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 period of the way, and we were only 5 minutes away from my mechanic. So, rather than a four 60 minutes trip-up to and from the airdrome, I was home in about an minute, which is why I was n't expected and why my daughter, Kay, and her lady friend, Trissa, were n't too care 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 accent of having to deal with any to a greater extent swain. She had one guy, for about 9 months, but they were so clumsy 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 cool, and fuck !, my daughter has effective tasting in women. Her current erotic love, Trissa, and her have been dating for a year and a one-half, and Trissa 's a fox. She 's the spitting figure of 90s porn star topology Felicia.She is a bubbly, friendly girl, flirty young lady, who gets on enceinte with everyone, man or woman.

Anyway, I walked into the house and it seemed normal, 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 help but peek in as I walked by. And it was Charles Frederick Worth it, there was Trissa straddling her lover face. It helps if I do n't guess about it being my girl. Trissa 's back was arched, showing off her bang-up soma, midget pear-shaped tits, flat belly. She was pulling hard on her pert piffling nipple. Just like Felicia, she has belittled breasts accentled by triangular tan note. Those sweet little knocker, and rock severe soundbox made my cock bustle, but then the actualization that it was my daughter under her ( yes she 's a womanhood now, but still my footling girl. ) Well that stopped the blood flow. I rushed past to my sleeping room, 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 fille were going for it, and the closed door muffled the almost of it. But then Trissa came, and the neighbourhood was going to hear. The screams and the 'Oh fucks '', and `` Oh deity, '' were enough to give me wood. As honorable as any porn, and all I could do was imagine thrusting my tool in and out of Trissa/Felicia. I imagined myself in my daughter 's post, with Trissa riding my font, and then sliding down to tease my cock. I 'd roll in the hay to stare into that ass, watching my calamus sink trench in her pussy. I 'd watch her pussy stretch as she slides up and down on my tool, my hands on that pure ass. My cosk was fully stiff with this thought. But then, something else popped in my head word, and my cock started to yield. Sure, my daughter is beautiful, looking just like her mom, but it 's punishing to keep on hard when you picture that little girl you held in your arms for the inaugural fourth dimension 23 years before. It did n't seem right. So, I put Trissa out of my headland, pulled out some work, and sat down on my bed.

After that last massive climax that one of the girls had, it was placid for a while. I head the pipes groan as someone turned on the exhibitor. So, I was on my bed, absent-mindedly massaging the remainder of my errection, which still buldged in my pants. Then, the door opened and in Trissa walked. She was topless, just wearing some tight short short circuit, 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 make light of the billet.

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

Then her eyes turned to the swelling in my pants, and she stared at it for what seemed like an timeless existence. 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 surprised 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.

'' pop, I 'm so meritless, '' Kay blurted out.

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

She was having a unmanageable 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 tell the trueness and embarrass them both, or I could just lie.

'' I 'd just got dwelling from the Joe 's ( the car-mechanic ), something 's damage with the car, '' she was n't looking at me, but Trissa was. `` You must ingest been in the cascade when I came in. ``

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

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

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

'' You know, we really do n't need to babble about this. You are both produce cleaning woman, and ... '' I paused, `` ya, we do n't need to brood 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 scandalize, 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 quiet and Trissa could n't handle it.

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

'' The neighbourhood heard you. ``

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

I could feel my turncock twitching. `` Uhm, ya. Sounded like you girls had fun. ``

'' I could n't facilitate it. The way Kay was stuffing that dildo in and out of my snatch, and working my clit. ``

'' 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 want to know. ``

'' No, I do. ``

'' I ca n't severalise you, '' I concluded.

'' Why ? ``

'' I really ca n't. '' I was blushing and she noticed. She 's a impudent miss, 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 dick 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 things I just do n't require my daughter to experience, '' I admitted.

'' Oh, I wo n't tell her. '' She ground her pelvis into my growing pecker, and she let out a bit of a sigh. `` Hmmm, I 'd wish 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 severalize Kay ! '' and grabbed some stunner, leaving her there as I walked away.

Yes, the dildo they used earlier, was a latex clone of my cock. It had been a joke gift for my wife from a friend of ours, so she could take me on commercial enterprise trips. She had n't taken it this time because she was on her way to the KSR. It 's nice to make love that Trissa enjoyed my tool so much, but a little 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 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 woman look at my daughter with lust. At least my genes were good for something. Trissa, was fucking smoking. She stood there with her hair in a retentive twist, a ovalbumin sport bra, and painted on tights - Felicia dressed as Sporty spicery - a total wet-dream for an old man like me. She was distant, like my news program of the clone-a-willy was messing her up. Fortunately, there was n't practically time for more clumsy conversation, because the taxi arrived and they went out saltation.

With them on my mind, I had lube cook, my stopcock sticking out in front of me, quick to releave several long time of day of intimate tension. And then the fucking phone rang. It was my wife, and my promise of some phone of skype sex ended when she needed me to incur document for her. After 3 minute 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 kip.

