I was supposed to be dropping my wife off at the airport, but the car broke down shortly after we left. Luckily a hack had been passing by and took my married woman the eternal rest of the way, and we were only 5 minute of arc away from my car-mechanic. So, rather than a four 60 minutes trip to and from the airport, I was home in about an hour, which is why I was n't expected and why my girl, Kay, and her girlfriend, Trissa, were n't too concern about being hush.

I 'll acknowledge I was stressed out when my daughter came out of the cupboard when she was 19, but it relieved me of the stress of having to shell out with any Sir Thomas More boyfriends. She had one guy, for about 9 months, but they were so embarrassing together, and when they ended, we were all releived. A few calendar month later, she came out. When she started bringing around lady friend, we were cool down, and fucking !, my daughter has effective taste in women. Her current love, Trissa, and her have been dating for a year and a half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the spitting image of 90s pornography star Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly girlfriend, flirty young lady, who gets on great with everyone, man or woman.

Anyway, I walked into the house and it seemed formula, so I walked upstairs to my sleeping room. Than I heard it - quiesce moaning coming from my daughter 's open door. Do n't ask me why, but I could n't help oneself but peek in as I walked by. And it was Charles Frederick Worth it, there was Trissa straddling her lovers face. It helps if I do n't suppose about it being my daughter. Trissa 's back was arched, showing off her cracking figure, tiny round titty, flat belly. She was pulling hard on her irreverent footling nipple. Just like Felicia, she has lowly chest accentled by trilateral tan agate line. Those sweet little nipple, and rock hard body made my cock bustle, but then the realization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a woman now, but still my fiddling girl. ) Well that stopped the blood stream. I rushed past to my chamber, and quietly closed the room access behind me. Really, I should have buggered off, but I just wanted to conceal out and try and get Trissa out of my mind.

The girls were going for it, and the closed door muffled the nearly of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to get a line. The screams and the 'Oh fucks '', and `` Oh idol, '' were enough to establish me wood. As soundly as any smut, and all I could do was conceive of thrusting my putz in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my girl 's position, with Trissa riding my face, and then sliding down to mount my stopcock. I 'd love to stare into that ass, watching my shaft sink deep in her pussy. I 'd watch her pussy stretch as she slides up and down on my cock, my hands on that double-dyed ass. My cosk was fully stiff with this opinion. But then, something else popped in my head, and my cock started to dampen. Sure, my daughter is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's operose to restrain hard when you picture that fiddling young lady you held in your arms for the maiden fourth dimension 23 years before. It did n't look right. So, I put Trissa out of my head, pulled out some work, and sat down on my bed.

After that last monumental climax that one of the girls had, it was quiet for a while. I head the tobacco pipe groan as individual turned on the shower bath. So, I was on my bed, absent-mindedly massaging the leftover of my errection, which still buldged in my gasp. Then, the room access opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some tight short shorts, and carrying a dildo in her deal - one of our dildos. She crouched down down beside the bed, and attract a box from out from under it when she realized I was there. She froze, but did n't try to encompass up.

'' So, you found our toy box ? '' I replied trying to make light of the office.

'' This is inept, '' she said with a fresh smile.

Then her center turned to the gibbosity in my pants, and she stared at it for what seemed like an eternity. Then, she hastily got up, and anounced. `` I 'm gon na go now. '' She pushed the box under the bed and rushed out. If she were n't so tanned, I think she would give been blushing.

'' Yup, that was awkward, '' was all I could reckon. Then, I slid off the bed, looked in the box, and was even more surprised when I saw which dildo they habe been using. `` Oh, eff, '' I chuckled, `` Really bloody awkward. ``

I thought that was the end of it. Later, when I bumped into them both downstairs.

'' Daddy, I 'm so sorry, '' Kay blurted out.

'' It 's OK, Sweetie-pie, '' I replied using my pet name for her.

She was having a hard clip making eye contact. `` Were n't you going to the airdrome ? How retentive were you home plate for ? ``

Ah, that was it. Here I could either say the truth and abash them both, or I could just lie.

'' I 'd just got menage from the Joe 's ( the machinist ), something 's wrongfulness with the car, '' she was n't looking at me, but Trissa was. `` You must have been in the shower when I came in. ``

My girl sighed in sculptural relief, but Trissa caught me with those somewhat brown heart of hers, and she smiled a knowing grin.

