I was supposed to be dropping my married woman off at the drome, but the car broke down shortly after we left. Luckily a taxi had been passing by and took my married woman the residuum of the way, and we were only 5 minutes away from my mechanic. So, rather than a four time of day trip to and from the aerodrome, I was home in about an hour, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her girlfriend, Trissa, were n't too care about being quiet.

I 'll allow I was stressed out when my daughter came out of the W.C. when she was 19, but it relieved me of the emphasis of having to deal with any more boyfriends. She had one guy, for about 9 months, but they were so awkward together, and when they ended, we were all releived. A few month later, she came out. When she started bringing around girlfriends, we were chill, and fuck !, my daughter has good preference in women. Her current love, Trissa, and her have been dating for a twelvemonth and a one-half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the spit image of 90s porn wizard Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly female child, flirty fille, who gets on swell with everyone, man or charwoman.

Anyway, I walked into the house and it seemed convention, so I walked upstairs to my bedchamber. Than I heard it - quiet moaning coming from my daughter 's loose threshold. Do n't ask me why, but I could n't help but peek in as I walked by. And it was worth it, there was Trissa straddling her devotee face. It helps if I do n't think about it being my daughter. Trissa 's vertebral column was arched, showing off her demolish figure, diminutive pear-shaped boob, flat belly. She was pulling hard on her pert little nipples. Just like Felicia, she has small tit accentled by triangular tan lines. Those mellifluous little tits, and rock hard torso made my cock hustle, but then the realization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a woman now, but still my little missy. ) Well that stopped the blood flow. I rushed past times to my bedroom, and quietly closed the door behind me. Really, I should have buggered off, but I just wanted to hide out and try and get Trissa out of my mind.

The young lady were going for it, and the closed door muffled the almost of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to pick up. The screams and the 'Oh fucks '', and `` Oh gods, '' were enough to return me wood. As good as any smut, and all I could do was ideate thrusting my cock in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my daughter 's spot, with Trissa riding my cheek, and then sliding down to rag my stopcock. I 'd screw to stare into that ass, watching my light beam cesspool oceanic abyss in her pussy. I 'd watch her puss stretch as she slides up and down on my cock, my bridge player on that double-dyed ass. My cosk was fully stiff with this thought. But then, something else popped in my head teacher, and my cock started to soften. Sure, my girl is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's hard to go along hard when you picture that piffling girl you held in your arms for the first metre 23 years before. It did n't look right. So, I put Trissa out of my mind, pulled out some work, and sat down on my bed.

After that finish massive coming that one of the girls had, it was hushed for a spell. I head the pipes groan as someone turned on the shower. So, I was on my bed, absent-mindedly massaging the remnants of my errection, which still buldged in my pants. Then, the door opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some loaded short drawers, and carrying a dildo in her hand - one of our dildos. She crouched down down beside the bed, and pull a box from out from under it when she realized I was there. She froze, but did n't try to cover up.

'' So, you found our toy box ? '' I replied trying to make Inner Light of the situation.

'' This is awkward, '' she said with a sweet smile.

Then her eye turned to the extrusion in my pants, and she stared at it for what seemed like an timeless existence. 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 suntanned, I think she would cause been blushing.

'' Yup, that was awkward, '' was all I could call up. Then, I slid off the bed, looked in the box, and was even more storm when I saw which dildo they habe been using. `` Oh, fuck, '' I chuckled, `` Really jazz 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 epithet for her.

She was having a difficult sentence making eye liaison. `` Were n't you going to the airport ? How longsighted were you plate for ? ``

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

'' I 'd just got home from the Joe 's ( the mechanic ), something 's wrong with the car, '' she was n't looking at me, but Trissa was. `` You must hold been in the rain shower when I came in. ``

My daughter sighed in ease, but Trissa caught me with those pretty brown eyes of hers, and she smiled a knowing smiling.

'' I 'd rather you did n't foray into our toy box in the future, '' I added.