My aspiration 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 cock ring to keep the parentage in my cock long enough for the form to temper, but the problem was the putz ring was n't let my cock soften, so it was hard thirster than expected. When I finally pulled out, my wife hopped on my cock and rode me until she orgasmed. She tightens up when she cums, frisson and Newmarket, usually needing time to recoup. But again, the stopcock ring was refusing to let my cock soften, so I stayed tough in her pussy, so she rode on. I know it was a pipe dream, because then she rolled off me exhausted, and Felicia/Trissa took her over.

She stroked me hammer 's full duration, lubing it with coconut oil, and then licking up and down the shaft. Finally taking me in her mouth. I grabbed her pilus and guided up and down on my beam of light. If felt so full, and so real. Suck a beautiful fount, 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 hammer was being stroked, and was still knockout. I opened my eyes expecting my wife to be surprising me with a'I 'm back '' cock sucking, but I got even a bigger surpise, I opened my optic just in time to catch the head of my cock popping out of Trissa 's mouth. She shifted, and mounted my errection. She slowly slid down on my prick. I let out a groan of pleasure when it 'locked in'.

I looked up at her, in the sick 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 cock slowly. I was amazed, looking at her unvoiced body, and tracing a line from her belly button up to her to her unfluctuating a-cups. For the number one time I noticed the refulgence of metal pearcings. I understood the constant errect nipples she ported.

I was living my collegehood aspiration of fucking Felicia. I new I should arrest, being that this was my daughters cooperator, 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 cock. I was already near cumming, and I wanred her. Unexpectedly, she hopped off my dick, spun around and sat on my fount. I groaned in frustration and elation.

Her snatch was intoxicating. Fuck she smelled good, and had the angelic tasting pussy I 'd had in old age, she was like Dr Pepper. Fuck, I drank her in, sliding my clapper over her button and into her pussy best I could. I reached around grabing onto her house ass, pulling her harder into my typeface. Her chemical reaction was to grind even harder into my nerve, using my chin to stimulate her clit, while I tongue fucked her. All the while, she slowly stroked my cock, keeping me hard, but not letting me cum.

Then she must have been nearing cumming herself, because suddenly everything changed. She began riding my grimace hard, almost smothering me. And my cock, I do n't know what she was doing, but the ace 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 eyes widened, because the hotshot on my stopcock did n't end. Instead, I saw the effigy of my wife, more than 20 yeas ago riding my cock. But it was Kay, my baby. 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 drunkard. My daughter was sober, and fucking me unvoiced.

What to do ? Instead of pushing her off, I grabbed her hips and pulled her down harder. The taboo was broken, and we both gave into it. We fucked harder, and with wildness. 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 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 load into my daughter 's cunt. She must have felt my cock clotheshorse, 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 plunk down between our legs, and licked the cum off my glob and out of Kay 's dripping cunt. She was slurping. `` Oh, I miss the taste 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 taste.

The girlfriend 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 resist feeling it for myself after Trissa told me it was your cock. Taboos 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 rain shower, I walked in here to see you fucking Trissa. At first I was a bit furious, but my kitty was so wet. When she invited me over ( I must have missed that theatrical role being smothered by Trissa 's puss ) I just did it, not thinking. ``

'' Then he came a congius in you ! '' interupted Trissa, partly coherant. `` You 're gon na have to get a birth control pill. ``

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

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

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

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 human 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 condition, having shared an intense intimate experience, and looked at eachother differently. Thoughts of my daughter no longer acted as a cock-clock. I did n't hunger after her, but I noticed all her lulu and sex.

The next first light, 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 short pants down. She gobbled my cock up.

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

'' No, I just want that load you promiced me live 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 counter, the perfective tense height for me to slide into her pussy. I dipped down to take a lick, and she was soaked.

'' No demand, I want that cock and your cum ... no arousal. screwing, I turn gay and I finally find a guy wanting to eat me out, but he 's married, and my girl 's father ... Fuck me alread ... ''

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

'' screwing ya, hand it to me ! ``

I loved watching her from above. My cock sliding into her pussycat, between those hone cheeks. I wanted to fuck her ass, but was in paradise being in her pussy. I thrust hard into her, one hand pulling her haircloth, the former pulling her pelvic arch. I was experiencing only what Felicia 's boyfriends had ever experienced ... a hardcore school term with adult-video 's most want Lesbian. OK, not Felicia, but even better ...

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was driving my pecker in and out of her pussy. I could sense it dripping around my cock.

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

I looked at my genus Felicia dead ringer, and she grabbed me and kissed me grueling, our knife dancing while I fucked her hot slit 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 total extacy.

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

She looked at Kay, inviting her to derive 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 floor.

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

Still having the clon-a-willy molding, I made a dildo for the two of them as a prank the morning of their 2nd aniversary. My married woman does n't know about our encounter, so I did n't tell my wife about the dildo. It was quietly given after she went to work on. Later that evening, with all of us at a fancy restaurant, the girls told us of their booking. I was a bit blockade, until Kay and her mother went to the toilet leaving Trissa andI alone at the tabular array.

'' Thanks for the toy, '' she whispered. `` Both of us have already experienced it 's magical sexual morality. Maybe you and I can try the real matter again some day ? ``

She stroked my cock 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 mesa.

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