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 minutes away from my grease monkey. So, rather than a four hour slip to and from the airport, I was home in about an 60 minutes, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her lady friend, Trissa, were n't too worried about being tranquillise.

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 get by with any more swain. She had one guy, for about 9 month, but they were so bunglesome 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 fuck !, my daughter has good taste in adult female. Her electric current love, Trissa, and her have been dating for a year and a half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the ptyalise image of 90s porn wizard Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly girl, flirty young woman, who gets on groovy with everyone, man or woman.

Anyway, I walked into the theatre and it seemed normal, so I walked upstairs to my bedroom. Than I heard it - lull moaning coming from my daughter 's open door. 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 buff face. It helps if I do n't conceive about it being my girl. Trissa 's back was arched, showing off her not bad image, tiny pear-shaped tits, vapid belly. She was pulling hard on her pert petty nipples. Just like genus Felicia, she has small breasts accentled by triangular tan lines. Those sweet little tit, and rock hard body made my rooster bustle, but then the realization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a adult female now, but still my lilliputian little girl. ) Well that stopped the lineage flow. I rushed past to my sleeping accommodation, 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 lady friend were going for it, and the conclude door muffled the near of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to take heed. The thigh-slapper and the 'Oh fucks '', and `` Oh god, '' were enough to break me Sir Henry Wood. As good as any porn, and all I could do was think thrusting my turncock in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my daughter 's billet, with Trissa riding my human face, and then sliding down to drive my cock. I 'd sleep together to stare into that ass, watching my shaft cesspit trench in her twat. I 'd watch her pussy stretch as she slides up and down on my cock, my helping hand on that perfect ass. My cosk was fully clay with this mentation. But then, something else popped in my head teacher, and my cock started to yield. Sure, my daughter is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's hard to keep concentrated when you picture that little girl you held in your arm for the first prison term 23 geezerhood before. It did n't look right. So, I put Trissa out of my head, pulled out some oeuvre, and sat down on my bed.

After that last monumental sexual climax that one of the girls had, it was quiet for a piece. I head the piping moan as individual 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 pissed short shorts, and carrying a dildo in her hand - one of our dildos. She crouched down down beside the bed, and rive a box from out from under it when she realized I was there. She froze, but did n't try to compensate up.

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

'' This is awkward, '' she said with a sweet 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 tan, I think she would have been blushing.

'' Yup, that was awkward, '' was all I could cerebrate. Then, I slid off the bed, looked in the box, and was even more surprise when I saw which dildo they habe been using. `` Oh, fuck, '' I chuckled, `` Really know awkward. ``

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

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

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

She was having a difficult time making eye link. `` Were n't you going to the airport ? How tenacious were you household for ? ``

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

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

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

'' 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 exculpation.

'' You know, we really do n't need to talk about this. You are both mature women, 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 party ? ``

'' I wo n't be here, '' announced Kay, `` but Trissa will be. Spaghetti OK ? ``

Trissa looked scandalise, but still smiling. `` perfect tense, '' 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 wield it.

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

'' The locality heard you. ``

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

I could sense my cock vellication. `` 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 cunt, and working my clitoris. ``

'' I do n't ask 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 have sex. ``

'' 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 saucy 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 things I just do n't want my daughter to bed, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't evidence her. '' She ground her pelvis into my growing cock, and she let out a bit of a suspiration. `` Hmmm, I 'd care to feel 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 tell Kay ! '' and grabbed some dish antenna, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used earlier, was a latex clone of my cock. It had been a laugh talent for my married woman from a admirer of ours, so she could take me on business slip. She had n't taken it this time because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's Nice to screw that Trissa enjoyed my cock so much, but a lilliputian disturbing that she may have used it on my Kay.

Later, I walked into the kitchen with the girls dressed to go out on the townsfolk. Kay looked just like her mom did when we got married. Actually, the miserly blue jean microskirt she was wearing once belonged to her mom. So many men, and char look at my daughter with luxuria. At to the lowest degree my gene were good for something. Trissa, was fucking smoking. She stood there with her hair in a long braid, a Theodore Harold White mutant bra, and painted on tights - genus Felicia dressed as Sporty Spice - a total wet-dream for an old man like me. She was removed, like my word of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't a lot fourth dimension for more awkward conversation, because the taxicab arrived and they went out dance.

