1976 A Summer of Loving My Mother Pt. 34

Literotic asexstories – 1976 A Summer of Loving My Mother Pt. 34 by Motherlicker,Motherlicker Mum was first to speak, “well then children….rightly or wrongly, it looks like your morally bankrupt mother has taken a leading role in the ultimate taboo…..and she loved every second of it.”

“I did too, mum,” Caz said in reply. “Whatever repressed sexuality I had…..and I think I did have it……has all been released this afternoon.”

I laid silent listening as mum steered the conversation round to my sister’s dad/daughter diatribe. “Caz, was your talk of having sex with your father just you losing yourself in a hedonistic fantasy?”

Pausing for a moment, Caz eventually replied, “I don’t know what to think, mum. I thought it was adolescent fantasy……until I saw him sniffing my dirty panties……playing with his erection while he did it.”

Much as I wanted the conversation to continue, I reminded my mother and sister that we should all get washed and dressed before dad got home. The heavy aroma of debauched sex was sticking to us and it was time to shower.

Mum was first to leave my room. As Caz put her panties back on, she pushed open her still wet slit and beckoned me to her. “Give me a quick lick, Mikey, I need you to taste me.”

Hearing mum’s shower running, I dropped to my knees, slapped my sister’s buttocks and buried my face in her pubis.

My tongue greedily sought out Caz’s love button and brought it out to play. Clamping my mouth around it, I sucked vigorously, greedily, on the engorged bud.

Caz responded by gyrating her pelvis onto me, gasping almost imperceptibly as her orgasm built. “God, Mikey, don’t stop, I’m going to cum……I’m cumming, I’m cumming……so quickly, so soon…….I’m going……to cuuuuummmm!”

What a delight it was to be bringing my sister off, delivering her the best in sexual pleasure, tasting the wanton lust on her nubile sex organ.

She was quick to recover and soon had her panties back on and was heading for her own room, without saying a word.

With all three of us showered, dressed and downstairs, mum was busy preparing dinner. Dad was due home any minute, precluding any mention of what his wife and children had done together, just a couple of hours before.

Dad was greeted in the usual way and we sat down to dinner like a normal family, without any indication of the incestfest, the three of us had enjoyed earlier.

I couldn’t help but see my dad in a different light, after Caz’s revelation that she’d seen him sniffing her panties and wanking while he had them pressed to his face. Clearly, my own panty fetish was inherited from him. In my mind, part of me wanted to admonish him, though having done the same to both my mother and my sister, it would be too hypocritical to do so.

Throughout dinner, mum dropped subtle hints to dad about getting an early night. She was very tactile with him and I guessed this was her way of saying she wanted sex. She was obviously still horny, even after the multiple orgasms of that afternoon.

After dinner, Caz headed out to her friend Tammy’s house and I settled to watch TV in my room. Mum and dad headed for bed, closing the door behind them. I struggled to concentrate on the TV, my mind full of the thought of my mother’s used vagina full of my dad’s erect penis.

Whilst I’d no previous interest in watching my parents having sex, the new light in which I saw my dad was provoking a desire to go to the keyhole and watch.

Stealthily, I crept down the corridor, silently dropping to my knees and pushing my eye to the keyhole. Dad was sat naked in the bedroom chair while mum was standing facing him, wearing only her panties, the same panties she’d worn for her earlier lunch date.

I watched as mum pushed her panty clad pussy towards dad’s face, him holding her there with one hand on her buttocks. The other hand held his erect cock, rubbing the shaft gently.

Although I only had a rear view of my mother, I could see her gyrating her panties in his face. His hand was outside the back of her panties, teasing her gorgeous bottom.

Mum spoke seductively, “smell me, Brett……I’ve not washed all day…. sniff my dirty panties.”

Her words had me dumbfounded, had I heard correctly? Was this fantasy talk or was mum taunting dad over her lunchtime tryst? My mind was in overdrive as I listened for more clues.

Mum’s hands were tugging at his head as she pulled his face closer, “tell me, Brett……tell me how my panties smell.”

His face planted deeply against mum’s panties, dad came up for air, “I can smell sex……your knickers smell of sex……is it cum, can I smell cum?”

“Taste me, darling, lick the gusset, taste my panties.” Mum cooed proudly.

She hadn’t denied it, and she was encouraging more. I couldn’t believe my ears, I had no idea mum shared her infidelity with dad. A shiver ran through me as I wondered whether our own affair had reached his ears.

As the words left her mouth, mum’s hands reached to the front and, although her back was facing me, I caught a glimpse of her pulling at her panties.

“Lick them, baby……lick my panties……. taste them,” she urged.

Dad buried his face ever deeper, rubbing harder on his penis as he feasted on his wife’s soiled panties.

“Ooh, you naughty boy, you wicked boy……how do you like my taste……. how do you like the taste of your naughty wife?” She asked excitedly.

Dad didn’t answer immediately, the taste of mum’s dirty gusset seemed to have got the better of him.

“Tell me, Brett, how do you like it?,” she urged. “Tell me how they taste.”

“I love it,” dad uttered excitedly, “you taste like a naughty girl…….is it Alan I can taste…….is it his seed in your panties?”

