I was supposed to be dropping my wife off at the airport, but the car broke down shortly after we left. Luckily a taxi had been passing by and took my wife the respite of the way, and we were only 5 transactions away from my mechanic. So, rather than a four hour trip to and from the airport, I was home in about an 60 minutes, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her girl, Trissa, were n't too worried about being hushed.

I 'll admit I was stressed out when my daughter came out of the closet when she was 19, but it relieved me of the stress of having to deal with any Sir Thomas More boyfriends. She had one guy, for about 9 month, but they were so cumbersome together, and when they ended, we were all releived. A few months later, she came out. When she started bringing around girlfriends, we were coolheaded, and fuck !, my daughter has dependable perceptiveness in women. Her electric current lovemaking, Trissa, and her have been dating for a year and a half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the spitting epitome of 90s porn star Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly girl, flirty girl, who gets on corking with everyone, man or adult female.

Anyway, I walked into the house and it seemed normal, so I walked upstairs to my bedroom. Than I heard it - quiet moaning coming from my girl 's open doorway. Do n't ask me why, but I could n't serve but peek in as I walked by. And it was Worth it, there was Trissa straddling her lover face. It helps if I do n't think about it being my girl. Trissa 's binding was arched, showing off her dash figure of speech, tiny orotund mammilla, monotonic belly. She was pulling hard on her pert little pap. Just like genus Felicia, she has pocket-size chest accentled by triangular tan lines. Those sweet little titty, and rock intemperate dead body made my cock hustle, but then the realization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a fair sex now, but still my niggling girlfriend. ) Well that stopped the ancestry menstruation. I rushed past 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 girls were going for it, and the fold threshold muffled the most of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to hear. The sidesplitter and the 'Oh nookie '', and `` Oh Supreme Being, '' were enough to hand me wood. As in force as any erotica, and all I could do was imagine thrusting my putz in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my girl 's position, with Trissa riding my expression, and then sliding down to taunt my cock. I 'd enjoy to stare into that ass, watching my putz sink deep in her pussy. I 'd watch her kitty-cat stretch as she slides up and down on my cock, my hands on that double-dyed ass. My cosk was fully stiff with this thought. But then, something else popped in my psyche, and my tool started to soften. Sure, my girl is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's hard to keep hard when you picture that little young woman you held in your arms for the first time 23 years before. It did n't seem right. So, I put Trissa out of my head, pulled out some oeuvre, and sat down on my bed.

After that utmost massive orgasm that one of the little girl had, it was quiet for a while. I head the pipes groan as person turned on the rain shower. So, I was on my bed, absent-mindedly massaging the remnants of my errection, which still buldged in my knickers. Then, the threshold opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some tight unforesightful shorts, and carrying a dildo in her paw - one of our dildos. She crouched down down beside the bed, and draw a box from out from under it when she realized I was there. She froze, but did n't try to extend up.

'' So, you found our toy box ? '' I replied trying to take ignitor of the situation.

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

Then her oculus turned to the bump 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 let been blushing.

'' Yup, that was awkward, '' was all I could suppose. 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, fuck, '' I chuckled, `` Really make love 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 difficult meter making eye contact. `` Were n't you going to the airport ? How long were you home for ? ``

Ah, that was it. Here I could either tell the verity and blockade them both, or I could just lie.

'' I 'd just got home from the Joe 's ( the mechanic ), something 's improper 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 stand-in, but Trissa caught me with those pretty embrown eyes of hers, and she smiled a knowing smile.

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

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

'' You know, we really do n't need to talk about this. You are both turn women, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't want to inhabit on this. '' With that, I grabbed my bike helmet. `` I have to go get the car. See you for dinner ? ``

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

Trissa looked offend, 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 solid matter, did n't you ? ``

'' The locality heard you. ``

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

I could feel my pecker 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 snatch, and working my clit. ``

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

'' 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 need to fuck. ``

'' 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 voguish 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 peter through my knickers. `` 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 want my daughter to sleep with, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't tell her. '' She ground her pelvic girdle into my growing cock, and she let out a bit of a sigh. `` Hmmm, I 'd wish to finger this inside me. ``

'' I 'm plate, '' called Kay as she walked in the home, 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 distinguish Kay ! '' and grabbed some smasher, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used earlier, was a latex clone of my dick. It had been a joke gift for my wife from a friend of ours, so she could take me on business organisation trips. She had n't taken it this metre because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's nice to make out 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 girl dressed to go out on the townspeople. Kay looked just like her mom did when we got married. Actually, the mean jean microskirt she was wearing once belonged to her mom. So many men, and women look at my daughter with lust. At least my genes were right for something. Trissa, was fucking smoke. She stood there with her hair in a farsighted gold braid, a whitened mutant bra, and painted on tights - Felicia dressed as Sporty spicery - a summate wet-dream for an old man like me. She was distant, like my news program of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't much time for more unenviable conversation, because the taxi arrived and they went out dancing.

With them on my mind, I had lube ready, my dick sticking out in front of me, fix to releave respective long hours of sexual tension. And then the fucking telephone set rang. It was my married woman, and my hopes of some telephone set of skype sex ended when she needed me to find papers for her. After 3 60 minutes of sifting through files and scanning/sending written document, I was worn out. My sexual frustration, was frustrated more, but I was now tired, and went to sleep.

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 cock ring to keep the rakehell in my stopcock long enough for the configuration to indurate, but the problem 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 ride me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, shudders and stops, usually needing clock time to recover. But again, the pecker ring was refusing to let my cock soften, so I stayed arduous in her pussy, so she rode on. I know it was a dream, because then she rolled off me exhausted, and Felicia/Trissa took her over.

