The calm of a Saturday afternoon was shattered by shouts from my daughter, Kim, who was tearing her boyfriend a new asshole. “I can’t believe that you didn’t show up for my birthday. My sixteenth birthday!” I heard my daughter yell into her phone. “I was planning a special day for us, and you couldn’t bother to show up! Well, I will find someone else to give it to, and you can go fuck yourself!” Kim slammed the house phone on its cradle.
There was something about the use of “special” that struck me wrong. Her boyfriend, Brian, was two years older and would be heading off to college soon. I imagined that Kim was going to give him her special gift, and the thought of my little girl giving it away to such a lowlife pissed me off to no end. Hopefully, this would be their final breakup.
That evening, my wife, Kate, and I were awakened by screams from my daughter’s room. It turned out that Brian had broken into the house and tried to take what wasn’t freely given. He fully expected that Kim would let him take her cherry before he left for college, so her dumping him didn’t matter.
When I entered her room, Brian was on the floor with his hands on his groin. I envisioned Kim racking him in the balls. Brian was curled up in the fetal position, writhing in agony. I wouldn’t be surprised if Kimmy’s powerful soccer legs hadn’t burst his jewels. Needless to say, his college dreams were dashed by an assault charge. Kim would let us charge him the attempted “R” word.
That was six months ago, and Kim hasn’t slept in her room since. When I suggested that I sleep in Kim’s room, she protested, saying that I needed to protect her, not to mention that she had to be touching one of us in order to sleep.
My wife and I had to buy a King-size bed to accommodate the three of us, and to my objections, Kim slept in the middle. Having the three of us in the bed made it difficult for Kate and me to be intimate, which exacerbated the morning wood situation. Kate and I had to go to bed early or sneak it in during the day while Kim was out of the house. To make matters worse, Kate started a new job an hour, and she’d have to wake at five in the morning to get to work by seven AM. Now, instead of my daughter snuggling up to her mother every morning, she was snuggling up to me.
I love my daughter and have never thought of her in a sexual way, ever. Lately, though, with her skimpy sleep attire, there have been thoughts. I have found myself waking with my arm wrapped around her and my morning wood pressed against her butt crack. I would cautiously extract myself from the bed and go take a leak before being noticed.
One morning, I woke with her arm draped across my belly. When I tried to move, Kim gave me a hug and accidentally bumped my morning wood. “Why is it hard in the morning, Daddy?” she giggled as she hugged me tighter.
“It just does, honey. It gets like that in the morning sometimes because I have to pee.”
“It looks like it hurts. Can I touch it?” Kim reached for the tent in the blanket.
“You really shouldn’t.”
Kim had the blanket down before I could even get the words out of my mouth, and there it was, jutting out the opening of my boxers. She wrapped her hand around my shaft and gave it a squeeze before giving it a couple of strokes.
“Careful, sweetie, you’ll get a surprise,” I cautioned.
She didn’t listen and continued to pump, and in a matter of moments, I squirted across my abdomen. Kim held up her sticky hand. “Eww,” she giggled.
“I warned you that something would happen.”
“Relax, Dad, I’m fucking with you. I know what it is. I also know that you and Mom haven’t had it in a while. You must have been busting at the seams. Sorry for making a mess,”
“When your mom does it, she usually catches it in her mouth.”
“Ewwww,” she said again teasingly. What does it taste like?” she asked as she dipped her finger in it and brought it to her lips.
“Would you grab a towel from the nightstand?”
“There’s no need for that,” Kim said as she leaned forward and slurped up the puddle of spooge from my belly and the tip of my dick.
“Don’t tell your mother about this, okay?” I asked as I went to take a shower.
I avoided eye contact with my daughter as much as possible without being obvious the rest of the day. I also decided to make a conscious effort to sleep on my stomach or my side, facing away from her as much as possible. That only lasted a few days.
The next time that Kim noticed my morning stiffy, she asked if she could touch it again. I told her no and rolled away from her. Ever the persistent one, she snugged in tight behind me and draped her arm over me. “Let me help, Daddy. Come on, Mom won’t find out unless you tell her,”
I told her that I was okay and didn’t need any help, but that didn’t stop her from trying. “Come on, Dad. I’ll even do it the way mom does and catch it in my mouth,” she said as she rolled me onto my back. Kim stroked my cock until a shimmery ball of precum formed on the tip of my cock, and licked it off. What happened next blew my mind. My little Kimmy took half the length of my shaft into her mouth, swirling her tongue along my vein.
I knew it was so wrong, but her warmth of mouth felt so good on my throbbing cock. A battle raged in my head. Should I stop her or let her suck it just a little longer. My internal struggle warred on, and my brain screamed, “Stop!” but my cock kept pleading for one more pass of her lips. One more suck and swirl of her tongue. “Huh. Um, sweetie, you need to sto…. I, Um. Ahh fuck, I’m cumming, Baby. I’m Cumming.”
I grabbed a handful of hair as I thrust my hip into her face. I squirted stream after stream of spunk into my daughter’s mouth. When I tried to push her away, Kim grabbed me by the balls and held on while she sucked even harder on my cock. I came again and made her gag on the excess.
Kim had to pull my cock out or risk choking on the volume of cum. She coughed and shot cum all over my stomach. Her eyes were watering, and a trickle of semen dribbled from her left nostril. Although she tried to swallow it down, she inevitably coughed more into me. Kim went to get a glass of water to wash it down with.
I followed her to make sure she was okay. Kim was sitting on the toilet, chugging down water to clear her throat. “I coughed so hard that I peed myself. That was a lot of cum, Dad,” she laughed.
“Yeah, you made me cum twice. Your mom has never done that to me.” I took the cup and filled it again with water. “Do you want me to get you a fresh pair of panties?”