I was flabbergasted by dad’s question! It seemed he knew and, seemingly, approved of mum’s infidelity with Alan. How much had she said, had she told him she was having sex with her son too? My mind was in turmoil as I listened for further clues.

Mum didn’t answer immediately, I wanted her to, I wanted to know with whom she’d had sex that lunchtime.

Pulling dad’s head back between her legs and holding her panties in place, she encouraged more oral attention. “Lick me through my panties Brett……imagine what’s on the other side of them……how it smells……how it tastes.”

“Tell me Cathy, tell me……have you been with him today……. did he make a mess in your knickers……is it him I can taste?” Dad questioned persistently, all the while rubbing his erection.

“Tell me your favourite fantasy Brett, talk me through it while you smell my gusset?” Mum teased.

“For god’s sake, Cathy…. you’re driving me to distraction with this teasing!” Dad spluttered, feigning frustration. “You know what it is, the same one as I’ve had since I caught you playing with yourself in Madeira.”

“Oooh, tell me baby……remind me of what you saw in Madeira,” mum replied encouragingly. “Let me watch you play with your penis while you tell me.”

Mum moved onto the edge of the bed, propped up on her elbows to face dad. Her knickers were tight around her mound as she watched him rub his erection as he spoke.

“I watched you in the bath, Cathy……your legs apart….. pushing your hairbrush handle into your pussy……gasping Alan’s name, gasping what you wanted.”

“And what did I want, baby…. tell me what you heard?”

“You wanted to fornicate…… to be unfaithful…… to be adulterous……to take his manhood inside you.”

“Did you like hearing it, Brett?” Mum quizzed. “Did the idea of Alan’s prick inside your wife turn you on, did it excite you baby?”

“Christ, yes, you know it did Cathy. You know how much I love you to call his name when you’re riding me.”

Dad was visibly excited by the salacious conversation and had slowed down the pace of rubbing his cock, presumably to delay cumming.

Mum was rubbing her mound through her panties as she continued her questioning.

“I know you love me to imagine you’re Alan when we make love but, would you really like it if he were to enter me?”

“Has he then, has he been inside you, Cathy?” dad asked sternly. “Did he fuck you today?”

“No, he didn’t but would you like him to have done?”

At this point, I was confused. I’d convinced myself dad knew of mum’s infidelity but now, it seemed they had a fantasy game based on dad catching mum fantasising about sex with Alan but not actually doing it!

Whatever was happening, I was loving it. I wanted to hear and see more as I stroked my solid cock on the other side of their bedroom door.

Dad paused before answering, “I’m not sure but I’m so turned on by the thought of it, I’m going to say yes.”

“Are you as turned on as you were when we played at that key swap party last year?’ Mum asked cheekily, putting the ball in dad’s court. “Do you remember how you couldn’t wait to get me home for sex…….and how rampant that sex was?”

“Oh yes, yes, yes yes, I remember it well,” dad exclaimed in a riskily loud tone. “I wanted him to make you cum, I so wanted your sex to be complete……but I soooo enjoyed finishing the job.”

“Oh my god yes, I remember wanting to cum so badly……unfinished business if ever there was one!” Mum grimaced.

“Is it business you want to finish, then?” Dad inquired?

“Would you like me to finish the job then……or for Ron to finish it anyway?”

As I listened intently, while watching their mutual masturbation, I wondered if now was the time that the mystery of Ron would be solved, in my mind at least.

“Oh my god, yes. I loved it last time……I loved walking in on you……just as he emptied his balls inside you…..

…….The sight of you bent over their bedroom chair, bra pulled over your titties, knickers down around your knees and with his monster dick pumping inside you, was truly hedonistic.” Dad regaled excitedly.

“So, would you like him to finish the job….to make me cum?” Mum persisted.

“If we could re-live it afterwards, just like we did before, then yes, I would like him to.” Dad replied, convincingly.

“Just me and Ron, or would you want sex with Lynn again?”

“I wouldn’t mind either way, just as long as you humiliated me afterwards while we fucked.”

My god, I thought, I’m definitely my father’s son. All my perversions and fetishes were inherited from my father.

“Was Lynn not exciting in bed, then? I don’t remember you complaining last time.”

“Don’t get me wrong, babe. I enjoyed fucking her……. just not as much as I enjoyed her husband fucking my wife, that’s all.”

By now mum’s arousal was palpable and as she pushed her hand into her panties, I only wished it were my fingers exploring her fabulous labia.

Dad was continuing to rub his rock hard penis as mum encouraged further.

“Imagine it again, baby, imagine it’s Ron’s fingers in my knickers now……. pleasuring your wife…….penetrating the juicy pink folds of her wanton vagina…….imagine it, Brett.”

“More, tell me more Cathy,” dad urged. “Tell me about his penis?”

“He’s huge, baby……his cock’s about 10 inches long……and fat……too girthy for me to close my hand around,” mum purred erotically.

“I know and I know you loved him pounding you with it…….and I loved immersing my penis in his sperm afterwards.”

