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 rest of the way, and we were only 5 transactions away from my mechanic. So, rather than a four hour head trip to and from the drome, I was home in about an hr, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her girl, Trissa, were n't too vex about being quiet.

I 'll take I was stressed out when my girl came out of the press when she was 19, but it relieved me of the focus of having to get by with any to a greater extent young man. She had one guy, for about 9 months, but they were so sticky 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 off, and shtup !, my daughter has good mouthful in women. Her stream love, Trissa, and her have been dating for a yr and a half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the spitting icon of 90s porn wiz Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly girl, flirty girl, who gets on great with everyone, man or charwoman.

Anyway, I walked into the house and it seemed pattern, so I walked upstairs to my bedroom. Than I heard it - quiet moaning coming from my daughter 's open door. Do n't ask me why, but I could n't assist 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 back was arched, showing off her swell figure, tiny pear-shaped tits, insipid belly. She was pulling hard on her pert piddling mamilla. Just like Felicia, she has small breast accentled by triangular tan wrinkle. Those sweet little tits, and rock hard consistency made my cock bustle, but then the fruition that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a cleaning woman now, but still my footling missy. ) Well that stopped the blood current. I rushed past to my bedroom, and quietly closed the door behind me. Really, I should have buggered off, but I just wanted to shroud out and try and get Trissa out of my mind.

The missy were going for it, and the closed door muffled the nigh of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to get word. The screams and the 'Oh screw '', and `` Oh immortal, '' were enough to break me Sir Henry Wood. As honest as any porn, and all I could do was ideate thrusting my cock in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my daughter 's position, with Trissa riding my human face, and then sliding down to ride my cock. I 'd love to stare into that ass, watching my light beam sink deep in her pussy. I 'd watch her pussy stretch as she slides up and down on my cock, my hands on that perfect tense ass. My cosk was fully stiff with this thought. 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 severe to keep gruelling when you picture that little girl you held in your weapons system for the first sentence 23 eld before. It did n't seem right. So, I put Trissa out of my straits, pulled out some body of work, and sat down on my bed.

After that in conclusion monolithic climax that one of the girls had, it was unruffled for a spell. I head the pipes groan as someone turned on the shower. So, I was on my bed, absent-mindedly massaging the leftover of my errection, which still buldged in my pants. Then, the threshold opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some sozzled poor shorts, and carrying a dildo in her hand - one of our dildos. She crouched down down beside the bed, and pull out 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 piss light of the situation.

'' This is ungainly, '' she said with a mellisonant smile.

Then her middle turned to the extrusion in my pant, 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 think. 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 fucking awkward. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

My girl sighed in relief, but Trissa caught me with those pretty brownness eyes of hers, and she smiled a knowing smiling.

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

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

'' You know, we really do n't need to spill the beans about this. You are both grownup woman, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't need to dwell on this. '' With that, I grabbed my wheel 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. `` Perfect, '' and as I walked out, they began bickering. I 'm guessing that she was not to comfortable with having dinner party, alone with me tonight at least. I was right.

Dinner was uncomfortably quiet and Trissa could n't deal it.

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

'' The neighbourhood heard you. ``

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

I could feel my pecker twitch. `` Uhm, ya. Sounded like you girls had fun. ``

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

'' 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 prick through my drawers. `` 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 thing I just do n't want my daughter to experience, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't secern her. '' She ground her renal pelvis into my growing rooster, and she let out a bit of a sigh. `` Hmmm, I 'd like to feel 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 dishes, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used earlier, was a rubber-base paint ringer of my turncock. It had been a joke gift for my married woman from a friend of ours, so she could conduct me on occupation trips. She had n't taken it this metre because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's gracious to know that Trissa enjoyed my cock so much, but a minuscule disturbing that she may stimulate used it on my Kay.

Later, I walked into the kitchen with the girlfriend dressed to go out on the townspeople. Kay looked just like her mom did when we got married. Actually, the stiff denim microskirt she was wearing once belonged to her mom. So many men, and women look at my girl with lecherousness. At least my factor were good for something. Trissa, was fucking smoking. She stood there with her hair in a long braid, a white variation bra, and painted on tights - genus Felicia dressed as Sporty Spice - a total wet-dream for an old man like me. She was upstage, like my word of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't much time for more inapt conversation, because the taxi arrived and they went out saltation.

With them on my mind, I had lube ready, my tool sticking out in forepart of me, set to releave various long hours of sexual stress. And then the fucking headphone rang. It was my wife, and my Leslie Townes Hope of some sound of skype sex ended when she needed me to recover documents for her. After 3 hours of sifting through files and scanning/sending document, I was worn out. My sexual frustration, was frustrated more, but I was now tired, and went to sleep.

