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 residue of the way, and we were only 5 moment away from my mechanic. So, rather than a four hour trip to and from the airport, I was home in about an minute, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her girlfriend, Trissa, were n't too disturbed about being quiet.

I 'll admit I was stressed out when my daughter came out of the cupboard when she was 19, but it relieved me of the strain of having to deal with any more boyfriends. She had one guy, for about 9 calendar month, 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, and screw !, my daughter has good taste in woman. Her current dear, Trissa, and her have been dating for a year and a half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the pitter-patter paradigm of 90s porn star Felicia.She is a bubbly, well-disposed girl, flirty girl, who gets on great with everyone, man or woman.

Anyway, I walked into the mansion and it seemed convention, so I walked upstairs to my bedroom. Than I heard it - quiet moaning coming from my daughter 's undefendable door. Do n't ask me why, but I could n't serve but glint in as I walked by. And it was worth it, there was Trissa straddling her lovers face. It helps if I do n't cerebrate about it being my daughter. Trissa 's back was arched, showing off her smashing figure, tiny pear-shaped boob, flat belly. She was pulling hard on her irreverent short pap. Just like genus Felicia, she has minor breasts accentled by triangular tan phone line. Those Sweet little tits, and rock intemperate torso made my tool stir, but then the realization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a woman now, but still my petty girl. ) Well that stopped the blood flow. I rushed past to my bedchamber, and quietly closed the doorway behind me. Really, I should have 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 door muffled the nigh of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to hear. The screech and the 'Oh shag '', and `` Oh god, '' were enough to chip in me wood. As good as any porn, and all I could do was imagine thrusting my shaft in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my daughter 's position, with Trissa riding my face, and then sliding down to ride my peter. I 'd love to stare into that ass, watching my rotating shaft sink trench in her pussycat. I 'd learn her pussy stretch as she slides up and down on my cock, my hands on that double-dyed ass. My cosk was fully fuddled with this thought. But then, something else popped in my head, and my peter started to soften. Sure, my daughter is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's hard to celebrate strong when you picture that little daughter you held in your arms for the first gear time 23 years before. It did n't seem right. So, I put Trissa out of my head, pulled out some work, and sat down on my bed.

After that cobbler's last massive orgasm that one of the girls had, it was placidity for a while. I head the pipe moan as someone turned on the shower. So, I was on my bed, absent-mindedly massaging the remainder 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 unretentive shorts, and carrying a dildo in her hand - 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 cover up.

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

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

Then her center turned to the bulge in my gasp, 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 own 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, 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 name for her.

She was having a difficult time making eye middleman. `` Were n't you going to the airdrome ? How prospicient were you home for ? ``

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

'' I 'd just got home base from the Joe 's ( the car-mechanic ), something 's wrong 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 alleviation, but Trissa caught me with those pretty brown optic of hers, and she smiled a knowing smile.

'' 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 full-grown women, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't need to dwell on this. '' With that, I grabbed my cycle 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 party, alone with me tonight at least. I was right.

Dinner was uncomfortably tranquillity and Trissa could n't handle it.

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

'' The neighbourhood heard you. ``

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

I could find my cock 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 pussy, and working my clit. ``

'' I do n't want 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 need to cognise. ``

'' 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 bright 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 thing I just do n't want my daughter to cognize, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't severalise 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, '' called Kay as she walked in the menage, 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 dishful, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used other, was a latex paint clone of my pecker. It had been a jest gift for my wife from a champion of ours, so she could take me on stage business stumble. She had n't taken it this metre because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's nice to know that Trissa enjoyed my cock so lots, but a petty disturbing that she may sustain used it on my Kay.

Later, I walked into the kitchen with the little girl dressed to go out on the Ithiel Town. Kay looked just like her mom did when we got married. Actually, the nasty jean microskirt she was wearing once belonged to her mom. So many men, and women look at my daughter with lust. At to the lowest degree my genes were secure for something. Trissa, was fucking smoke. She stood there with her hair in a farsighted plait, a white sport bra, and painted on leotards - 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 much prison term for more awkward conversation, because the taxi arrived and they went out dancing.

With them on my mind, I had lube ready, my hammer sticking out in front of me, ready to releave respective long hours of sexual stress. 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 find documents for her. After 3 hour of sifting through file cabinet and scanning/sending written document, I was worn out. My sexual foiling, 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 metre that we made the dildo. We had to use a putz ring to keep back the rip in my rooster long enough for the variant to harden, but the problem was the putz ring was n't let my shaft soften, so it was hard yearner than expected. When I finally pulled out, my wife hopped on my pecker and ride me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, shudders and stopover, usually needing time to recover. But again, the turncock ring was refusing to let my prick soften, so I stayed toilsome in her pussycat, so she rode on. I know it was a dream, because then she rolled off me wipe out, and Felicia/Trissa took her over.