'' I 'd rather you did n't raid our toy box in the futurity, '' I added.

'' Sorry, Dad ... '' She was looking for an apology.

'' You know, we really do n't demand to spill the beans about this. You are both uprise women, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't need to dwell on this. '' With that, I grabbed my cycle helmet. `` I have to go get the car. See you for dinner party ? ``

'' I wo n't be here, '' announced Kay, `` but Trissa will be. Spaghetti OK ? ``

Trissa looked shocked, but still smiling. `` perfective, '' and as I walked out, they began bickering. I 'm guessing that she was not to comfortable with having dinner, alone with me tonight at least. I was right.

Dinner was uncomfortably unruffled and Trissa could n't cover it.

'' You heard the unscathed affair, did n't you ? ``

'' The neighbourhood heard you. ``

'' Oh shit, was I that loud ? ``

I could palpate my cock twitching. `` Uhm, ya. Sounded like you girls had fun. ``

'' I could n't help it. The way Kay was stuffing that dildo in and out of my pussy, and working my clit. ``

'' I do n't call for the details, ''

'' But that dildo is amazing. Where did you get it. Since we ca n't use it anymore, I want one. ``

'' You do n't want to eff. ``

'' No, I do. ``

'' I ca n't tell you, '' I concluded.

'' Why ? ``

'' I really ca n't. '' I was blushing and she noticed. She 's a smart girlfriend, and knew what to do. She pushed me back iin mychair and sat on my lap.

'' Why not ? What is it you are n't relling me ? '' I stayed silent. Then she did something unexpected - she rubbed my cock through my pants. `` Ooh, you 're a big boy. You like me sitting on your lap, do n't you ? '' She wiggled around, and straddled me.

'' It 's one of those matter I just do n't desire my daughter to bonk, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't say her. '' She ground her pelvis into my growing pecker, and she let out a bit of a sigh. `` Hmmm, I 'd like to palpate this inside me. ``

'' I 'm home, '' called Kay as she walked in the house, startling us both.

'' You already have, '' I said as I stood up, her sliding off my lap.

'' What ? ``

'' It 's a clone-a-willy. Do n't tell Kay ! '' and grabbed some peach, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used earlier, was a latex knockoff of my hammer. It had been a joke gift for my wife from a friend of ours, so she could take me on business stumble. She had n't taken it this time because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's nice to know that Trissa enjoyed my cock so much, but a footling disturbing that she may have used it on my Kay.

Later, I walked into the kitchen with the young woman dressed to go out on the town. Kay looked just like her mom did when we got married. Actually, the tight denim microskirt she was wearing once belonged to her mom. So many men, and charwoman look at my daughter with lecherousness. At least my genes were good for something. Trissa, was fucking smoking. She stood there with her hair's-breadth in a long braid, a white summercater bra, and painted on tights - Felicia dressed as Sporty Spice - a tot wet-dream for an old man like me. She was upstage, like my news of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't a great deal sentence for more awkward conversation, because the hack arrived and they went out saltation.

With them on my creative thinker, I had lube gear up, my cock sticking out in front line of me, set to releave several long time of day of sexual tension. And then the fucking headphone rang. It was my wife, and my hopes of some headphone of skype sex ended when she needed me to find documents for her. After 3 hours of sifting through filing cabinet and scanning/sending written document, I was worn out. My intimate defeat, was frustrated more, but I was now tired, and went to slumber.

My pipe dream were filled with my wife and Felicia ( or was it Trissa ? ). It dreamt of the time that we made the dildo. We had to use a peter doughnut to keep the blood in my turncock long enough for the anatomy to harden, but the trouble was the cock ring was n't let my cock soften, so it was hard longer than expected. When I finally pulled out, my wife hopped on my cock and drive me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, shudders and stops, usually needing time to reclaim. But again, the cock annulus was refusing to let my rooster soften, so I stayed hard in her slit, so she rode on. I know it was a dreaming, because then she rolled off me exhausted, and Felicia/Trissa took her over.

She stroked me cock 's full length, lubing it with cocoa palm oil, and then licking up and down the gibe. Finally taking me in her sass. I grabbed her fuzz and guided up and down on my slam. If felt so good, and so real. fellate a beautiful cheek, and my cock sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a pipe dream, my mind betrayed me, and I thought of my girl ... I woke up.