My dreams were filled with my married woman and genus Felicia ( or was it Trissa ? ). It dreamt of the metre that we made the dildo. We had to use a cock ring to restrain the pedigree in my rooster long enough for the kind to harden, but the problem was the putz ring was n't let my cock soften, so it was hard farseeing than expected. When I finally pulled out, my married woman hopped on my pecker and rode me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, shudders and stops, usually needing time to recover. But again, the pecker anchor ring was refusing to let my cock soften, so I stayed arduous 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 coco oil, and then licking up and down the calamus. Finally taking me in her mouth. I grabbed her fuzz and guided up and down on my shaft. If felt so dear, and so genuine. draw a beautiful face, and my cock sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a aspiration, my idea betrayed me, and I thought of my daughter ... I woke up.

Then I realized that my cock was being stroked, and was still hard. I opened my eyes expecting my wife to be surprising me with a'I 'm back '' blowjob, but I got even a larger surpise, I opened my eyes just in time to determine the question of my cock popping out of Trissa 's mouthpiece. She shifted, and mounted my errection. She slowly slid down on my pecker. I let out a moan of pleasure when it 'locked in'.

I looked up at her, in the pale moonshine. 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 hammer slowly. I was amazed, looking at her heavy body, and tracing a line from her belly button up to her to her strong a-cups. For the outset time I noticed the refulgency of metallic pearcings. I understood the unremitting errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood dream of fucking Felicia. I new I should terminate, 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 bouncing up and down on my dick. I was already near cumming, and I wanred her. Unexpectedly, she hopped off my pecker, spun around and sat on my brass. I groaned in foiling and elation.

Her puss was intoxicating. Fuck she smelled good, and had the sweetest tasting snatch I 'd had in long time, she was like Dr white pepper. Fuck, I drank her in, sliding my natural language over her clit and into her pussy in effect I could. I reached around grabing onto her firm ass, pulling her harder into my grimace. Her chemical reaction was to mash even harder into my face, using my chin to perk up her clitoris, while I tongue fucked her. All the while, she slowly stroked my turncock, keeping me surd, 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 know what she was doing, but the sensation was phenominal. I 'd never had a handjob like that. I was focusing on tonging her twat, 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 turncock. But it was Kay, my infant. The thought was there, but my cock did n't weaken. She looked at me, saying nothing, but continuing to razz me. Her eyes did n't betray being drunk. My daughter was sober, and fucking me heavy.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her hip and pulled her blue harder. The tabu was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with unconstraint. I thrust my turncock up deep into her pussy as she pounded down on me. Trissa moved behind Kay, reached around and pulled on her pap, 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 girl 's pussy. She must feature felt my cock gallant, 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 peg, and licked the cum off my balls and out of Kay 's dripping kitty. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the mouthful of ejaculate, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my girl in front of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the taste perception.

The girls 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 baulk feeling it for myself after Trissa told me it was your putz. taboo be damned, that didlo felt better than any putz I 'd had before. I 'm supposed to be gay, but I could n't get the thought out of my creative thinker. Then, after my exhibitioner, I walked in here to see you fucking Trissa. At first I was a bit furious, but my pussy was so wet. When she invited me over ( I must have missed that part being smothered by Trissa 's pussy ) 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 anovulatory drug. ``

'' He had a vasectomy. He wo n't knock me up. That may have been part of the understanding I did n't take care. Knocking up family is what 's bad, right ? ``

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

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

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 change in our kinship. 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 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 knees and pulled my shorts down. She gobbled my turncock up.

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

'' No, I just want that load you promiced me last 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 perfective tiptop for me to slide into her pussy. I dipped down to take a slug, and she was soaked.

'' No motivation, I want that cock and your cum ... no stimulation. fuck, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's splice, 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 hard. I fucked her barker, pushing her hard John L. H. Down on the heel counter.

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

I loved watching her from above. My pecker sliding into her kitty, between those hone cheeks. I wanted to fuck her ass, but was in heaven being in her pussy. I thrust hard into her, one hired hand pulling her hair's-breadth, the other pulling her hips. 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 effective ...

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

'' Just once More. I want a incumbrance of cum ... then I 'm all yours. ``

She spun around, hoped up on the comeback 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 cognise what she 's getting into. ``

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

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

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

I looked at my Felicia clone, and she grabbed me and kissed me voiceless, our spit dancing while I fucked her hot snatch 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 total extacy.

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

She looked at Kay, inviting her to total 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 story.

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

Still having the clon-a-willy mold, I made a dildo for the two of them as a joke the forenoon of their 2nd aniversary. My wife does n't know about our clash, so I did n't assure my married woman about the dildo. It was quietly given after she went to solve. Later that evening, with all of us at a fancy restaurant, the lady friend told us of their engagement. I was a bit block, until Kay and her mother went to the bathroom leaving Trissa andI alone at the table.

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

She stroked my shaft under the table. I just smiled, and the waiter interupted before I could answer. 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 board.

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