“No. I’m going to take a shower,” Kim said as she pulled her pajama top over her head.
I was shocked that she got naked in front of me, and I turned my face away. Unfortunately, I was facing the mirror and could still see everything. My eyes met her gaze in the reflection. “I uh. I’m sorry. I’ll leave you alone,” I handed her the cup and started to leave.
“Daddy. I just sucked your dick til you came into my mouth; it’s okay if you see me naked. I’m not your little girl anymore. You can even join me if you want,” she said with a wink and a smile.
She was absolutely stunning. She had blonde shoulder-length hair like her mother’s, and I could imagine how golden her bush would be. Her angelic face had a perky nose and kissable Betty Boop lips. Perfectly formed double D tits with a flat tummy and thin waist. Kim’s long legs were capped with a nice butt and cleanly shaven pussy. A pair of pink lips poked subtly from her muff.
“I better not. I don’t think I could keep myself under control,” I closed the bathroom door as I left. I quickly got dressed and went to my home office.
Working from home has its pluses and minuses. On the upside, I had the freedom and flexibility to set my own hours and schedule. The downside meant that I would have to try to avoid Kim again until her mother got home. I decided to close my office door. Everyone knew not to bother me when the door was shut. Aside from the occasional bathroom break, I was able to stay sequestered the rest of the day.
I beat myself up over the next few days for not stopping Kim from sucking my cock, and the guilt of it almost had me confess to Kate. By that Friday, I wanted to sit everyone down and clear the air. I determined to tell Kate what had happened and would tell Kim that we’d had enough and she’d have to start sleeping in her own room again.
I came out of my office around seven when I was certain that Kate would be home. I went to the kitchen expecting to find dinner ready, but there was no one there. I peeked into the garage to see if Kate’s car was there, which it was. I then went upstairs to our room and heard talking from our bedroom. “See, you do know how to. Keep doing what you think you would like someone to do to you. Uh, yeah. Do that. Yeah, right there.” I heard Kate say as I got to the door.
To my dismay, both of them were on the bed naked with Kim face-planted between my wife’s legs, eating her pussy. Kate was propped up on her elbows with her head back, enjoying what Kim was doing to her. “Hi, honey,” when she noticed me. “Kimmy told me about sucking your morning wood, and wanted to try eating pussy. Why don’t you come back later, unless you’d rather stay and watch.” Kate pointed to the cuck chair in the corner.
Kim lifted her head long enough to say, “Hi Daddy,” as I pulled the chair next to the bed. I wanted to watch every second of my wife and daughter making love. Kimmy buried her face back into her mom’s muff and reached up to squeeze her mother’s tits. Kate dropped onto her back and grabbed Kim’s head as she humped her mouth. Kate gasped that she was cumming and ground her cunt onto Kim’s mouth.
Kim crawled over her mother and planted a full-mouthed tongue-swirling kiss on her mother’s lips as she slipped a couple of fingers into Kate’s twat. She thrust them rhythmically into her mother until Kate’s orgasm subsided. The sight of mother and daughter kissing so passionately will be forever burned into my memory. When their lips parted, both of them erupted into laughter, commenting how hot that was.
I knew that Kate had dabbled with women when she was in college, but I never expected the look of pure lust when Kim asked her mother if she was going to eat her pussy too. “Soon, sweetie. Soon,” Kate said while she slid out from under our daughter. She positioned herself between Kim’s legs so they could scissor. The two of them humped and ground their pussies together chaotically until their cries of ecstasy filled to room. Kim pulled out of her mother’s clutches and lie on he back, gasping for air as her body convulsed in climax.
Kate looked hungrily at our daughter’s pussy pressed against hers as she licked her lips. I wondered how long it had been since she’d tasted pussy. I could tell from the look on her face that she was about to feast on our daughter’s cunt. She climbed on top of Kim inverted so they could sixty-nine. The loud cries turned to muted moans as the two buried their faces into the other’s pussy.
My cock throbbed and need to be released from its confines. “Don’t go, Daddy,” Kim mumbled as she looked out from under her mother.
“I’m not going anywhere, sweetie,” I could see the smile in her eyes when I started to stroke my cock in front of her.
I sat back in the chair and choked my chicken while viewing this live-action peepshow in front of me. Everything in me wanted to push Kate off of Kim so I could get a taste of my daughter’s sweet young nectar, but I refrained and let them be. I would have to be content with beating my meat for satisfaction.
Kimmy suddenly squealed and her eyes went wide. It was then that I realized my wife had given her the Shocker. Two in the pink and one in the stink. I was certain that Kate was flicking Kimmy’s bean with her tongue as well. Kim tilted her head away from her mother’s humping cunt and screeched that she was cumming, before shoving a finger up her mother’s bum as well.
That was all I needed to cascade me over the precipice of orgasm. I quickly stood at the edge of the bed and shot ropes of cum over the two of them as they writhed in ecstasy. That was when Kate told me to take over for her as she shifted to make room for me. Kate took my cock into her mouth and sucked the life back into it as I drove my tongue into my daughter’s puffy pussy lips while Kimmy kept licking her mother’s hole.
I don’t know how long we were at this before Kimmy climbed on top of me and sixty-nined until I filled her gullet with spooge. The details are a bit vague, but I know I came two more times before we I drifted off to sleep. The first was when the ladies were French kissing with my cock between the two of them, and the second was fucking a load into my wife do Kim could eat it out of her mother.
I woke the next morning still naked from the night before with my usual morning wood. “Wait, Daddy,” Kim said as I tried to slip out of bed to pee. “I have something for that.”
“What’s that, honey?”
“My cherry,” she said with a smile.
“Okay, baby, but let’s wake mom too.”