With dad still sat in the chair, mum bent forward in front of him, pulling her knickers down to her knees and spreading her legs as far as they’d allow. With a finger each side of her slit, she pulled apart her juicy flaps to reveal the dark sex tunnel beyond.

“Look into my cavern, baby,” she commanded invitingly. “That’s where you saw Ron’s penis last year……Ron’s unsheathed ten inch monster…..that’s where you saw him ejaculate a sackful of sperm into my womb……this is the womb he stretched and the place where you put your penis afterwards…..your smaller penis.”

Mum continued, “do you remember how my cunt hole smelled after he’d used me, Brett?”

Dad’s voice was trembling with excitement, “God, yes, Cathy…. of course…..it was unforgettable.”

Backing up towards the chair, she invited him in, “smell it now, compare now with then……go on, Brett, smell your wife’s unwashed cunt.”

Dad grabbed her hips and pulled his face close, her arsehole and vagina now masked from view. He was obviously inhaling the aroma of her earlier sex, albeit I thought she’d showered. But, not only would she have the smell of Ron’s spunk in her, she’d also have mine!

“How do my piss flaps smell, darling……how does my cunt hole smell?”

“I’m sure you smell of sex, Cathy,” dad replied, a little shakily.

“Is that what you want your wife to smell of then, what would you think if I’d finished what I started last year?”

“For Christ’s sake, Cathy, this is too much! I think I’d love it though.”

“Smell his penis then, smell it on my cunt……taste it in my fuck hole.”

“Oh my God, this is so surreal…… did you have sex today, penetrative sex, tell me it was unprotected…….is this for real?”

“Yes, baby, it’s for real……we had bareback sex……he came all over my cervix, all over my uterus……it’s in my knickers too!”

Mum bent over to touch her toes and I could see dad feasting on her opening as though it were his last day on earth. What I wouldn’t have done to lay on the floor with her tits assaulting my face, I thought.

By this time, I’d got my cock in my hand and was desperately trying not to cum while I listened to my parents’ teasing and watched their foreplay.

“Mmmm, Cathy, I can taste him……his huge cock in your womb,” dad cried out. “Tell me where you did it, was it here……on our bed?”

“No baby, not here…. sorry to disappoint,” mum replied sheepishly. “We did it in his office, on his desk and on a chair.”

This was the story mum had previous regaled me of, albeit without disclosing with whom. Dad was loving it even more than me, he was loving the humiliation of a bigger penis satisfying his wife. It seemed that the tryst was a second episode, completing whatever satiation wasn’t achieved first time……and more by the sound of it!

Their talk became ever more salacious as mum piled on the humiliation, leaving no detail of her illicit fornication out. Dad fucked her in every position imaginable while she delighted him with the intimacy of her behaviour, making him cum twice.

As their session eventually slowed, I headed for bed, excited by what I’d heard, and wanked myself to sleep at the thought.

Next day was business as usual. Caz and I headed for school, dad was on a two day trip to Scotland and mum attended to the usual household stuff. No sex opportunities arose, and I satisfied myself by wanking into both mum’s and Caz’s dirty panties.

Next day, I came home late from school and dad was already back from his trip, an earlier flight had made a nice surprise. Mum was preparing dinner and told me dad was in the bath and while he was out of earshot, she wanted a word with me.

Taking me by the hand, she led me to the laundry room where dad’s suitcase was open on the counter. She’d been loading his dirty washing straight into the machine.

“What’s the matter, mum……why are we in here……a quickie perhaps?” I quipped.

“No, Mikey, not a quickie,” came her stern reply. “Look at these.”

Holding up a small plastic bag, she invited me to look inside. At first glance it just looked like dirty washing, but mum motioned me to empty it onto the counter.

Doing so, I could see five pairs of female panties. I looked at mum quizzically.

“Whose are they, where did they come from?”

“They’re your sister’s and I found them hidden in your dad’s case just now, the case he took away last week!” She exclaimed, adding, “look closer, sniff them.”

I turned the first pair inside out and could see they were dirty, the gusset stained with my sister’s cervical mucus. They seemed to have other staining too but over the back.

“Go on, Mikey, smell them, tell me what you can smell.”

Bringing the gusset to my nose, in a surreptitious act of self-gratification, I could smell the familiar aroma of my sister’s pussy. But moving to the back of the garment, I detected the smell of sperm.

“They smell a bit spunky, mum,” I declared confidently.

“Exactly my thoughts. Caz wasn’t joking about dad sniffing her panties and wanking into them!”

“Hmm, and a pair for each day of his trip……I like his style,” I replied, laughingly.

“Mikey, it’s not funny!” She scolded back, “Dad’s don’t sniff their daughter’s underwear let alone masturbate into it!”

“Christ mum, calm down……mothers have sex with their sons though, and that’s ok is it?”

“It’s not the point, Mikey. You and I are in a loving sexual relationship, dad and Caz are not!”

“And if they were, would it be ok then?” I answered, a tone of exasperation creeping in. “We are and I sniff your dirty knickers, and I wank into them……I’ve not heard you complain about that.”

“Ok, Ok, baby, maybe I’m just a bit shocked, that’s all,” mum replied a little more calmly.