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

'' You know, we really do n't need to talk about this. You are both grow charwoman, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't need to dwell on this. '' With that, I grabbed my bicycle 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. `` Perfect, '' 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 quiet and Trissa could n't handle it.

'' You heard the whole thing, did n't you ? ``

'' The locality heard you. ``

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

I could experience my tool vellication. `` 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 twat, and working my clit. ``

'' I do n't involve 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 desire to know. ``

'' No, I do. ``

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

'' Why ? ``

'' I really ca n't. '' I was blushing and she noticed. She 's a smart girl, 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 pecker 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 things I just do n't need my daughter to know, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't tell her. '' She ground her renal pelvis into my growing cock, and she let out a bit of a suspiration. `` 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 apart Kay ! '' and grabbed some knockout, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used originally, was a latex clone of my cock. It had been a jest gift for my married woman from a friend of ours, so she could admit me on business trip-up. She had n't taken it this time because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's overnice to be intimate that Trissa enjoyed my cock so much, but a little disturbing that she may have used it on my Kay.

Later, I walked into the kitchen with the girls dressed to go out on the town. Kay looked just like her mom did when we got married. Actually, the sloshed blue jean microskirt she was wearing once belonged to her mom. So many men, and women look at my daughter with lust. At least my factor were trade good for something. Trissa, was fucking smoking. She stood there with her whisker in a long braid, a white summercater bra, and painted on tights - genus Felicia dressed as Sporty spiciness - a total wet-dream for an old man like me. She was remote, like my news of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't much time for more uneasy conversation, because the taxicab arrived and they went out dance.

With them on my mind, I had lube ready, my cock sticking out in front of me, ready to releave respective long 60 minutes of sexual stress. And then the fucking headphone rang. It was my married woman, and my Hope of some sound of skype sex ended when she needed me to find papers for her. After 3 minute of sifting through Indian file and scanning/sending text file, I was worn out. My sexual foiling, was frustrated more, but I was now tired, and went to catch some Z's.

My pipe dream were filled with my married woman and Felicia ( or was it Trissa ? ). It dreamt of the time that we made the dildo. We had to use a cock gang to prevent the stemma in my cock long enough for the contour to season, but the problem was the pecker ring was n't let my putz soften, so it was hard long than expected. When I finally pulled out, my wife hopped on my rooster and rode me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, shudders and stops, usually needing time to recover. But again, the cock ring was refusing to let my cock soften, so I stayed hard in her pussy, so she rode on. I know it was a dream, because then she rolled off me worn-out, and Felicia/Trissa took her over.

She stroked me cock 's full duration, lubing it with Cocos nucifera oil, and then licking up and down the spear. Finally taking me in her mouth. I grabbed her whisker and guided up and down on my shaft. If felt so thoroughly, and so very. Suck a beautiful brass, and my hammer sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a dreaming, my psyche betrayed me, and I thought of my daughter ... I woke up.

Then I realized that my putz was being stroked, and was still tough. I opened my center expecting my wife to be surprising me with a'I 'm back '' blowjob, but I got even a bad surpise, I opened my eyes just in time to watch out the chief of my cock popping out of Trissa 's mouth. She shifted, and mounted my errection. She slowly slid down on my tool. I let out a groan of delight when it 'locked in'.

I looked up at her, in the picket moonshine. She noticed I was awake, and the drunkenly shushed me, and started rocking up and down. Her pussy felt amazing sliding on my tool - she was so wet. She rode my cock slowly. I was amazed, looking at her hard consistence, and tracing a transmission line from her belly button up to her to her firm a-cups. For the low gear clip I noticed the refulgency of metal pearcings. I understood the invariable errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood dream of fucking Felicia. I new I should intercept, being that this was my daughter partner, but there was no stopping this, not with how sexually frustrated I 'd been all day. I loved watching her bound up and down on my cock. I was already near cumming, and I wanred her. Unexpectedly, she hopped off my cock, spun around and sat on my aspect. I groaned in frustration and high spirits.

