I was supposed to be dropping my married woman off at the airport, but the car broke down shortly after we left. Luckily a taxicab had been passing by and took my wife the rest of the way, and we were only 5 instant away from my automobile mechanic. So, rather than a four hour trip to and from the airport, I was home in about an time of day, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her girlfriend, Trissa, were n't too apprehensive about being lull.

I 'll accept I was stressed out when my girl came out of the closet when she was 19, but it relieved me of the stress 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 months later, she came out. When she started bringing around lady friend, we were assuredness, and fuck !, my girl has unspoilt tasting in women. Her current love, Trissa, and her have been dating for a yr and a half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the patter figure of 90s porn star Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly little girl, flirty fille, who gets on majuscule with everyone, man or woman.

Anyway, I walked into the sign and it seemed normal, so I walked upstairs to my bedroom. Than I heard it - tranquillity moaning coming from my daughter 's open door. Do n't ask me why, but I could n't help but glint in as I walked by. And it was Charles Frederick Worth it, there was Trissa straddling her lovers face. It helps if I do n't think about it being my daughter. Trissa 's back was arched, showing off her bang up form, flyspeck pear-shaped pap, flat belly. She was pulling hard on her pert footling mamilla. Just like Felicia, she has small-scale boob accentled by triangular tan business. Those sweet slight teat, and sway hard body made my prick stir, but then the realization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a cleaning lady now, but still my little young woman. ) Well that stopped the blood stream. I rushed past to my sleeping accommodation, and quietly closed the room access behind me. Really, I should make buggered off, but I just wanted to hide out and try and get Trissa out of my mind.

The missy were going for it, and the conclude door muffled the most of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to learn. The riot and the 'Oh fucks '', and `` Oh deity, '' were enough to break me forest. As trade good as any porno, and all I could do was imagine thrusting my prick in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my girl 's position, with Trissa riding my expression, and then sliding down to razz my prick. I 'd get it on to stare into that ass, watching my shaft sinkhole oceanic abyss in her pussy. I 'd check her twat stint as she slides up and down on my tool, my hand on that stark ass. My cosk was fully smashed with this intellection. But then, something else popped in my nous, and my peter started to soften. Sure, my daughter is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's hard to keep hard when you picture that little little girl you held in your arms for the number 1 time 23 years before. It did n't seem right. So, I put Trissa out of my point, pulled out some oeuvre, and sat down on my bed.

After that last massive orgasm that one of the girls had, it was quiet for a while. I head the organ pipe groan as person turned on the shower. So, I was on my bed, absent-mindedly massaging the remnant of my errection, which still buldged in my knickers. Then, the door opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some plastered shortsighted shorts, and carrying a dildo in her deal - 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 treat up.

'' So, you found our toy box ? '' I replied trying to micturate luminousness of the billet.

'' This is ill-chosen, '' she said with a Sweet smile.

Then her middle turned to the bulge 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 remember. 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.

'' dad, I 'm so sorry, '' Kay blurted out.

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

She was having a difficult clip 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 evidence the truth and embarrass them both, or I could just lie.

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

My daughter sighed in relief, but Trissa caught me with those pretty chocolate-brown eyes of hers, and she smiled a knowing smile.

'' I 'd rather you did n't foray into our toy box in the hereafter, '' I added.

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

'' You know, we really do n't postulate to talk about this. You are both develop cleaning woman, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't postulate 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 traumatize, 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 hushed and Trissa could n't handle it.

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

'' The neighbourhood heard you. ``

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

I could feel 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 kitty, and working my clit. ``

'' I do n't involve the inside information, ''

'' 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 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 chic little 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 bloomers. `` 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 need my daughter to make love, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't secern her. '' She ground her renal pelvis into my growing cock, and she let out a bit of a sigh. `` Hmmm, I 'd like to experience this inside me. ``

'' I 'm household, '' 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 order Kay ! '' and grabbed some dish antenna, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used to begin with, was a latex clone of my cock. It had been a jape gift for my wife from a friend of ours, so she could consume me on concern trips. She had n't taken it this clip because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's nice to acknowledge 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 missy 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 adult female look at my daughter with lust. At least my gene were good for something. Trissa, was fucking smoking. She stood there with her hair in a prospicient braid, a white play 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 a lot metre for more ungainly conversation, because the taxi arrived and they went out dance.

With them on my mind, I had lube ready, my cock sticking out in front end of me, ready to releave various yearn hours of sexual tension. And then the fucking phone rang. It was my wife, and my Leslie Townes 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 sexual 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 time that we made the dildo. We had to use a peter ring to keep the blood in my cock long enough for the variant to harden, but the problem was the cock ring was n't let my prick soften, so it was hard longer than expected. When I finally pulled out, my wife hopped on my prick and rode me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, shudders and stops, usually needing sentence to find. But again, the cock ring was refusing to let my dick soften, so I stayed knockout in her slit, so she rode on. I know it was a dream, because then she rolled off me fagged, and Felicia/Trissa took her over.

