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“Mommy, are you saying that you and Daddy had sex with my babysitter, together?”
My wife Zola had just walked into the room where I had finished fucking her nineteen year old daughter, Ellie. Ellie’s best friend, Tina, who was the same age, was naked beside us. It was really her fault that I was caught in this compromising position. I had found a drunken Tina naked in my den, and she had seduced me with the details of a story of Ellie and her fucking the plumber, who though younger than me, had been much older than the girls. Tina had insisted that Ellie had “Daddy issues”, since her own father was a stranger to her, and that Ellie fantasized about fucking me.
Ellie had eventually fucked me — or I had fucked her, no point being too delicate about who did whom – but only after I had told tales of sexploits while dating Zola, and then of sex with Alice, who had been Ellie’s barely legal babysitter. I had been too busy to notice just when my wife had entered, and how much she had seen or heard.
All eyes were on Zola, whose enormous boobs were heaving, her breathing giving way to panting. Even through her sheer blouse and lacy uplift bra (necessary to support those mounds at her age), I could discern, or maybe just imagine, rock hard nipples aching to be nibbled, twisted, tortured. Zola loved her sex rough.
The pause after Ellie spoke had to be only about ten seconds, but to the three of us who were naked, it seemed eternal.
“From the looks of you and Tina, I think you understand what sharing means,” Zola told her daughter, voice even, tone flat, giving no hint of how she really felt about this situation, or even whether she had fully processed her emotions.
“And of Daddy too…” Tina giggled.
“Oh, now you’re calling him Daddy too?” Zola replied. Finally, I thought I saw a twinkle in her eye, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be struggling to turn up into a grin, but otherwise, she showed no emotion as she took another step into the room. “If you want father fucking, why don’t you pick on your own mother’s husband?”
“Because Tina’s father is fat and has hair sprouting out his ears, Mommy,” Ellie explained. “He’s not sexy like Daddy here.”
Ellie punctuated her statement by gently running her hand across my shoulder and down my arm. My cock, wilted but still trapped inside my stepdaughter’s cunt, twitched in response. She in turn sighed as the motion apparently sent an aftershock through her body. Zola had entered just as Ellie and I had climaxed together. One of Tina’s fingers had been deep between my ass cheeks, where she had stimulated my orgasm by massaging my prostate.
“My own Dad is like ‘ewww…'” Tina confirmed, speaking over Ellie’s moan, but not quickly enough to distract Zola.
“I can tell that you like your stepfather’s fat cock inside of you,” Zola said, her voice steely, but suddenly, her lips spread into a grin and her tone softened. “The way that you react to that well stuffed feeling reminds me a lot of Alice. She was about the age that you are now when your Daddy fucked her.”
“Don’t you mean when Daddy and you fucked her?” Ellie replied. She always was an assertive child, growing up to believe that if you wanted something, you should grab for the gusto.
Zola’s face reddened, a rapid-fire series of movements reflecting her confused emotions.
“So Alice liked feeling his cock throb inside of her cunt, like Ellie does?” Tina filled the silence.
I grinned. Ellie’s chum had started all this fun because she loved a good smutty story. I surmised that she was out to start another round. Would my poor cock be able to handle it? If not, it would be a shame; because I was not about to stop the train as it left the station. It would all depend upon how my wife reacted. Would she play along, since she had sort of been the one to bring the subject up, or would she demand an end to my tryst with her daughter and that girl’s best friend?
At least I could be reasonably confident that Zola was not going to blow up at me, since she had not exploded upon entering the room. If Ellie’s information was accurate, Zola had her own extra martial secrets.
All eyes were on Zola.
After a few heartbeats, she leaned against the doorframe, her eyes hooding over as her mind cast back many years to our courtship, when Ellie had been an infant, and Alice had spiced up our lives.
“Alice was a cock hungry little mink, but she liked having her pussy licked even more,” Zola recalled, and then her grin lit up the room. “I loved eating Daddy’s cream out of her, burying my tongue deep as I could, exploring all of the crevices of her pussy. I used fingers to press her folds wider to make sure I didn’t miss any. I would develop this huge appetite, which could only be satisfied by swallowing ever single drop of his seed. I would bobble her clit between my teeth as I cleaned underneath.”