With them on my mind, I had lube gear up, my shaft sticking out in straw man of me, ready to releave several long hours of sexual tenseness. And then the fucking phone rang. It was my wife, and my hope of some phone of skype sex ended when she needed me to discover text file for her. After 3 hours of sifting through Indian file and scanning/sending documents, I was worn out. My sexual thwarting, 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 meter that we made the dildo. We had to use a putz ring to maintain the ancestry in my cock long enough for the mannikin to harden, but the problem was the cock ring was n't let my cock soften, so it was hard longer than expected. When I finally pulled out, my married woman hopped on my tool and rode me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, shudders and diaphragm, usually needing prison term to convalesce. But again, the pecker ring was refusing to let my cock soften, so I stayed severe in her twat, 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 moon length, lubing it with cocoa palm oil, and then licking up and down the shaft. Finally taking me in her backtalk. I grabbed her hair and guided up and down on my shaft. If felt so ripe, and so real. soak up a beautiful face, and my cock sliding in and out of it. But then, even in a dream, my intellect 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 bigger surpise, I opened my oculus just in fourth dimension to watch over the principal of my hammer popping out of Trissa 's oral fissure. She shifted, and mounted my errection. She slowly slid down on my tool. I let out a groan of joy when it 'locked in'.

I looked up at her, in the blench moonlight. She noticed I was awake, and the drunkenly shushed me, and started rocking up and down. Her cunt felt amazing sliding on my cock - she was so wet. She rode my cock slowly. I was amazed, looking at her hard eubstance, and tracing a channel from her belly button up to her to her tauten a-cups. For the firstly time I noticed the radiancy 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 daughters collaborator, but there was no fillet this, not with how sexually frustrated I 'd been all day. I loved watching her spring 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 puss was intoxicating. Fuck she smelled thoroughly, and had the sweetest tasting pussy I 'd had in historic period, she was like Dr peppercorn. shtup, I drank her in, sliding my tongue over her clit and into her pussy just I could. I reached around grabing onto her firm ass, pulling her harder into my face. Her reaction was to crunch even harder into my face, using my chin to stimulate her clit, while I tongue fucked her. All the piece, she slowly stroked my cock, keeping me difficult, but not letting me cum.

Then she must have been nearing cumming herself, because suddenly everything changed. She began riding my brass hard, almost smothering me. And my shaft, I do n't experience 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 than 20 yeas ago riding my prick. But it was Kay, my child. The thought was there, but my shaft did n't weaken. She looked at me, saying nothing, but continuing to ride me. Her optic did n't cuckold being drunk. My daughter was sober, and fucking me voiceless.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her articulatio coxae and pulled her down in the mouth 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 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 monolithic load into my daughter 's cunt. She must have felt my dick swell, because suddenly she was cumming again. This time, she collapsed, exhausted, on top of me.

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

The female child cuddled up on either face of me, silently.

Then, Kay apologized.

'' Do n't be ... '' I started.

She cut me off, `` I could n't refuse feeling it for myself after Trissa told me it was your cock. Taboos be damned, that didlo felt better than any shaft I 'd had before. I 'm supposed to be gay, but I could n't get the thought out of my psyche. Then, after my shower, I walked in here to see you fucking Trissa. At firstly I was a bit angry, but my pussy was so wet. When she invited me over ( I must have missed that component 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 have been persona of the reason I did n't bear in mind. Knocking up kin is what 's bad, right ? ``

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

'' Uhm, I do n't opine I 'll ever hold 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, dad, '' 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 puerility pet name, too. We were now on grownup terms, having shared an vivid intimate experience, and looked at eachother differently. view of my daughter no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't crave after her, but I noticed all her sweetheart 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 putz 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 complete elevation for me to slide into her pussy. I dipped down to read a biff, and she was soaked.

'' No motive, I want that stopcock and your cum ... no foreplay. shtup, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's married, and my girlfriend 's founder ... Fuck me alread ... ''

Her words stopped as I thrust into her. She wanted it, so I gave it to her voiceless. I fucked her doggy, pushing her hard pile on the counter.

'' shtup ya, founder it to me ! ``

I loved watching her from above. My hammer sliding into her kitty, between those perfect cheeks. I wanted to sleep together her ass, but was in heaven being in her snatch. I thrust hard into her, one hand pulling her hairsbreadth, 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 gay woman. OK, not genus Felicia, but even better ...

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

'' Just once more than. I want a encumbrance of cum ... then I 'm all yours. ``

She spun around, hoped up on the counterpunch 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 dear have a go at it what she 's getting into. ``

This was some fucked up, but my cock was still totally firm. 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 twat. I could feel it dripping around my prick.

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

I looked at my Felicia ringer, and she grabbed me and kissed me hard, our natural language dancing while I fucked her hot snatch 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 second, savouring the here and now. Then I pulled out, and cum came sliding out and dripped onto the trading floor.

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 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 human relationship was changed, but expert, and not intimate.

Still having the clon-a-willy molding, I made a dildo for the two of them as a joke the morning of their 2nd aniversary. My married woman does n't bed about our showdown, 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 envision restaurant, the girls told us of their engagement. I was a bit embarrassed, until Kay and her mother went to the potty 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 real thing again some day ? ``

She stroked my tool under the board. 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 stopping point family. ''