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 relief of the way, and we were only 5 instant away from my mechanic. So, rather than a four hour trip to and from the aerodrome, I was home in about an time of day, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her girl, Trissa, were n't too occupy about being placid.

I 'll admit I was stressed out when my daughter came out of the W.C. when she was 19, but it relieved me of the stress of having to manage with any more fellow. She had one guy, for about 9 months, but they were so awkward together, and when they ended, we were all releived. A few months later, she came out. When she started bringing around girlfriends, we were cool, and shag !, my daughter has good taste in women. Her current dearest, Trissa, and her have been dating for a year and a one-half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the spitting simulacrum of 90s porn sensation Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly missy, flirty young woman, who gets on bang-up with everyone, man or woman.

Anyway, I walked into the sign and it seemed rule, so I walked upstairs to my chamber. Than I heard it - quiet moaning coming from my daughter 's open door. 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 lovers face. It helps if I do n't mean about it being my daughter. Trissa 's binding was arched, showing off her smashing human body, tiny round tits, categorical belly. She was pulling hard on her pert little nipples. Just like Felicia, she has small breast accentled by triangular tan melody. Those sweet-smelling short tit, and sway arduous 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 short daughter. ) Well that stopped the bloodline 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 fille were going for it, and the closed door muffled the most of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighborhood was going to hear. The shriek and the 'Oh fucks '', and `` Oh God, '' were enough to give me wood. As good as any smut, and all I could do was opine thrusting my cock in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my daughter 's spot, with Trissa riding my face, and then sliding down to ride my cock. I 'd love to stare into that ass, watching my shaft sink deep in her pussy. I 'd watch her purulent stretch as she slides up and down on my rooster, my hands on that pure ass. My cosk was fully stiff with this thought. But then, something else popped in my straits, and my turncock started to soften. Sure, my daughter is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's operose to keep severe when you picture that little girl you held in your arms for the kickoff sentence 23 age before. It did n't seem right. So, I put Trissa out of my straits, pulled out some work, and sat down on my bed.

After that live monolithic climax that one of the girls had, it was tranquillity for a while. I head the pipage groan as soul 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 room access opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some tight short short pants, 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 name light of the spot.

'' This is bunglesome, '' she said with a unfermented smile.

Then her eyes turned to the bulge 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 have been blushing.

'' Yup, that was awkward, '' was all I could imagine. 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, have intercourse, '' I chuckled, `` Really fucking awkward. ``

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

'' pop, 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 time making eye contact. `` Were n't you going to the aerodrome ? How farsighted were you home for ? ``

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

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

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

'' I 'd rather you did n't raid our toy box in the time to come, '' 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 grown charwoman, 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 shocked, but still smiling. `` perfective tense, '' 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 to the lowest degree. I was right.

dinner was uncomfortably hush and Trissa could n't handle it.

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

'' The neck of the woods heard you. ``

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

I could finger my prick twitch. `` 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 slit, and working my clit. ``

'' I do n't need 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 know. ``

'' No, I do. ``

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

'' Why ? ``

'' I really ca n't. '' I was blushing and she noticed. She 's a chic missy, 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 rooster through my gasp. `` 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 require my girl to know, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't secern her. '' She ground her pelvis into my growing cock, and she let out a bit of a sigh. `` Hmmm, I 'd care 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 secern Kay ! '' and grabbed some dishes, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used earlier, was a latex clone of my cock. It had been a caper endowment for my wife from a friend of ours, so she could take me on line slip. 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 prick so much, but a small disturbing that she may have used it on my Kay.

Later, I walked into the kitchen with the girlfriend 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 char look at my daughter with lust. At least my cistron were good for something. Trissa, was fucking smoking. She stood there with her hair in a long braiding, a white sport bra, and painted on tights - Felicia dressed as Sporty Spice - a total wet-dream for an old man like me. She was distant, like my news of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't very much time for more inept conversation, because the cab arrived and they went out saltation.

With them on my mind, I had lube ready, my hammer sticking out in movement of me, set up to releave several prospicient hours of sexual tension. And then the fucking phone rang. It was my wife, and my hopes of some phone of skype sex ended when she needed me to observe document for her. After 3 hr of sifting through file cabinet 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 married woman 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 profligate in my prick long enough for the form to harden, but the problem was the cock gang was n't let my cock soften, so it was hard yearner than expected. When I finally pulled out, my wife hopped on my putz and rode me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, thrill and stops, usually needing sentence to recuperate. But again, the dick ring was refusing to let my cock soften, so I stayed hard in her pussycat, 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 cocoanut oil, and then licking up and down the shaft. Finally taking me in her mouth. I grabbed her hairsbreadth and guided up and down on my calamus. If felt so near, and so real. imbibe a beautiful face, and my turncock sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a dream, my thinker betrayed me, and I thought of my daughter ... I woke up.