A pause. Another crimson blush. Zola’s hand wandered across her own belly, and she cupped her left boob as she spoke canlı bahis again. “After a while, though, I began enjoying the feel of that rubbery nubbin rubbing against the inside of my cheeks so much that I would spend just as much time teasing it with my teeth and tongue as I had cleaning Alice’s offering.”
“I bet that would really make her climax,” Tina moaned. Her hand had duplicated Zola’s movement, cupping her tit. Since Tina was naked, her fingertip automatically brushed a nipple, and she teased it with her nail.
“Then I would slurp up her nectar, enjoying at first the mixed flavours of Daddy and the babysitter – though, of course, at that stage, he was just my new boyfriend, not Daddy – and I would keep swallowing until I got a good fill of pure teenage excitement.”
Now Zola’s fingers moved, as if accepting a challenge to outdo Tina. With well practiced ease, she deftly undid two buttons. Her abundant cleavage surged higher to fill the gap, the fabric falling aside to reveal her black lace bra. We all held our breath as she slowly massaged the valley of flesh, and slowly eased her finger tips under the bra, her movements telling us that she too was tweaking her nub. As she moaned, her other arm moved, hand travelling slowly down her tummy, easing below the waistband of her slacks. For a few minutes, no one spoke as Tina and Zola joined Ellie in a chorus of moans.
My cock, in spite of the many adventures already that day, was once again rigid, still inside my stepdaughter. Her hips gently rolled as she enjoyed her mother’s story, exciting me further. As I glanced from Zola to her daughter, I noticed that Ellie’s nipples were sticking straight out from her areolae. My instinct was to reach over and pull the point further from the breast, squeezing with increasing pressure until Ellie bit down on her lip, her eyes closed, and her cunt walls spasmed around the base of my shaft as her body quivered through a tiny orgasm.
“Did she eat you too?” Tina asked almost casually, as if her best friend was not just inches from her, naked, having an orgasm while fucking a much older man who, by the way, was married to the mother of the girl impaled on his cock.
“Not at first. She didn’t have a lot of experience with women, so was a little shy,” Zola replied. Her lower lip was hanging slack, and the tip of her tongue slid along that fleshy ledge, a sure telltale that she was excited by watching Ellie’s orgasm.
I felt Tina press her body close to mine, her nipples hard against my skin. Her tongue bathed the little depression where my brain met my spine. If nobody has ever done that to you, let me tell you — the current races up, flooding your head, and down at the same time, racing out through your tip, making your balls pull tight and your entire prick throb.
“Maybe you should have been the one to drive her home then…” Tina looked up again at Zola, who was quietly unbuttoning the rest of her shirt. Her other hand was more than wrist deep inside her pants, and the frantic pace of movement suggested that she had a finger knuckle deep in her own pussy.
“Kind of hard to do when we were only dating then,” I muttered, as I rolled my bearded cheek along the valley between Ellie’s mounds, preparing to nibble the other nipple a while. “That would have meant I would have been left watching Ellie, and then still having to drive home afterwards.”
My stepdaughter moaned, and fell backwards, ending up lying on the floor. She was looking right up at her mother, who was now off in an interior universe, her brain occupied with guiding her fingers as they caressed her own body, steering her towards climax. Zola’s shirt was hanging open, both tits fully exposed. One hand frantically clawed at those mounds, kneading the flesh, stroking and pulling on her own nipples. The other strained to reach deeper, with the presence of her pants still a constraint.
“I knew right away that he would not be able to resist her though – I could see how his eyes roamed over the nubile barely legal girls we passed while on our dates,” Zola whispered, as if talking to herself. “It was strange for a new boyfriend to be that blatantly looking at others. I was used to guys being in a trance, drooling over MY cleavage.”
Zola chuckled. “I figured if that got him excited so I got well fucked, I could live with it. Guess what — I was right. Now, it seems to be working again.”
She grinned, stopped talking, waiting for whatever came next.
“How did you seduce her, Mommie?” Ellie asked.
Before Zola replied, my threesome rearranged itself. Without words to communicate, we instinctively all moved in unison. Tina eased backwards, I pulled my cock out of Ellie’s pussy, and Ellie flipped over, her legs twisting until they came to rest on either side of me, her elbows on the carpet, her chin balanced in her hands. This left Zola with a perfect view of her daughter’s dangling boobs, so like her own, but with the ripe firmness of youth.
