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 married woman the residuum of the way, and we were only 5 minutes away from my mechanic. So, rather than a four hour trip to and from the airport, 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 upset about being quiet.

I 'll allow in I was stressed out when my daughter came out of the closet when she was 19, but it relieved me of the tension 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 calendar month later, she came out. When she started bringing around girlfriends, we were chill, and fuck !, my girl has good taste in cleaning lady. Her current love, Trissa, and her have been dating for a year and a half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the spitting figure of speech of 90s porn star Felicia.She is a bubbly, favorable girl, flirty girl, who gets on capital with everyone, man or cleaning woman.

Anyway, I walked into the household and it seemed convention, so I walked upstairs to my sleeping room. Than I heard it - calm moaning coming from my daughter 's subject door. Do n't ask me why, but I could n't avail but glance in as I walked by. And it was worth it, there was Trissa straddling her lovers face. It helps if I do n't cogitate about it being my girl. Trissa 's spinal column was arched, showing off her swell figure, petite orotund pap, mat belly. She was pulling hard on her pert slight nipple. Just like Felicia, she has small breasts accentled by triangular tan telephone circuit. Those sweet niggling tits, and rock firmly body made my cock stir, but then the realization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a woman now, but still my piddling girl. ) Well that stopped the blood flow. I rushed past to my sleeping accommodation, and quietly closed the door behind me. Really, I should receive buggered off, but I just wanted to obscure out and try and get Trissa out of my mind.

The girls were going for it, and the closed threshold muffled the about of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to hear. The wow and the 'Oh fucks '', and `` Oh idol, '' were enough to give me Ellen Price Wood. As right as any porn, and all I could do was imagine thrusting my cock in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my daughter 's position, with Trissa riding my brass, and then sliding down to ride my cock. I 'd love to stare into that ass, watching my shaft sinkhole deep in her kitty. I 'd watch her pussy stretch as she slides up and down on my cock, my men on that gross ass. My cosk was fully stiff with this idea. But then, something else popped in my head, and my hammer started to cushion. Sure, my girl is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's hard to hold on heavily when you picture that little girl you held in your arms for the first prison term 23 yr before. It did n't look right. So, I put Trissa out of my brain, pulled out some oeuvre, and sat down on my bed.

After that last massive orgasm that one of the miss had, it was quiet for a patch. I head the piping moan as someone turned on the rain shower. So, I was on my bed, absent-mindedly massaging the remnants of my errection, which still buldged in my drawers. Then, the door opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some blotto short circuit trunks, and carrying a dildo in her helping 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 track up.

'' So, you found our toy box ? '' I replied trying to attain visible light of the situation.

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

Then her oculus turned to the bulge in my pants, and she stared at it for what seemed like an timelessness. 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 tan, I think she would experience been blushing.

'' Yup, that was awkward, '' was all I could think. 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, lie with, '' 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 figure for her.

She was having a unmanageable time making eye contact. `` Were n't you going to the aerodrome ? How longsighted were you home base for ? ``

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

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

My daughter sighed in backup, but Trissa caught me with those pretty brown centre of hers, and she smiled a knowing smile.

'' I 'd rather you did n't raid 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 grownup fair sex, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't need to dwell 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 blow out of the water, 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 party was uncomfortably tranquillize and Trissa could n't handle it.

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

'' The neighbourhood heard you. ``

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

I could finger my putz twitch. `` Uhm, ya. Sounded like you girls had fun. ``

'' I could n't assist it. The way Kay was stuffing that dildo in and out of my kitty-cat, and working my clit. ``

'' I do n't require 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 love. ``

'' 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 sassy 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 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 affair I just do n't desire my girl to have intercourse, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't recite her. '' She ground her pelvis into my growing cock, and she let out a bit of a suspiration. `` Hmmm, I 'd wish to feel this inside me. ``

'' I 'm home base, '' 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 dishes, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used earlier, was a latex clone of my tool. It had been a prank gift for my wife from a friend of ours, so she could take in me on business trip-up. She had n't taken it this time because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's courteous to know that Trissa enjoyed my pecker so often, but a short disturbing that she may have used it on my Kay.

Later, I walked into the kitchen with the miss dressed to go out on the Town. Kay looked just like her mom did when we got married. Actually, the tight jean microskirt she was wearing once belonged to her mom. So many men, and women look at my daughter with lecherousness. At least my gene were commodity for something. Trissa, was fucking smoking. She stood there with her hair's-breadth in a farsighted braid, a Patrick Victor Martindale White sportswoman bra, and painted on tights - genus Felicia dressed as Sporty spice - a total wet-dream for an old man like me. She was distant, like my word of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't much clock time for more awkward conversation, because the taxi arrived and they went out dance.

With them on my mind, I had lube set, my dick sticking out in front end of me, fix to releave various long 60 minutes of sexual tension. And then the fucking phone rang. It was my married woman, and my Bob Hope of some phone of skype sex ended when she needed me to incur documents for her. After 3 minute of sifting through files and scanning/sending documents, I was worn out. My intimate frustration, was frustrated more, but I was now tired, and went to sleep.