“Don’t forget what we did a couple of days ago after Caz caught us together……..you encouraged her with the dad/daughter fantasy and willed her to cum while she verbalised her thoughts……which she did!”

“I know baby, but fantasy and reality are a long way apart in the world of incest.”

Glad that this was now more of a non-issue than I first thought, I was anxious to know what my mother would do next. “Are you going to say anything to him?”

“I don’t know, I’ll sleep on it.”

“Are you going to fuck tonight or has this put a dampener on things?” I asked cheekily.

“I bloody well hope so, darling……if nothing else, this has made your mother horny.”

Mum smiled, kissed me full on the lips and motioned me back towards the kitchen.

“Me too, mum, it’s made me horny too,” I replied, resisting the move out of the laundry room. “I want to make you cum fast and furious.

And, with that, I pushed her back against a cupboard, pressing my lips to hers, my tongue inside her mouth and my hand under her dress.

Mum didn’t put up any resistance and our tongues were soon dancing to the familiar tune. My fingers were quick to find her stocking tops making her gasp as I made contact with the bare flesh above.

“You shouldn’t be doing this, baby, dad’s only just upstairs,” mum giggled.

By now, my fingers were tracing the line of her slit through a delightfully silky pair of panties, pausing to rub the nub of her clitoris already standing to attention. “Would you like me to stop then, mum?”

Dragging my hand through her dress and pushing it harder against her panty clad pubis, she whispered, “don’t you dare, you naughty boy,” before moving back to resume our kiss.

After a little more teasing and feeling her panties dampening, my fingers found the garment’s edge, gently pulling it to the side. She gasped again as my index finger was swallowed up in her juicy labia.

“God, Mikey, that feels soooo good……finger me baby……finger me fast and rough…….I need a quick cum,” mum gasped as my digits set to work.

“And you need to cum too, baby boy,” she spluttered as she undid my zip, freeing my erect cock. “Leavethis beauty to mummy.”

Arousal at the risk of being caught inflagrante had got the better of us both. Our breathing notes were more gasps and our heartbeats raced as my index finger rubbed my mother’s magic button and her hand tugged furiously at my foreskin.

“Oh, baby, baby this is so naughty……I’m so close baby……I’m so close to cumming…..so, so………ughhhhh, ughhhhh, here it comes, ahhhhhhh,” she panted as I felt the familiar tensing of her body and the sharp intake of breath to maximise the orgasmic glory.

I kept quiet as she wanked me ever faster, exuding a silent but long groan as my seed shot into a pair of my sister’s panties mum had grabbed from the counter.

We both exhaled loudly as our orgasms subsided, mum wiping my cock clean and me replacing her sodden panties back over her mound. Mum momentarily dropped to her knees, putting her mouth around my flaccid cock to clean the last drops before slipping it back into my jeans.

“You are such a naughty boy, Mikey……. but I love it. Now let’s get back to what we should be doing.”

Licking mum’s sex nectar from my fingers, I headed off to the shower.

By the time I was dressed and downstairs for dinner, Caz was back home and we all sat together for dinner. Mum’s demeanour was quite normal and she’d obviously kept quiet about the panties. Although, I didn’t know whether she’d put them in the wash or back in dad’s case for him to dispose of.

Next day was the usual format – alarm call, shower, dress and breakfast before dad set off to work – not the usual office but a factory visit – and Caz and I headed for school. I had a free study period that afternoon and opted to surprise mum by coming home for it rather than working in the school library.

I walked in the house at just gone two o’clock and found mum relaxing with a cup of tea. The house was immaculate, and she obviously deserved the break. I greeted her with a kiss on the lips as usual when she was alone.

“This is a nice surprise, Mikey……you didn’t say you’d be home early.”

“I know, mum, I thought I’d surprise you,” I answered with a wink of the eye.

“I know what you’re up to, young man?” Came the reply, accompanied by a wink.

“What, mum?” I laughed, “I’m not up to anything!”

“Yes you are, baby, I can tell……. you’ve come home early to finish what we started yesterday, haven’t you.”

“No mum, I haven’t, honestly,” I stuttered. “We finished what we started yesterday……we made each other cum!”

Mum laughed at my weak defence, “when do we ever stop there……when do we not copulate, darling?”

“Well, not usually. Why, is that what you want to do now, then?” I ventured, ever hopeful.

“Of course it is, son……now take me to your bed……I need proper penetrative sex……I need it with my boy……and I need it now!”

She grabbed my hand without a second wasted, pulling me up to my room. Her short dress gave me a grandstand view of her knickers as she climbed the stairs in front of me.

“I hope you’re not looking up my dress, you wicked boy,” she teased.

“Of course not, mum……I’ve no idea that you’re wearing red knickers,” I japed back.

Turning to catch my eye, she smiled mischievously before entering my room and closing the door behind us.

Mum immediately put her arms around my neck, planting a deep sloppy kiss on my lips before excitedly commenting, “we have two hours to make glorious adulterous, incestuous love, darling.”

With my head against the headboard, I watched in anticipation as mum gyrated her bottom back towards me, towards my erect penis. Her fingers were pulling the cheeks apart, revealing both holes in a glorious array.