Tina placed a hand on my back, bahis siteleri guiding me forward just slightly, my semi erect cock nestling in the cleavage of my stepdaughter’s ass, my spunky helmet grazing the depression at the base of her spine. Tina’s fingers danced along my spine, while her other hand caressed my lower belly and she licked my ear. I saw Zola’s tongue dart across her lips again as that happened.
“We had been dating a while then,” Zola began. At the same time, she slipped her hand out of her cunt long enough to undo her pants and allow them to puddle around her ankles.
As she stepped out of them, pushing off the wall to remove her loose hanging shirt, she continued.
“We had made out in the car after a movie. Well, actually,” she still was able to blush slightly, standing above her husband, daughter and another naked teen, wearing only her lingerie. “We started making out IN the movie theatre — we found seats way high in the back. It turned out to be some dumb action adventure.”
“Our action was much more of an adventure,” I suddenly heard myself blurt out.
Zola rewarded me with a girlish giggle. That line had originally been hers — directed at the dirty old perv a few seats away when we realized that he was watching more of us than the movie. He got so enthused watching us that he took his erect cock out and stroked it while Zola’s mouth bobbed up and down on my shaft. She had swallowed my load and turned in his direction, smiling as she wiped the back of her hand across her shiny lips. He was so embarrassed that his hardness had wilted and he had tucked his wrinkled member back into his pants. The timing was good, because just then, his prim looking wife glanced sideways, noticed that Zola’s T shirt was tucked above one tit, and grabbed hubby, huffing off no doubt to complain to management. We took that as our cue to rush out of the movie, giggling like teenagers, headed out to the car to carry on further.
“I was so horny that I came on Daddy’s fingers rather quickly, and since I had made him come with my mouth in the movie, he would have lasted forever fucking,” Zola told the girls. “We didn’t want to be too late getting back to you, Ellie — Alice still lived with her parents, so as Daddy and I agreed when we discussed it later, it was a neat trick to get her home after they went upstairs – so if her clothes weren’t straight, she could sneak in — but early enough that they weren’t worried if they heard her.”
“Because eighteen year old girls don’t want to shock their parents by being caught fucking…” Ellie giggled, waving an arm in the air to emphasize the irony of her remark.
“Yeah, bad things might happen, almost as bad if they catch their stepfather looking at porn…” Tina teased. She reached around. One hand caressed up my shaft exactly once, lingering with the head gently in her palm. Her other fingers massaged Ellie’s breast, thumb rolling a nipple.
“Sort of like a babysitter being discovered playing with a mother’s vibrator…” I suggested.
“Really?” Ellie exclaimed, looking from me to her mother.
“Like I said, we got home early. Being single while you were a baby, of course I had a toy, and even back then, some good porn was available on VHS. Alice insisted that I had left one of my videos in the player, and that I should have been glad she discovered what it was before she let you see it. She thought I should reward her, not punish her.” Zola chuckled. “Of course, I did both.”
“Well, I’m sure you didn’t just leave your vibe stuffed between the couch cushions — she must have been snooping,” Tina suggested. “That might have deserved a spanking.”
Both young women blushed as my cock throbbed in Tina’s fist, and Zola again licked her lips, fingers tickling her own clit.
“That’s exactly what I told Alice,” Zola admitted after a pause. “The poor girl turned red in the face, and Daddy said he wanted to see her butt just as crimson.”
“She just kept looking from Zola to me, and then back again, just like Ellie used to when she was a little girl caught sneaking an extra cookie.”
“But you never spanked me, you just sent me to my room.”
“That’s because you have great parents,” Tina replied. “They understood that spanking is for fun, not for children.”
“Exactly,” Zola agreed. “I would never have spanked Alice if she had protested. No means no…unless consenting adults agree to another safe word.”
Her lips spread into a broad grin. She was sliding down the wall as one hand now held her labia open and her fingers worked thrusting inside her wetness, while still thumbing her clit. Her breathing was ragged. Her scent mingled with the lingering flavours of my earlier fucking with Tina and Ellie. Both girls were locked into staring at Zola’s sensual display, their arousal confirming that each was a committed voyeur. My cock bobbed along in appreciation, though it felt a little lonely, grateful for Tina’s hold, but otherwise ignored.
“So you did spank her?” Tina bahis şirketleri asked. I noticed her breathing was a little ragged. “I mean, after all, she only sucked and fucked your boyfriend. I fucked your husband. I even had him up my ass. What I did was much worse…”
Ellie’s eyes popped wide with shock. Clearly, she had never thought of her best friend enjoying punishment. Zola just grinned.