My dreams were filled with my wife and Felicia ( or was it Trissa ? ). It dreamt of the clock time that we made the dildo. We had to use a cock ring to celebrate the rake in my cock long enough for the form to harden, but the job was the cock ring was n't let my turncock soften, so it was hard farseeing than expected. When I finally pulled out, my wife hopped on my cock and rode me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, chill and full point, usually needing meter to recover. But again, the cock ring was refusing to let my rooster soften, so I stayed grueling 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 cock 's full length, lubing it with coco palm oil, and then licking up and down the irradiation. Finally taking me in her mouth. I grabbed her hair and guided up and down on my shaft of light. If felt so skillful, and so real. Suck a beautiful face, and my dick sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a aspiration, my judgement betrayed me, and I thought of my daughter ... I woke up.

Then I realized that my cock was being stroked, and was still severe. I opened my center expecting my wife to be storm me with a'I 'm back '' cock sucking, but I got even a grown surpise, I opened my eyes just in time to observe the head of my peter 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 moonlight. She noticed I was awake, and the drunkenly shushed me, and started rocking up and down. Her purulent felt amazing sliding on my cock - she was so wet. She rode my cock slowly. I was amazed, looking at her hard organic structure, and tracing a lineage from her belly button up to her to her unshakable a-cups. For the starting time meter I noticed the shine of metallic element pearcings. I understood the constant errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood dream of fucking Felicia. I new I should arrest, being that this was my daughters partner, but there was no stopping this, not with how sexually frustrated I 'd been all day. I loved watching her bouncing 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 fount. I groaned in thwarting and elation.

Her pussycat was intoxicating. piece of tail she smelled good, and had the sweet-flavored tasting kitty I 'd had in geezerhood, she was like Dr capsicum pepper plant. Fuck, I drank her in, sliding my glossa over her clit and into her pussycat Best I could. I reached around grabing onto her business firm ass, pulling her harder into my face. Her reaction was to grind even harder into my look, 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 let been nearing cumming herself, because suddenly everything changed. She began riding my look hard, almost smothering me. And my stopcock, I do n't have intercourse what she was doing, but the sense impression 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 cock did n't end. Instead, I saw the figure of speech of my wife, more than 20 yeas ago riding my cock. But it was Kay, my babe. The intellection was there, but my cock did n't weaken. She looked at me, saying nothing, but continuing to hinge upon me. Her center did n't betray being drunk. My daughter was sober, and fucking me knockout.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her hip and pulled her fine-tune harder. The taboo was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with abandon. I thrust my prick up deep into her puss as she pounded down on me. Trissa moved behind Kay, reached around and pulled on her tit, 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 arduous, and then I started cumming. I groaned, and unleashed a monumental freight into my girl 's slit. She must birth 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 plunge down between our legs, and licked the cum off my egg and out of Kay 's dripping cunt. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the sense of taste of come, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my daughter in figurehead of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the taste sensation.

The girl cuddled up on either face of me, silently.

Then, Kay apologized.

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

She cut me off, `` I could n't dissent 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 raging, but my pussy was so wet. When she invited me over ( I must let missed that part being smothered by Trissa 's twat ) 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 criticise me up. That may have been part of the reason I did n't mind. Knocking up family is what 's bad, right ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

It was a change in our human relationship. Not just because we fucked, but she never called me 'Daddy'again, and I stopped using her childhood pet name, too. We were now on adult 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 thirst after her, but I noticed all her dish and sexuality.

The adjacent dawn, 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 knees and pulled my shorts down. She gobbled my cock up.

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

'' No, I just want that load you promiced me survive 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 sideboard, the arrant height for me to slide into her pussycat. I dipped down to take a lick, and she was soaked.

'' No pauperization, I want that peter and your cum ... no foreplay. nookie, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's married, and my girlfriend 's begetter ... ass me alread ... ''

Her lyric stopped as I thrust into her. She wanted it, so I gave it to her hard. I fucked her barker, pushing her hard down on the counter.

'' Fuck ya, give way it to me ! ``

I loved watching her from above. My cock sliding into her pussy, between those perfect cheeks. I wanted to fuck her ass, but was in Eden being in her cunt. I thrust hard into her, one hand pulling her hair, the other pulling her hips. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's beau had ever experienced ... a hardcore session with adult-video 's most want lesbian. OK, not Felicia, but even better ...

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

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

'' Sorry, maybe we shuld hold on, '' 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 prick was still totally hearty. 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 finger it dripping around my cock.

I looked over at my daughter, and she was in a electric chair, leg up, and 4 finger deep in her pussy, watching me pound her lady friend 's pussy. It was fucked up, but fucking hot. And cum was beginning to make up.

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

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

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

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 fingerbreadth in herown ussy and sooped out a fingerful of cum, and sucked it into her lip. `` Mmmmmm. '' And she waled away leaving me to pass over the floor.

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

Still having the clon-a-willy stamp, I made a dildo for the two of them as a joke the morning of their 2nd aniversary. My wife does n't know about our encounter, so I did n't enjoin my married woman about the dildo. It was quietly given after she went to work. Later that evening, with all of us at a fancy eating place, the girls told us of their engagement. I was a bit hinder, 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 magical virtues. Maybe you and I can try the real affair again some day ? ``

She stroked my hammer under the table. I just smiled, and the server interupted before I could reply. He lingered, so we kept our conversation clean until the two returned.

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

'' Oh, the future tense, '' I replied. `` I think we will be a closemouthed family. ''