I was supposed to be dropping my married woman off at the airport, but the car broke down shortly after we left. Luckily a hack had been passing by and took my wife the rest of the way, and we were only 5 proceedings away from my mechanic. So, rather than a four hr tripper to and from the airdrome, I was home in about an hour, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her girl, Trissa, were n't too worried about being quiet.

I 'll admit I was stressed out when my daughter came out of the closet when she was 19, but it relieved me of the stress of having to make out with any Thomas More boyfriends. She had one guy, for about 9 months, but they were so uneasy together, and when they ended, we were all releived. A few calendar month later, she came out. When she started bringing around lady friend, we were cool, and screwing !, my daughter has proficient taste in woman. Her current love, Trissa, and her have been dating for a year and a one-half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the skewer picture of 90s porn star Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly little girl, flirty fille, who gets on large with everyone, man or womanhood.

Anyway, I walked into the house and it seemed normal, so I walked upstairs to my sleeping accommodation. Than I heard it - quiet moaning coming from my girl 's open doorway. Do n't ask me why, but I could n't help but glance in as I walked by. And it was worth it, there was Trissa straddling her fan face. It helps if I do n't think about it being my daughter. Trissa 's back was arched, showing off her smashing figure, tiny pear-shaped breast, flatbed belly. She was pulling hard on her irreverent lilliputian nipple. Just like Felicia, she has minor breasts accentled by triangular tan lines. Those sweet-scented slight titmouse, and rock hard body made my peter fuss, but then the realization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a charwoman now, but still my little girl. ) Well that stopped the blood rate of flow. I rushed past to my bedroom, and quietly closed the door behind me. Really, I should cause buggered off, but I just wanted to shroud out and try and get Trissa out of my mind.

The girls were going for it, and the closed door muffled the most of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to hear. The howler and the 'Oh roll in the hay '', and `` Oh deity, '' were enough to give me woodwind instrument. As respectable as any pornography, and all I could do was envisage thrusting my hammer in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my daughter 's posture, with Trissa riding my face, and then sliding down to bait my cock. I 'd know to stare into that ass, watching my shaft sink trench in her pussy. I 'd check her pussy stretch as she slides up and down on my pecker, my hands on that hone ass. My cosk was fully stiff with this view. But then, something else popped in my head, and my cock started to soften. Sure, my girl is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's hard to keep intemperate when you picture that lilliputian girl you held in your implements of war for the initiatory time 23 years before. It did n't appear right. So, I put Trissa out of my head, pulled out some work, and sat down on my bed.

After that survive massive climax that one of the girls had, it was quietly for a patch. I head the pipes moan as individual 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 door opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some mingy 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 get light of the situation.

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

Then her centre 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 suntanned, I think she would feature been blushing.

'' Yup, that was awkward, '' was all I could cogitate. 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, screwing, '' I chuckled, `` Really screw 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 public figure for her.

She was having a difficult metre making eye liaison. `` Were n't you going to the aerodrome ? How tenacious were you home for ? ``

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

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

My daughter sighed in succor, but Trissa caught me with those somewhat brown eyes of hers, and she smiled a knowing smile.

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

'' Sorry, Dad ... '' She was looking for an self-justification.

'' You know, we really do n't postulate to mouth about this. You are both originate women, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't call for to populate 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 appalled, 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 quiet and Trissa could n't manage it.

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

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

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

I could feel my putz 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 snatch, and working my clitoris. ``

'' 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 need 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 wise 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 prick through my pant. `` 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 things I just do n't desire my daughter to know, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't tell her. '' She ground her pelvic girdle into my growing putz, and she let out a bit of a sigh. `` Hmmm, I 'd wish to experience this inside me. ``

'' I 'm plate, '' called Kay as she walked in the firm, 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 looker, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used earlier, was a latex clone of my peter. It had been a joke giving for my wife from a friend of ours, so she could acquire me on stage business head trip. She had n't taken it this meter because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's nice to get it on that Trissa enjoyed my cock so often, but a little disturbing that she may have used it on my Kay.

Later, I walked into the kitchen with the fille dressed to go out on the Ithiel Town. Kay looked just like her mom did when we got married. Actually, the taut dungaree microskirt she was wearing once belonged to her mom. So many men, and char look at my daughter with lecherousness. At least my gene were goodness for something. Trissa, was fucking smoke. She stood there with her haircloth in a long tress, a white sport bra, and painted on tights - Felicia dressed as Sporty Spice - a add wet-dream for an old man like me. She was aloof, like my word of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't much time for more awkward conversation, because the taxi arrived and they went out terpsichore.

With them on my thinker, I had lube ready, my cock sticking out in front line of me, gear up to releave respective long hr 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 find written document for her. After 3 hours of sifting through single file and scanning/sending text file, 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 fourth dimension that we made the dildo. We had to use a rooster anchor ring to hold on the blood in my turncock long enough for the figure to indurate, but the problem was the cock pack was n't let my cock soften, so it was hard longer than expected. When I finally pulled out, my wife hopped on my dick and cod me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, shudders and stops, usually needing metre to recoup. But again, the peter ring was refusing to let my turncock soften, so I stayed heavy in her pussy, so she rode on. I know it was a dream, because then she rolled off me tucker out, and Felicia/Trissa took her over.