“How much do you love this view, Mikey?” She cooed. “How much, baby?”

“It’s the best, mum, it’s simply the best,” I remarked, enthusiastically hovering a finger right behind her sphincter. Holding it steady, as mum continued to back up, my digit was soon in contact with her little brown hole, making her squeal in delight as she felt it enter.

“Finger fuck mummy’s arsehole for a minute, baby,” she ordered, wriggling on it like a woman possessed.

“Look at my pussy baby, does it look naughty?”

Just inches from me was the sight of mum’s vagina. Her pubis was neatly trimmed leaving nothing to the imagination. The pink fleshy folds of her labia, gently parted to reveal the hole in which I was conceived, looked tantalising. Cervical mucus was dribbling from her vagina and collecting in globules both inside and outside the hole.

Looking at the glorious sight before me, I delighted at the prospect of having my penis inside my mother’s vagina in the very near future.

Mum pushed back a little further, causing me to bend my arm a little to keep my finger in her arsehole. Her cunt was now in contact with my throbbing purple glans – not her hole, just her labia – teasing it by dribbling her juice onto my oozing pre-cum.

“Tense your muscles, baby,” mum asked seductively. “Make your penis jerk against my cunt, tease it til I can’t take any more.”

Doing as I was asked, I tensed and released, tensed and released, causing my cock to bang against her labia like a rubber toy. Taking the base of it in hand, I rubbed it up and down her slit, pushing the folds wider apart until the tip nudged her clitoris.

“More, more, do that some more, darling,” mum squealed. “You’re so good with that lovely cock, tease me baby.”

Again, doing as I was asked, I continued to bump my nectar soaked glans against her clitty, sending her into a fit of loud squeals as she backed up further to ensure maximum contact.

After a few more minutes of teasing, mum was insatiable and in one move, impaled herself on my prong.

“Watch your penis, baby……watch it disappear into mummy’s warm hole, mummy’s wet vagina, mummy’s incestuous fuck hole,” she cried out. “I’m going to fornicate with my son, and I’m going to love it.”

Taking hold of mum’s hips to control the pace, I gently helped her to rock back and forth, my penis pistoning slowly in and out of her vagina while still fingering her arse hole.

Mum was purring like a kitten at the pleasure she was deriving from our illicit coupling. “Fucking you is soooo sensual, Mikey……it’s a hedonistic delight like no other.”

“It is for me too, mummy,” I concurred. “I never want to stop fucking your electric cunt.”

“Fuck your mother’s cunt hole, Mikey……fornicate with me baby……fill me with your seed, inseminate me, breed me, make fertil………”

And then, as if earth had crashed to hell, my door opened and in walked my father! His wife’s, my mother’s bottom was facing him, plugged by his son’s finger; his wife’s vagina was wrapped around his son’s unsheathed penis like a close fitting glove and, she was begging him to give her a baby. Could I ever imagine a worse scenario, I thought as my life flashed in front of my eyes.

“WHAT THE HELL, MIKEY? IS THAT YOUR MOTHER RIDING YOU THERE, COAXING YOU?” he yelled.

Mum quickly pulled her cunt from my penis and grabbed the duvet to cover herself.

“Yes, Brett, it is me,” she answered on my behalf. “Not much point denying it.”

Dad started to speak but was quickly cut off and led away by mum.

I heard their bedroom door shut and tiptoed down the hallway to listen. Dad was shouting at mum and calling her a whore, a strange scenario given this was the same man who masturbated while mum told him about her lunchtime sex tryst a few days before and role-played that lover while they had earth shattering sex at various times after that.

When dad had finished his rant, I heard mum shouting back about finding Caz’s used, spunk stained panties in his case. And while she was firing that gun, she also told him that Caz had witnessed him sniffing her dirty panties while holding his erect cock in his hand. I could hear some comparison whereby her incest couldn’t be justified but his behaviour wasn’t incest.

After a while, their vitriolic trade off subsided and the room seemed to fall silent. I wanted to take up my keyhole vantage point but didn’t want to risk the door suddenly opening with no escape route.

Lingering outside for a couple of minutes, I was startled to hear the door and froze to the spot. The sound though, was that of the bolt being slid across rather than the door opening. This was my cue to check the keyhole.

Dad was standing by the bed, naked, with mum knelt in front of him, gobbling his erect cock.

“Is this what you do Mikey, Cathy……do you suck him off like this……do you blow him til he cums over your tonsils?” Dad barked, pulling mum’s hair. She was naked apart from the red panties she’d been wearing earlier and had grabbed before leaving my room.

My cock was rock hard at the sight of her sucking his cock so enthusiastically. Whilst I felt a pang of jealousy, it was a most erotic sight and reminded me of the times I’d spied on her doing it with her lover, Alan.

Releasing his penis momentarily, she replied, “yes Brett, I do suck your son and he does cum in my mouth…..I love to swallow his young seed.”

Mum continued, “does it turn you on to think about me sucking our son’s beautiful penis?”

Pushing his penis back into mum’s mouth, his reply was instant, “perhaps it shouldn’t but, yes, it does……it excites me a lot.”