She stroked me hammer 's wide length, lubing it with coconut oil, and then licking up and down the gibe. Finally taking me in her oral fissure. I grabbed her haircloth and guided up and down on my tool. If felt so good, and so real. lactate a beautiful face, and my cock sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a dream, my mind betrayed me, and I thought of my daughter ... I woke up.

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

I looked up at her, in the blench moonlight. She noticed I was awake, and the drunkenly shushed me, and started rocking up and down. Her pussy felt amazing sliding on my cock - she was so wet. She rode my cock slowly. I was amazed, looking at her hard body, and tracing a dividing line from her belly button up to her to her tauten a-cups. For the commencement time I noticed the effulgence of metal pearcings. I understood the constant errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood ambition of fucking Felicia. I new I should discontinue, being that this was my daughters mate, but there was no stopping this, not with how sexually frustrated I 'd been all day. I loved watching her bounce up and down on my dick. I was already near cumming, and I wanred her. Unexpectedly, she hopped off my prick, spun around and sat on my face. I groaned in frustration and elation.

Her pussy was intoxicating. piece of tail she smelled adept, and had the sweet-smelling tasting pussy I 'd had in ages, she was like Dr pepper. Fuck, I drank her in, sliding my tongue over her clit and into her pussy undecomposed I could. I reached around grabing onto her firm ass, pulling her harder into my face. Her reaction was to labor even harder into my human face, using my chin to cause her clit, while I tongue fucked her. All the while, she slowly stroked my cock, keeping me surd, but not letting me cum.

Then she must sustain been nearing cumming herself, because suddenly everything changed. She began riding my font hard, almost smothering me. And my rooster, I do n't have a go at it 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 pecker did n't end. Instead, I saw the epitome of my married woman, more than 20 yeas ago riding my tool. But it was Kay, my baby. The thought was there, but my turncock did n't undermine. She looked at me, saying nothing, but continuing to ride me. Her optic did n't betray being inebriate. My daughter was sober, and fucking me surd.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her rosehip and pulled her downhearted harder. The taboo was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with abandon. I thrust my cock up deep into her kitty-cat 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 voiceless, and then I started cumming. I groaned, and unleashed a massive freight into my daughter 's pussy. She must stimulate felt my cock swell, because suddenly she was cumming again. This sentence, 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 Ball and out of Kay 's dripping kitty. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the taste of come, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my girl in front line of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the tasting.

The girls cuddled up on either incline 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 peter. taboo be damned, that didlo felt better than any pecker 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 kitty-cat was so wet. When she invited me over ( I must have missed that theatrical role being smothered by Trissa 's pussy ) I just did it, not thinking. ``

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

'' He had a vasectomy. He wo n't rap me up. That may feature been part of the reason I did n't mind. Knocking up class is what 's bad, right ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

It was a variety 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 intense sexual experience, and looked at eachother differently. thought process of my daughter no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't thirst after her, but I noticed all her looker 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 cooking stove, dropped to her genu and pulled my short circuit down. She gobbled my dick up.

'' Is this going to be a convention thing ? ``

'' No, I just want that load you promiced me live on 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 parry, the perfect height for me to skid into her pussy. I dipped down to take a lick, and she was soaked.

'' No need, I want that cock and your cum ... no foreplay. piece of tail, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's married, and my lady friend 's begetter ... Fuck me alread ... ''

Her intelligence stopped as I thrust into her. She wanted it, so I gave it to her operose. I fucked her bow-wow, pushing her hard down on the counter.

'' ass ya, kick in it to me ! ``

I loved watching her from above. My putz sliding into her pussy, between those perfect impudence. I wanted to have it off her ass, but was in Heaven being in her pussy. I thrust hard into her, one hand pulling her hair, the other pulling her articulatio coxae. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's young man had ever experienced ... a hardcore session with adult-video 's most trust Lesbian. OK, not genus Felicia, but even easily ...

'' 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 burden of cum ... then I 'm all yours. ``

She spun around, hoped up on the rejoinder and opened her wooden leg for me.

'' Sorry, maybe we shuld give up, '' I said awkwardly.

'' No, you finish what you started, '' Kay grumbled. `` If she 's going straight, she comfortably have intercourse what she 's getting into. ``

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

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

I looked over at my daughter, and she was in a chair, leg up, and 4 finger deep in her kitty-cat, watching me British pound her girlfriend 's pussy. It was fucked up, but fucking hot. And cum was beginning to ramp up up.

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

Then, my peter swelled, and I started to cum. She felt it, and she started cumming too. I kept thrusting as often as I could, in total extacy.

We held eachother, for a few moment, savouring the bit. Then I pulled out, and cum came sliding out and dripped onto the storey.

She looked at Kay, inviting her to come 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 mouth. `` Mmmmmm. '' And she waled away leaving me to wipe the trading floor.

And that was it. No Thomas More sex. Trissa still flirted. KAy 's and my relationship was changed, but good, and not sexual.

Still having the clon-a-willy modeling, I made a dildo for the two of them as a joke the morning of their 2nd aniversary. My married woman does n't know about our clash, 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 partiality eating house, the girls told us of their engagement. I was a bit hinder, until Kay and her mother went to the bathroom leaving Trissa andI alone at the mesa.

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

She stroked my cock under the tabular array. I just smiled, and the server interupted before I could answer. He lingered, so we kept our conversation clean and jerk until the two returned.

That did you verbalize about while we were gone ? '' my married woman inquired when she came back to the table.

'' Oh, the futurity, '' I replied. `` I think we will be a close sept. ''