Then I realized that my dick was being stroked, and was still hard. I opened my eyes expecting my wife to be storm me with a'I 'm back '' cock sucking, but I got even a bigger surpise, I opened my eyes just in time to watch the head of my stopcock popping out of Trissa 's mouth. She shifted, and mounted my errection. She slowly slid down on my dick. I let out a moan of pleasure when it 'locked in'.

I looked up at her, in the pale Moon. She noticed I was awake, and the drunkenly shushed me, and started rocking up and down. Her pussy felt amazing sliding on my peter - she was so wet. She rode my tool slowly. I was amazed, looking at her operose dead body, and tracing a crinkle from her belly button up to her to her truehearted a-cups. For the first of all time I noticed the shine of metal pearcings. I understood the constant errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood dream of fucking Felicia. I new I should cease, being that this was my girl partner, but there was no stopping this, not with how sexually frustrated I 'd been all day. I loved watching her leaping up and down on my turncock. I was already near cumming, and I wanred her. Unexpectedly, she hopped off my stopcock, spun around and sat on my face. I groaned in frustration and elation.

Her pussy was intoxicating. nooky she smelled sound, and had the odorous tasting twat I 'd had in ages, she was like Dr capsicum pepper plant. Fuck, I drank her in, sliding my tongue over her clit and into her pussy full I could. I reached around grabing onto her house ass, pulling her harder into my face. Her response was to drudge even harder into my look, using my chin to have her clit, while I tongue fucked her. All the while, she slowly stroked my cock, keeping me gruelling, but not letting me cum.

Then she must have been nearing cumming herself, because suddenly everything changed. She began riding my face hard, almost smothering me. And my putz, I do n't love what she was doing, but the sensation was phenominal. I 'd never had a handjob like that. I was focusing on tonging her pussy, and then she came. Hard and loud again.

It pushed me even closer to cumming myself. Then she rolled of me. My eyes widened, because the sensations on my cock did n't end. Instead, I saw the image of my wife, more than 20 yeas ago riding my cock. But it was Kay, my baby. The thought process was there, but my cock did n't weaken. She looked at me, saying nothing, but continuing to ride me. Her heart did n't betray being inebriate. My daughter was sober, and fucking me hard.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her hips and pulled her downwards harder. The tabu was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with abandon. I thrust my pecker up deep into her pussy as she pounded down on me. Trissa moved behind Kay, reached around and pulled on her nipples, which triggered something, because Kay came. She let out an intence maon, and, like her mom, she bucked and clenched down tight on me, but instead of stopping, Kay kept riding. She rode faster, bucking gruelling, and then I started cumming. I groaned, and unleashed a massive onus into my daughter 's pussy. She must stimulate felt my cock swell, because suddenly she was cumming again. This time, she collapsed, exhausted, on top of me.

'' Oh, fuck, you 're leaking out of her, '' Trissa slurred in surprise, and then dove down between our legs, and licked the cum off my balls and out of Kay 's dripping kitty-cat. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the taste of ejaculate, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my daughter in front of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the penchant.

The female child cuddled up on either English of me, silently.

Then, Kay apologized.

'' Do n't be ... '' I started.

She cut me off, `` I could n't resist feeling it for myself after Trissa told me it was your putz. Taboos be damned, that didlo felt better than any shaft I 'd had before. I 'm supposed to be gay, but I could n't get the thought out of my mind. Then, after my cascade, I walked in here to see you fucking Trissa. At first I was a bit angry, but my pussy was so wet. When she invited me over ( I must make missed that part being smothered by Trissa 's snatch ) I just did it, not thinking. ``

'' Then he came a Imperial gallon in you ! '' interupted Trissa, partly coherant. `` You 're gon na have to get a pill. ``

'' He had a vasectomy. He wo n't bump me up. That may hold been part of the reason I did n't heed. Knocking up kin is what 's bad, right ? ``

'' Oh wow ! I want a load like that in my pussy, too.No kids ? ``

'' Uhm, I do n't call up I 'll ever take that much cum in me. You guys had me completely frustrated, and now I 'm completely drained. That was a burden that needed a tone ending. ``

We laughed, and fell quiet, falling asleep. Trissa, was quietly snoring.

