One Stormy Night

I had a lot of trouble trying to sleep through the night. I thought a lot about everything from death to school, to friends, to animals and even sex.
I knew about the birds and bees and even caught my parents having sex one night when I woke up scared from the thunder. I walked up to their door and opened it up to see if they were awake. Mom was on her hands and knees and dad was behind her pumping back and forth like I've seen dogs do out in the yard. I watched them going at it until my dad started going really fast and was pulling mom's hair. And then he just slumped over her. They were all sweaty and the air smelled really funky and dank.
I watched as my dad pulled out of my mother and told her to clean him off. She took his sagging penis and put it in her mouth. I heard her making slurping sounds. Kind of like she was hungry.
After he went to the bathroom, I could hear him peeing, I slowly called out to my mom. She seemed a little startled but I told her that I was scared of the storm. She told me to not be scared and I should go back to bed. I told her that I couldn't and wanted to sleep with them. She hurried up and put her sweats on and a t-shirt and told me to hop in.
I climbed in and lay down in the middle of the bed and she held me for a short time till she got really tired and rolled over. As I was start to snuggle into her back, I felt my daddy climb in behind me.
His warm belly pressed into my back and his knee lay over my hip. I was spooning mommy and he was spooning us both.
When I woke up, it was still dark and my mom was snoring loud. I could feel my nightie was up around my chin and my panties were down my my knees. My daddy was pressed really hard against my back and sweat was trickling between his bare chest and my back. Also, there was something very hot and wet filling up the space between my thighs and my bottom. It felt smooth, slimy and very warm. It was slightly pulsating. I was barely awake so I figured I was dreaming. As I drifted off again, I swear that I could feel it gliding back and fourth slowly and then more quickly.
The next time I woke up, it was bright and shiny outside. My mom was making breakfast and my dad had gone to the store for groceries.
I got out of their bed and found my nighty was tucked into my panties and my panties were dried to my butt and crotch. I thought I might have peed myself so I went and took a quick shower and threw my panties into the trash.
That was the first time my daddy ever called me, "Daddy's Little Helper".