squirted once again. The clear liquid splashed all over her husband's face, down his chin, and onto the couch. So much, even after it being her second orgasm....Fuck. That was hot.

Reynold finally let up after Ellie's second orgasm and she slumped back against her mother, exhausted. The image of her daughter squirting all over her husband's face in her mind, Amy squeezed her daughter to her and held her as she continued to ride her husband.

Despite both of them having just had an orgasm minutes before, it wasn't soon before they both had another one close to each other. Amy slumped against the couch, still holding her daughter, as all three of them rested and regained their strength.

A short while later and all three of the sheep family had changed into pajamas and Reynold had taken a little extra time to give his face a quick wash. After putting some towels on the couch to soak up Ellie's juices that had squirted everywhere, Amy had served dessert and they all sat on the floor next to the couch while eating the fresh batch of pudding Amy had made.

Ellie was tired. Very tired. The new experience had drained her and she could barely muster the energy to bring the spoon to her mouth. As tired as she was, she kept going.

She wasn't going to miss dessert. She was a good girl. She had done all her chores.