Then I realized that my rooster was being stroked, and was still hard. I opened my optic expecting my married woman to be surprising me with a'I 'm back '' blowjob, but I got even a gravid surpise, I opened my centre just in meter to check the head 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 pale moonlight. She noticed I was awake, and the drunkenly shushed me, and started rocking up and down. Her kitty-cat felt amazing sliding on my rooster - she was so wet. She rode my stopcock slowly. I was amazed, looking at her hard consistence, and tracing a line from her belly button up to her to her unshakable a-cups. For the kickoff metre I noticed the shine of alloy pearcings. I understood the constant errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood ambition of fucking Felicia. I new I should stop, 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 bounce up and down on my cock. 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 slit was intoxicating. Fuck she smelled good, and had the dulcet tasting pussy I 'd had in old age, she was like Dr white pepper. nookie, I drank her in, sliding my glossa over her clit and into her pussy best I could. I reached around grabing onto her firm ass, pulling her harder into my nerve. 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 toilsome, 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 cock, I do n't know what she was doing, but the champion was phenominal. I 'd never had a handjob like that. I was focusing on tonging her pussycat, and then she came. Hard and loud again.

It pushed me even closer to cumming myself. Then she rolled of me. My centre widened, because the superstar on my prick 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 sister. The cerebration was there, but my cock did n't subvert. She looked at me, saying goose egg, but continuing to ride me. Her oculus did n't betray being drunk. My daughter was sober, and fucking me surd.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her hips and pulled her down 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 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 hard, and then I started cumming. I groaned, and unleashed a massive load into my daughter 's puss. She must have felt my putz clotheshorse, 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 ramification, and licked the cum off my balls and out of Kay 's dripping pussy. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the taste of semen, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my girl in strawman of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the taste.

The missy cuddled up on either side 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 turncock. 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 brain. Then, after my rain shower, I walked in here to see you fucking Trissa. At first I was a bit wild, but my kitty-cat was so wet. When she invited me over ( I must receive missed that part being smothered by Trissa 's pussy ) I just did it, not thinking. ``

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

'' He had a vasectomy. He wo n't knock me up. That may stimulate been region of the reason I did n't bear in mind. Knocking up family is what 's bad, right ? ``

'' Oh wow ! I want a load like that in my kitty-cat, too.No Thomas Kyd ? ``

'' Uhm, I do n't imagine I 'll ever birth 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, dad, '' Kay said to me. She 's never called me 'Pops'before.

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

It was a modification in our human 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 footing, having shared an intense sexual experience, and looked at eachother differently. opinion of my daughter no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't thirst after her, but I noticed all her beauty and sexuality.

The next first light, 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 human knee and pulled my shorts down. She gobbled my cock up.

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

'' No, I just want that onus you promiced me finis 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 counter, the perfect height for me to slide into her pussycat. I dipped down to take a lick, and she was soaked.

'' No motive, I want that turncock and your cum ... no foreplay. Fuck, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's matrimonial, and my girl 's father ... nooky me alread ... ''

Her words stopped as I thrust into her. She wanted it, so I gave it to her intemperately. I fucked her doggie, pushing her hard down on the heel counter.

'' ass ya, sacrifice it to me ! ``

I loved watching her from above. My cock sliding into her pussy, between those perfect cheek. I wanted to get laid her ass, but was in nirvana being in her pussy. I thrust hard into her, one hired man pulling her hair, the other pulling her coxa. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's boyfriends had ever experienced ... a hardcore sitting with adult-video 's most hope lesbian. OK, not genus Felicia, but even better ...

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

'' Just once to a greater extent. I want a load of cum ... then I 'm all yours. ``

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

'' Sorry, maybe we shuld stop, '' 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 rooster was still totally solid. I drove it right back in. I wanted to cum, and she wanted my cum.

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

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

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

Then, my hammer swelled, and I started to cum. She felt it, and she started cumming too. I kept thrusting as a good deal as I could, in tot up extacy.

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

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 mouth. `` Mmmmmm. '' And she waled away leaving me to wipe the floor.

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

Still having the clon-a-willy mold, I made a dildo for the two of them as a gag the good morning of their 2nd aniversary. My wife does n't love about our encounter, 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 restaurant, the girls told us of their employment. I was a bit embarrassed, until Kay and her mother went to the bathroom leaving Trissa andI alone at the board.

'' Thanks for the toy, '' she whispered. `` Both of us have already experienced it 's magic chastity. Maybe you and I can try the real number 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 and jerk until the two returned.

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

'' Oh, the hereafter, '' I replied. `` I think we will be a close kinfolk. ''