As I watched, dad started to thrust hard into mum’s mouth and it wasn’t long before he shot his benign seed into her mouth.

Breaking her oral seal around his shaft, mum made no secret of the fact that she was swallowing his load.

“Did you like that, Brett. Did you imagine your penis was Mikey’s?” Mum asked.

“Wow, you still suck like a pro, Cathy. And, yes and yes….to your questions.”

Mum laid on the bed and motioned dad to lay beside her. “Close your eyes, darling……I’ve got something for you.”

I couldn’t see whether he had closed his eyes as my view of his face was only in the mirror. However, I assumed he had as mum reached onto the floor and picked up a pair of Caz’s school regulation cotton panties. I wasn’t sure where she got them from but was intrigued as to what would come next.

I watched as she turned them inside out, dangling the obviously soiled gusset of dad’s face. She was playing him at his own game, I thought.

“Keep your eyes closed and tell me what you can smell,” she teased.

Dad breathed in deeply, the gusset only an inch or so from his nose. “Pussy, I can smell pussy,” he proclaimed. “Whose pussy is it?”

“Whose do you think it is, Brett? You’ve certainly smelled it before, you may even have tasted it.”

“It smells like Caz’s knickers, is that who they belong to? he murmured sheepishly”

“They’re your own daughter’s dirty panties. You’ve had more than your fair share over the last few days, you filthy boy.”

Mum continued her scolding, “you’ve been wanking to the smell of your own daughter’s innocent vagina……haven’t you Brett!”

While she spoke, she pushed her own panties into her sex crease, rubbing them vigorously against the wetness I had been experiencing not long before.

Slipping the garment off, she told dad to keep his eyes closed and breathe in again as she dangled her own panties in front of his nose.

“Smell these, Brett……what do they smell of?”

“They smell of sex,” he spluttered, opening his eyes. “They’re your knickers……and they smell of sex…..incest sex.”

“And there you have it, Brett,” mum asserted. “You’re laying on our bed, you’ve only just cum and your cock’s already hard again……hard at the smell of your daughter’s pussy and still hard at the smell of your wife’s fornication.”

“Ok, ok, I get it,” dad conceded. “It’s just a shock to see your wife having……and enjoying sex…..with your biological son, that’s all.”

“But it’s not such a shock that you can cum in your wife’s mouth thinking about it though?” came mum’s still assertive retort. She was certainly turning the tables, she was in control!

“And it’s perfectly normal to smell your daughter’s dirty knickers and wank Ito them, too?,” she continued.

“I’ve said I get it, Cathy. Neither of us is squeaky clean in this!”

“And do you think about sex with Caz……or are her panties enough?”

“That’s a step too far, Cathy,” dad said, deflecting the question.

“Well, let’s try something then,” she replied mischievously.

Mum got up and slid my sister’s soiled panties over her bottom and pussy, climbing back on the bed to straddle dad’s face. “Here’s the best of both worlds, the smell of your wife’s and daughter’s dirty cunts.”

Mum ground her panty clad vagina hard onto dad’s nose, up and down for maximum sensation. “Smell us, you filthy deviant……and wank yourself while you do it…….just imagine it’s Caz’s cunt in your face……smell it, Brett, smell her sex.”

I’d seen some arousing sights at this keyhole in the past and this was no exception. My mother playing the dominatrix was a new spectacle and I liked it. My cock was rock hard and I couldn’t help but pull it out and wank myself.

As I did so, revelling in the spectacle of my mother’s tit’s swinging wildly as she forced her mound against dad’s nose and mouth, I was alerted to a sound downstairs. Looking at my watch, it could only be Caz home from school and in an instant, I was on my feet and down the stairs to silence her.

Coming face to face in the hallway and seeing me put my finger to my lips, she whispered, “for fuck’s sake, Mikey, what the fuck are you doing running around with your cock out?”

“Shush, Caz,” I whispered back. “Dad came home early……he caught mum and me in bed and went apoplectic……he’s been wanking into your knickers……she’s on his face……mum retaliated……in your knickers!”

“Christ almighty, Mikey,” Caz replied, still in a hushed tone, “I can’t understand what you’re saying, calm down and tell me properly.”

“Ok, but keep quiet, dad obviously knows I’m here but not you,” I whispered back. “Come upstairs to the magic keyhole, you’ll love what’s going on in there.”

“Mikey, you need to tell me what’s happened first,” Caz whispered, impatiently.

“No time, Caz, come up and watch……I’ll tell you more later on.”

Together, we tiptoed upstairs and I stood aside to let my sister kneel at our parents’ keyhole. Caz watched intently for a minute or two before turning back to me, “Christ, Mikey, she’s on his face in a pair of my school knickers!”

“I know, Caz, I was trying to tell you!”

“And he’s wanking……and she’s telling him to taste me……are they role playing?”

“Sounds like it, yes.”

“Oooh, exciting,” Caz replied, pressing her eye back to the keyhole, balancing on her haunches.

I knelt behind her, lifted her skirt and rubbed a finger over her panty clad mound. “Are you wet?” I whispered in her ear.

“I will be if I keep watching this and you put your finger there,” she giggled, just loud enough for me to hear.