“That’s right,” my wife agreed. “It’s so long since I spanked anyone, I guess I forgot the importance of discipline. Stand up.”
Tina’s hand released my hardness as she lifted herself off the floor with balletic grace. Her tits were so small and firm that they barely jiggled as she rose. Three sets of eyes all focussed on her. She seemed nervous for the first time today, shyly draping an arm across her chest, her other hand dangling in front of her swollen gash.
“Alice started out wearing clothing, of course, even if it was a mess from her self loving. I had such fun deciding how to deal with that.” As Zola spoke, she stepped around Ellie and me, taking Tina by the hand, guiding her the few steps to my chair.
“She started crying, silently, just a couple of tears rolling out of the corners of her eyes.” Zola continued. “Making whimpering sounds, like a pet caught chewing your favourite slipper.”
For a moment I closed my eyes, recalling that scene clearly, after all these years. When I reopened them, Zola was in my chair, and was tugging Tina onto her lap. Without clothes to get in the way, she could move more quickly with Tina, who was in any event, a more eager victim.
Still, there was a girlishness which I had not seen as Tina had seduced me, and traded tales of debauchery, and then joined in with my stepdaughter, her friend. She pulled her knees primly together, shoulders forward, hands palm down on her thighs, sitting sideways, like she was about to ask Santa for an especially good Christmas gift. In that position, she did not make eye contact with Zola, and was looking away from both Ellie and me.
I crawled around to a spot with a better view. I saw that her tongue was resting between her slack lips, her eyes staring ahead, but a revealing glint shone through. Her shallow excited breathing made her erect nipples bobble.
Zola reached an arm across Tina’s back, stroking that flesh softly, hand coming to rest on the girl’s shoulder, which she kneaded reassuringly. Tina’s feet began stirring the air, slowly, just like a kid on a swing waiting for a boost.
“Did you get hard watching Mommie undress Alice?” Ellie asked in a baby girl voice, barely audible even though she was just inches from my ear. As she spoke, she shifted around to watch with me, her hand snaking into my lap, circling around my shaft, baby finger grazing my scrotum.
“She was very gentle — rubbing her back, kissing away the tear in each corner of her eyes — just like she’s doing right now for Tina.”
“Did Alice say anything?”
“Not right away. She just looked sheepish while Zola undid her buttons slowly – though only a few of them were done up to start with, and most of those were in the wrong holes.”
“What about her bra?”
“It was still on, but was pulled and pushed so that as soon as the shirt was open, we could see her nipples. The right one was peeking out below the cup, the teeny tit flesh smushed against her ribs. The left boob was mostly out the top of the bra. That one looked as excited and bold as Tina’s does now, totally confirming that the nervousness was just part of the thrill for them.”
“I bet that you got just as hard then as you are now.” Ellie’s hand pumped my length, once up, then down.
“Even harder. Don’t forget that I was a lot younger then. Even fooling around with your Mom at the movies and in the car, I had lots in reserve for Alice.”
“Well, you pleased Tina, then me, and are still going strong today. I’d say you’re still pretty capable, for an old guy,”
Ellie giggled to make sure I knew that she was just teasing. It dawned on me that this might not be just a one time thing, that my sexy stepdaughter might have desires for my cock, and my tongue, on a regular basis.
From the looks of Zola’s attention to Tina, I doubted that she would object, as long as Ellie’s friend joined in. My brain was split between enjoying the activities, and thinking about sharing my bed with mother and daughter — maybe not every man’s fantasy, but certainly one that I enjoyed.
Zola was not gentle with Tina long, as, just like she had done years ago with Alice, she focussed on the punishment game.
“She tweaked, twisted, and then pulled Alice’s nipples just like she’s doing to Tina,” I said quietly, my lips almost brushing Ellie’s ear. I could feel the heat of her dangling breast next to my ribs, her erect nipple almost touching me as she leaned closer.
“Go ahead and suck Daddy’s cock while I spank this little witch,” Zola told Ellie, as she looked across, eyes drawn to her daughter’s fist slowly massaging my cock. “I’d love to see him come in your mouth, and then have you show it to me.”
“But then I’d miss seeing Tina get what she deserves for fucking Daddy before I got a turn. She even got assfucked first.”