She stroked me cock 's full-of-the-moon length, lubing it with coco palm 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 honorable, and so real. nurse a beautiful aspect, and my pecker sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a dream, my mind betrayed me, and I thought of my girl ... I woke up.

Then I realized that my pecker was being stroked, and was still heavy. I opened my eyes expecting my married woman to be surprising me with a'I 'm back '' cock sucking, but I got even a bigger surpise, I opened my eyes just in metre to observe 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 pleasance 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 hammer slowly. I was amazed, looking at her hard body, and tracing a line from her belly button up to her to her firm a-cups. For the first time I noticed the refulgency of metal pearcings. I understood the never-ending errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood aspiration of fucking Felicia. I new I should stop, being that this was my daughters partner, but there was no fillet this, not with how sexually frustrated I 'd been all day. I loved watching her bounce up and down on my pecker. I was already near cumming, and I wanred her. Unexpectedly, she hopped off my dick, spun around and sat on my face. I groaned in frustration and elation.

Her pussy was intoxicating. nooky she smelled good, and had the cherubic tasting pussy I 'd had in historic period, she was like Dr Pepper. Fuck, I drank her in, sliding my tongue over her clit and into her purulent best I could. I reached around grabing onto her firm ass, pulling her harder into my human face. Her chemical reaction was to grind even harder into my aspect, using my Kuki-Chin to stimulate her clit, while I tongue fucked her. All the piece, she slowly stroked my cock, keeping me hard, but not letting me cum.

Then she must have got been nearing cumming herself, because suddenly everything changed. She began riding my side hard, almost smothering me. And my stopcock, I do n't roll in the hay what she was doing, but the sentience was phenominal. I 'd never had a handjob like that. I was focusing on tonging her puss, and then she came. Hard and loud again.

It pushed me even closer to cumming myself. Then she rolled of me. My optic widened, because the sense on my dick did n't end. Instead, I saw the image of my wife, more than 20 yeas ago riding my dick. But it was Kay, my infant. The persuasion was there, but my prick did n't weaken. She looked at me, saying nothing, but continuing to hinge on me. Her centre did n't betray being drunk. My daughter was sober, and fucking me hard.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her rose hip and pulled her knock down harder. The tabu was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with unconstraint. 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 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 hard, and then I started cumming. I groaned, and unleashed a massive payload into my daughter 's pussy. She must ingest felt my cock gallant, because suddenly she was cumming again. This sentence, she collapsed, exhausted, on top of me.

'' Oh, fuck, you 're leaking out of her, '' Trissa slurred in surprisal, and then dove down between our ramification, and licked the cum off my orchis and out of Kay 's dripping pussy. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the gustatory perception of come, '' she anounced and she came up and snowballed my girl in front man of me. Kay was n't as thrilled with the preference.

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 reject feeling it for myself after Trissa told me it was your turncock. taboo 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 low gear I was a bit wild, but my pussy was so wet. When she invited me over ( I must hold missed that part being smothered by Trissa 's cunt ) 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 tablet. ``

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

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

'' Uhm, I do n't think 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, pop, '' 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 acute sexual experience, and looked at eachother differently. idea of my daughter no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't lust after her, but I noticed all her smasher and sex.

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 knee joint and pulled my shorts down. She gobbled my cock up.

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

'' No, I just want that payload you promiced me last nighttime. 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 replication, the perfect height for me to slide into her kitty. I dipped down to occupy a lick, and she was soaked.

'' No need, I want that cock and your cum ... no foreplay. Fuck, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's married, and my girlfriend 's father ... fucking me alread ... ''

Her Book stopped as I thrust into her. She wanted it, so I gave it to her concentrated. I fucked her bow-wow, pushing her hard Down on the counter.

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

I loved watching her from above. My dick sliding into her snatch, between those perfect cheeks. I wanted to fuck her ass, but was in Shangri-la being in her pussy. I thrust hard into her, one hand pulling her hair, the other pulling her rose hip. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's boyfriends had ever experienced ... a hardcore academic term with adult-video 's most sought after tribade. 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 than. 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 in effect know what she 's getting into. ``

This was some fucked up, but my prick was still totally substantial. 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 slit. I could feel it dripping around my turncock.

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

I looked at my Felicia clon, and she grabbed me and kissed me hard, our clapper dancing while I fucked her hot puss hard.

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

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

She looked at Kay, inviting her to come 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 digit in herown ussy and sooped out a fingerful of cum, and sucked it into her sass. `` Mmmmmm. '' And she waled away leaving me to pass over the trading floor.

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

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 wife does n't bonk about our coming upon, 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 eating place, the girl told us of their engagement. I was a bit embarrassed, until Kay and her female parent 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 moral excellence. Maybe you and I can try the material 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 utter about while we were gone ? '' my wife inquired when she came back to the tabular array.

'' Oh, the future, '' I replied. `` I think we will be a close household. ''