“Shall I stop then?” I giggled back.

Reaching her hand under her skirt, Caz pulled her panties aside allowing my finger to touch her slit, “what do you think?” She answered wryly.

That was enough of an invitation and I wasted no time pushing a finger into the tightness of my sister’s wet cunt. She gasped as it entered her hole and briefly turned to kiss me on the lips, “naughty boy,” she whispered with a wink of her eye.

I couldn’t see what was going on behind the door but I could faintly hear Caz’s name being spoken. Meanwhile Caz was rocking back and forth on her haunches, virtually riding my finger. The same finger that I was pulling out every so often to suck and then put back inside her.

Reaching behind, I felt my sister touch my hard penis, “wank yourself, Mikey……masturbate us both.”

“Ok, but tell me what they’re doing……what are they saying?”

“They’re role playing, Mikey,” she whispered. “The perverts are talking about me and dad……come and listen!”

Bringing my ear to the door and taking it in turns to look through the keyhole, I could now hear their muffled speech.

“Tell me whose hole you’re inside, daddy,” she gasped. “Tell me how tight my schoolgirl pussy is.”

“Daddy’s in his daughter’s pussy,” dad declared proudly, sounding like the cat that got the cream. “Daddy’s the only one allowed to put his penis in his daughter, isn’t he.”

This was all new to me and it seemed mum was endorsing the idea of dad and Caz having sex. After all, she had cum listening to Caz playing with herself while fantasising about dad being inside her. Yet, it appeared she hadn’t mentioned she was fucking me – much to my relief.

Their role play continued, much to our delight, touching each other as we listened and watched.

By now Caz had taken off her school panties, soaked in her excitement, and pushed them into my face. “I wore these for netball today, Mikey……and I peed in a cubicle with no toilet paper,” she winked seductively.

My sister’s knickers smelled better than ever, the gusset coated in fresh sex mucus and delightfully tainted with the dribble of stale urine and sweat.

Mum and dad were well into the role play and their talk was mesmerising, “can your little girl suck your special lollipop please daddy?”

“Yes darling, of course,” dad replied, laying on his back while mum crouched over his penis, gobbling it with gusto.

Caz was now overcome with lust and, pushing me onto my back, put her lips around my cock, sucking with equal gusto.

I was in ecstasy, my sister’s oral ministrations felt exquisite, so exquisite that I was unable to hold back and within a couple of minutes was emptying my balls over her tonsils. It was as much as I could do not to cry out my pleasure although I was sure our parents would hear my breathing note as I gasped for air.

Releasing my softening penis, Caz licked the last of my load from her lips, whispering, “you need to fuck me, Mikey, we need to fuck.”

“I know we do, but we can’t do it here,” I whispered back urgently. “Let’s go for a drive…. we can go to the woods and fuck in the car, ok?”

“Ok, but right now, I’m desperate for your cock up me!”

I zipped up my trousers and Caz put her panties back on before tiptoeing downstairs to the car, leaving mum and dad to their role-play, the role play that had got us so horny.

We drove out to a local and secluded woodland, three miles from home. As we did so, Caz sat in the passenger seat with her legs pulled up, fingering her vagina and saying how she wanted to role play too.

“You need to pretend you’re dad, Mikey……I want to imagine your cock is his……I want it sooo badly Mikey…. I need that sex.”

“Just role play, Caz……or do you really want sex with your own father?”

“Bloody hell, Mikey, why shouldn’t I……you fuck mum like it’s perfectly normal!”

“I’m not saying you shouldn’t, I’m just curious.”

“Well, from what I’ve seen tonight, he wants to fuck me……and he’s an attractive man with a lovely penis…..what’s not to like?” She giggled back.

Parking on a forestry road, well away from prying eyes and suitably dark, we climbed into the back of the car.

Whilst I was desperate to lick her unwashed pussy, she was in too much of a hurry for foreplay, eager to start the role play straight away.

“Oh, daddy, your little girl’s been naughty today……I’m sorry daddy.”

“Naughty Caz, in what way……what are you sorry for,” I replied, quickly getting into the game.

“I’ve had impure thoughts, daddy…….and they’ve made my school knickers messy.”

“What impure thoughts, tell daddy…..and show me your knickers, show me the mess,” I barked sternly.

“I’ve been thinking about you daddy, thinking about you making me suck your lollipop the other day…..and how nice it was to taste your porridge.”

While she was speaking, Caz sat against the door, pulling her feet onto the seat and her skirt to her waist. Pulling her knickers aside and turning the gusset inside out.

“Look daddy, I couldn’t help it…..my pussy’s dribbled into my school knickers……..it’s all wet down there daddy.”

I briefly turned on the car light and looked at my sister’s fabulous nubile cunt. Cervical mucus was bubbling on her labia and I knew I had to taste it.

“Your fanny is much too wet, Caz…..daddy’s going to have to sort out those dribbles.” And with that, I bent forward to tongue at the mucus, taking it into my mouth as my tongue forces apart her flaps.

“Ooooh, daddy…….should you be doing that……..it feels much too nice. You told me ladies’ fannies are only for making babies……not for fun.”