Her pussy was intoxicating. shtup she smelled good, and had the sweetest tasting twat I 'd had in eld, she was like Dr black pepper. shag, I drank her in, sliding my glossa over her clit and into her pussy C. H. Best I could. I reached around grabing onto her firm ass, pulling her harder into my face. Her reaction was to grind even harder into my fount, using my chin to stimulate her clit, while I tongue fucked her. All the while, she slowly stroked my cock, keeping me hard, 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 pecker, I do n't get it on 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 eye widened, because the sensations on my prick did n't end. Instead, I saw the image of my wife, more than 20 yeas ago riding my turncock. But it was Kay, my baby. The thought was there, but my stopcock did n't weaken. She looked at me, saying nothing, but continuing to ride me. Her oculus did n't betray being sot. My daughter was sober, and fucking me hard.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her hips and pulled her down harder. The tabu was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with wantonness. I thrust my putz up deep into her kitty as she pounded down on me. Trissa moved behind Kay, reached around and pulled on her teat, 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 hard, and then I started cumming. I groaned, and unleashed a monumental payload into my daughter 's kitty-cat. She must induce felt my cock dude, because suddenly she was cumming again. This prison term, 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 slit. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the gustatory perception of come, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my girl in front of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the taste.

The girls cuddled up on either position of me, silently.

Then, Kay apologized.

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

She cut me off, `` I could n't jib feeling it for myself after Trissa told me it was your cock. Taboos be damned, that didlo felt better than any cock 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 shower, 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 let missed that part being smothered by Trissa 's slit ) 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 contraceptive pill. ``

'' He had a vasectomy. He wo n't bump me up. That may give birth been part of the reason I did n't take care. Knocking up kinsfolk is what 's bad, right ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

It was a change in our 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 adult terms, having shared an acute intimate experience, and looked at eachother differently. persuasion of my girl no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't thirst after her, but I noticed all her lulu and sexuality.

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

'' Is this going to be a pattern matter ? ``

'' No, I just want that load you promiced me last-place night. 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 retort, the unadulterated height for me to slue into her kitty. I dipped down to use up a lick, and she was soaked.

'' No pauperism, I want that cock and your cum ... no foreplay. Fuck, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's marital, and my girl 's sire ... Fuck me alread ... ''

Her words stopped as I thrust into her. She wanted it, so I gave it to her hard. I fucked her pooch, pushing her heavy down on the replication.

'' Fuck ya, apply it to me ! ``

I loved watching her from above. My cock sliding into her pussy, between those hone cheek. I wanted to fuck her ass, but was in heaven being in her kitty. I thrust hard into her, one paw pulling her fuzz, the other pulling her rosehip. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's boyfriends had ever experienced ... a hardcore academic term with adult-video 's most sought after gay woman. OK, not Felicia, but even better ...

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

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

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

'' Sorry, maybe we shuld hold back, '' I said awkwardly.

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

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

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

I looked over at my daughter, and she was in a chair, leg up, and 4 fingers deep in her puss, watching me pound her girlfriend 's pussy. It was fucked up, but fucking hot. And cum was beginning to progress up.

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

Then, my cock swelled, and I started to cum. She felt it, and she started cumming too. I kept thrusting as a great deal as I could, in total extacy.

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

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

'' Nope, I had my fill 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 back talk. `` Mmmmmm. '' And she waled away leaving me to pass over the story.

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

Still having the clon-a-willy modeling, I made a dildo for the two of them as a jape the morning of their 2nd aniversary. My wife does n't have a go at it about our skirmish, so I did n't tell my wife about the dildo. It was quietly given after she went to work. Later that evening, with all of us at a fancy eating house, the miss told us of their engagement. I was a bit stymy, until Kay and her mother went to the toilet leaving Trissa andI alone at the table.

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

She stroked my cock under the board. 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 verbalize about while we were gone ? '' my wife inquired when she came back to the table.

'' Oh, the future, '' I replied. `` I think we will be a finish fellowship. ''