She stroked me shaft 's full length, lubing it with coconut oil, and then licking up and down the shaft. Finally taking me in her mouth. I grabbed her hair and guided up and down on my shaft. If felt so good, and so really. suckle a beautiful brass, and my rooster sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a pipe dream, my mind betrayed me, and I thought of my daughter ... I woke up.

Then I realized that my tool was being stroked, and was still hard. I opened my eyes expecting my wife to be surprise me with a'I 'm back '' blowjob, but I got even a magnanimous surpise, I opened my eyes just in fourth dimension to observe the head of my cock popping out of Trissa 's back talk. 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 pussy felt amazing sliding on my cock - she was so wet. She rode my rooster slowly. I was amazed, looking at her voiceless body, and tracing a agate line from her belly button up to her to her loyal a-cups. For the first time I noticed the shine of metal pearcings. I understood the constant errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood dream of fucking Felicia. I new I should stop, 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 cock. 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 frustration and lightness.

Her slit was intoxicating. Fuck she smelled in effect, and had the honeyed tasting pussy I 'd had in ages, she was like Dr black pepper. Fuck, I drank her in, sliding my tongue over her clit and into her kitty-cat best I could. I reached around grabing onto her firm ass, pulling her harder into my fount. Her chemical reaction was to grind even harder into my aspect, using my chin to have her button, while I tongue fucked her. All the while, she slowly stroked my dick, keeping me laborious, but not letting me cum.

Then she must have been nearing cumming herself, because suddenly everything changed. She began riding my side hard, almost smothering me. And my cock, I do n't recognise what she was doing, but the esthesis 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 centre widened, because the sentiency on my cock did n't end. Instead, I saw the range of my wife, Sir Thomas More than 20 yeas ago riding my prick. But it was Kay, my sister. The sentiment was there, but my turncock did n't countermine. She looked at me, saying nothing, but continuing to ride me. Her eyes did n't fail being rummy. My daughter was sober, and fucking me hard.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her articulatio coxae and pulled her polish harder. The tabu was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with abandon. I thrust my cock up deep into her puss as she pounded down on me. Trissa moved behind Kay, reached around and pulled on her mamilla, 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 monumental cargo into my daughter 's pussycat. She must stimulate felt my prick swell, because suddenly she was cumming again. This time, she collapsed, exhausted, on top of me.

'' Oh, ass, you 're leaking out of her, '' Trissa slurred in surprise, and then dove down between our legs, and licked the cum off my balls and out of Kay 's dripping snatch. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the taste of cum, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my daughter in front line of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the taste.

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 balk feeling it for myself after Trissa told me it was your cock. tabu 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 sustain 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 make been component of the reason I did n't mind. Knocking up kinsperson is what 's bad, right ? ``

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

'' Uhm, I do n't conceive I 'll ever feature that much cum in me. You guys had me completely frustrated, and now I 'm completely drained. That was a incumbrance that needed a discharge. ``

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 modification in our relationship. Not just because we fucked, but she never called me 'Daddy'again, and I stopped using her puerility pet name, too. We were now on grownup terms, having shared an acute sexual experience, and looked at eachother differently. view of my daughter no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't lust after her, but I noticed all her mantrap 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 knees and pulled my shorts down. She gobbled my cock up.

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

'' No, I just want that load you promiced me hold up 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 shoot a clout, and she was soaked.

'' No motive, 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 married, 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 doggie, pushing her surd down on the counter.

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

I loved watching her from above. My hammer sliding into her cunt, 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 man pulling her haircloth, the other pulling her coxa. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's boyfriends had ever experienced ... a hardcore academic term with adult-video 's most desired lesbian. OK, not Felicia, but even beneficial ...

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

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

'' Sorry, maybe we shuld stop, '' I said awkwardly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

We held eachother, for a few second, savouring the moment. 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 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 pass over the floor.

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

Still having the clon-a-willy mold, I made a dildo for the two of them as a jape the morning of their 2nd aniversary. My wife does n't know about our confrontation, so I did n't tell my married woman about the dildo. It was quietly given after she went to exercise. Later that evening, with all of us at a project eating house, the missy told us of their betrothal. I was a bit embarrassed, 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 existent thing again some day ? ``

She stroked my peter under the mesa. I just smiled, and the waiter interupted before I could reply. 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 table.

'' Oh, the future, '' I replied. `` I think we will be a snug home. ''