She stroked me turncock 's broad length, lubing it with coconut oil, and then licking up and down the barb. Finally taking me in her mouth. I grabbed her tomentum and guided up and down on my scape. If felt so skillful, and so existent. Suck a beautiful nerve, 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 peter was being stroked, and was still intemperately. I opened my eyes expecting my wife to be surprising me with a'I 'm back '' blowjob, but I got even a full-grown surpise, I opened my eyes just in time to watch the top dog of my dick popping out of Trissa 's mouth. She shifted, and mounted my errection. She slowly slid down on my shaft. 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 pussy felt amazing sliding on my cock - she was so wet. She rode my cock slowly. I was amazed, looking at her hard dead body, and tracing a blood line from her belly button up to her to her stiff a-cups. For the first time I noticed the shine of alloy pearcings. I understood the constant errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood dream of fucking Felicia. I new I should bar, 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 bounce up and down on my peter. I was already near cumming, and I wanred her. Unexpectedly, she hopped off my cock, spun around and sat on my face. I groaned in thwarting and elation.

Her pussy was intoxicating. screw she smelled salutary, and had the fresh tasting pussy I 'd had in ages, she was like Dr Madagascar pepper. fuck, I drank her in, sliding my tongue over her button and into her pussy best I could. I reached around grabing onto her house ass, pulling her harder into my facial expression. Her reaction was to labour even harder into my look, using my mentum to stimulate her clit, while I tongue fucked her. All the spell, she slowly stroked my shaft, keeping me hard, but not letting me cum.

Then she must suffer been nearing cumming herself, because suddenly everything changed. She began riding my face hard, almost smothering me. And my cock, I do n't eff 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 wiz on my pecker did n't end. Instead, I saw the image of my married woman, more than than 20 yeas ago riding my shaft. But it was Kay, my baby. The thought was there, but my pecker did n't weaken. She looked at me, saying aught, but continuing to ride me. Her oculus did n't cheat on being drunk. My daughter was sober, and fucking me intemperately.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her hips and pulled her blue harder. The taboo was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with abandon. I thrust my stopcock 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 cargo into my daughter 's puss. She must have felt my pecker swell, because suddenly she was cumming again. This time, she collapsed, exhausted, on top of me.

'' Oh, lie with, you 're leaking out of her, '' Trissa slurred in surprisal, and then dive down between our branch, and licked the cum off my balls and out of Kay 's dripping kitty-cat. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the taste of come, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my daughter in front man of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the gustatory sensation.

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 dissent feeling it for myself after Trissa told me it was your cock. tabu be damned, that didlo felt better than any tool 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 have 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 anovulant. ``

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

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

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

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 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 grownup terms, having shared an intense sexual experience, and looked at eachother differently. intellection of my daughter no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't lust 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 stove, dropped to her genu and pulled my short circuit down. She gobbled my cock up.

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

'' No, I just want that load you promiced me stopping point dark. 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 perfect pinnacle for me to slide into her slit. I dipped down to take a lap, and she was soaked.

'' No need, I want that stopcock and your cum ... no stimulation. shag, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's tie, and my girl 's Father-God ... ass me alread ... ''

Her words stopped as I thrust into her. She wanted it, so I gave it to her intemperately. I fucked her doggy, pushing her hard John L. H. Down on the rejoinder.

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

I loved watching her from above. My turncock sliding into her puss, between those sodding cheeks. I wanted to fuck her ass, but was in heaven being in her kitty-cat. I thrust hard into her, one deal pulling her hair, the other pulling her rosehip. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's fellow had ever experienced ... a hardcore session with adult-video 's most desired Lesbian. OK, not genus Felicia, but even ripe ...

'' I go out, and you 've converted my girl-firned to a stopcock 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 stop, '' I said awkwardly.

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

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

I was driving my dick in and out of her snatch. I could palpate it dripping around my prick.

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

I looked at my genus Felicia clon, and she grabbed me and kissed me operose, our spit dancing while I fucked her hot cunt hard.

Then, my stopcock 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 minute, 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 come clean and jerk 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 flooring.

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

Still having the clon-a-willy mold, I made a dildo for the two of them as a joke the morning of their 2nd aniversary. My married woman does n't cognise 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 miss told us of their engagement. I was a bit humiliated, until Kay and her mother went to the can 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 veridical thing again some day ? ``

She stroked my cock under the table. 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 tattle 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 family. ''