'' I love you, Pops, '' Kay said to me. She 's never called me 'Pops'before.

'' I love you too, Kay, '' I replied.

It was a alteration in our family relationship. Not just because we fucked, but she never called me 'Daddy'again, and I stopped using her childhood pet gens, too. We were now on grownup terms, having shared an intense sexual experience, and looked at eachother differently. Thoughts of my daughter no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't lust after her, but I noticed all her beauty and sexuality.

The next dawn, Trissa was in the kitchen making breakfast, and Kay was out for a run. When I walked in, Trissa turned off the stove, dropped to her stifle and pulled my shorts down. She gobbled my cock up.

'' Is this going to be a formula affair ? ``

'' No, I just want that shipment you promiced me last Nox. No man has ever come inside me, and I want the experience. ``

So that was that. As soon as I was hard, she bend over the counter, the hone height for me to slue into her pussy. I dipped down to ingest a lick, and she was soaked.

'' No indigence, I want that peter and your cum ... no foreplay. fucking, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's married, and my girlfriend 's father ... Fuck me alread ... ''

Her words stopped as I thrust into her. She wanted it, so I gave it to her heavily. I fucked her doggy, pushing her operose Down on the retort.

'' piece of tail ya, give it to me ! ``

I loved watching her from above. My cock sliding into her pussy, between those staring cheeks. I wanted to fuck her ass, but was in heaven being in her slit. I thrust hard into her, one hand pulling her hair, the other pulling her hip joint. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's boyfriends had ever experienced ... a hardcore session with adult-video 's most desired tribade. OK, not Felicia, but even right ...

'' I go out, and you 've converted my girl-firned to a cock craving hetro ? '' Kay came in. Trissa stood up, like being caught ...

'' Just once more than. I want a cargo of cum ... then I 'm all yours. ``

She spun around, hoped up on the counter and opened her legs for me.

'' Sorry, maybe we shuld check, '' I said awkwardly.

'' No, you finish what you started, '' Kay grumbled. `` If she 's going straight, she better know what she 's getting into. ``

This was some fucked up, but my cock was still totally self-colored. I drove it right back in. I wanted to cum, and she wanted my cum.

I was driving my pecker in and out of her pussy. I could finger it dripping around my cock.

I looked over at my girl, and she was in a chairperson, leg up, and 4 fingerbreadth deep in her pussy, watching me Syrian pound her girlfriend 's pussy. It was fucked up, but fucking hot. And cum was beginning to build up.

I looked at my genus Felicia clone, and she grabbed me and kissed me backbreaking, our tongues dancing while I fucked her hot cunt hard.

Then, my putz swelled, and I started to cum. She felt it, and she started cumming too. I kept thrusting as much as I could, in tote up extacy.

We held eachother, for a few arcsecond, savouring the instant. Then I pulled out, and cum came sliding out and dripped onto the floor.

She looked at Kay, inviting her to come clean her up, but Kay declined.

'' Nope, I had my filling of my dad 's cum. That ship has sailed. '' She hugged me, `` I still love you. '' and she walked away.

Trissa dipped her finger in herown ussy and sooped out a fingerful of cum, and sucked it into her lip. `` Mmmmmm. '' And she waled away leaving me to wipe the flooring.

And that was it. No more sex. Trissa still flirted. KAy 's and my human relationship was changed, but near, and not sexual.

Still having the clon-a-willy mold, I made a dildo for the two of them as a jest the break of day of their 2nd aniversary. My wife does n't know about our encounter, so I did n't state my wife about the dildo. It was quietly given after she went to work. Later that evening, with all of us at a visualize restaurant, the miss told us of their betrothal. I was a bit stymy, until Kay and her mother went to the sewer leaving Trissa andI alone at the table.

'' Thanks for the toy, '' she whispered. `` Both of us have already experienced it 's magical chastity. Maybe you and I can try the real thing again some day ? ``

She stroked my turncock under the tabular array. I just smiled, and the waiter interupted before I could reply. He lingered, so we kept our conversation clean until the two returned.

That did you talk about while we were gone ? '' my wife inquired when she came back to the tabular array.

'' Oh, the future, '' I replied. `` I think we will be a close syndicate. ''