“And because you’ve had such impure thoughts, I’m the one who has to clean you up!,” I scorned, having licked her vagina almost dry.

I continued, “so what other impure thoughts have you been having, Caz?”

“Just curious ones, daddy……. wondering what it would be like to feel your penis in my fanny……some of the other girls at school have practiced making babies and said it was nice.”

“And is that what you want to do, practice making babies?”

“Yes, daddy……I think I’d like to practice with you.”

“Take off your school knickers then, Caz,” I demanded. “And open your legs wide.”

Caz did as she was told, opening her legs and showing me her glorious sight of her wanton cunt. I was quick to whip off my trousers and pants, bringing my throbbing erection to her entrance and wiping my pre-cum over her labia.

“Undo your shirt and show me your titties,” I ordered.

Again, caz complied, pulling her bra over her tits and squeezing her nipples out to full length. My sister looked so fuckable and was about to get just that.

Easing myself forward as she slid into a laying position, my penis entered her as if the most natural thing on earth.

“Ughhhhh, daddy, I’m sorry daddy……I don’t mean for this to feel so nice,” she cooed.

Caz’s words were arousing beyond belief and what was becoming apparent was her desire for sex, real sex with dad!

“Daddy’s penis is all yours, Caz……all yours to fantasise about, and……all yours to have inside you…..all yours to enjoy.”

“And I have been fantasising, Daddy……I know it’s wrong but……but your little girl’s been playing with her pussy……imagining the finger inside her is your penis.”

Caz was writhing under me, my cock slamming in and out of her, pushing her tits forward for attention.

“Suck my nipples, daddy, suck them while we’re screwing……. I want you daddy….I want you to enjoy your daughter just like she enjoys her daddy.”

I was trying desperately to pace myself and to deliver on Caz’s fantasy but was fighting a losing battle trying not to cum. She wanted to be fucked hard and fast, I had to slow my pace though.

“Christ, Caz, this is just too exciting……I’m going to cum if you keep talking like this!” I spluttered breathlessly.

“Me too Mikey, I can feel mine brewing……. let’s just fuck like animals and cum anyway.”

And fuck, we did. Vigorously thrusting towards each other, our pubic bones meeting hard with every stroke, me biting my sister’s nipples and making her squeal with delight. No need to keep the noise down, this was a no holds barred brother and sister sex session with a sprinkling of additional incest fantasy by proxy.

“Fuck me, daddy……do what Susie’s dad does to her private slot……the private slot between her legs,” Caz shrieked losing all inhibitions. “I can’t help it daddy……I love the feel of your willy in my private slot.”

Caz’s revelation was a surprise, albeit fantasy and reality were seriously blurred by now. I knew Susie was someone I knew but only as a friend of my sister. I knew nothing of her dad, other than he and her mum were separated and Susie’s social life was planned around her every other weekend visits to his house. Was he sleeping with her during those visits, I wondered. Was incest more common than I’d imagined?

Caz’s excitement was now reaching a crescendo as she cried out her orgasm, “oh daddy, sorry daddy, sorry……I’m cumming, you’ve rubbed against my clitty……aghhhhh, aghhhhh, I’m cumming……sorry daddy, I can’t stop it.”

Caz wriggled and writhed and I struggled to keep my cock inside her as her orgasm hit with the power of a tornado. This was the most vigorous orgasm I’d known her to have.

The excitement of our fornication, the fantasy and just the feel of her tight little hole squeezing my cock, tipped me over the edge. I was soon pumping my cum up her unprotected sex tunnel, gasping out in ecstasy as I did so.

Pumping the last of my seed into my sister, I collapsed on top of her, taking her nipples into my mouth and sucking on them alternately. We both took a while to regain our normal pulse and breathing rates, laying together from a few minutes while I suckled and she caressed my head.

Caz eventually spoke, “well then, Mikey……that’s the naughtiest I’ve ever been and that’s the best cum I’ve ever had,” Caz sighed contentedly. “Being fucked in mum’s car, by my brother role playing my dad……can anything be naughtier than that?”

“Actually being fucked by dad?” I mused, “that’d be naughtier, I reckon.”

“Or is that just a fantasy,” I continued. “And speaking of which, what was that stuff about Susie?”

“Oh fuck!” Caz exclaimed. “I didn’t mean to say anything, it was just heat of the moment.”

“Heat of the moment or not, it’s a pretty serious comment!” I remarked seriously. “So, is Susie sleeping with her dad?”

Caz paused for a moment, an awkward look on her face, before eventually replying, “look Mikey, I shouldn’t have told you……I promised her I’d keep it a secret……I should have kept it quiet.”

“So that’s a yes then, Susie’s having incest sex with her dad!?”

“Ok, yes, she is……but it has to be a secret.”

“That’s fine with me, Caz,” I reassured. “And what do you think about it?”

“I was shocked at the time, when she first told me……especially as I was with her that evening,” Caz confided sheepishly.

“What, were you involved?!” I exclaimed.

“No, Mikey, no I wasn’t for fuck’s sake!”

“What happened then, tell me what Susie told you?”

“Ok, but show me your cock first.”

I did just that, pulling my semi erect penis from her vagina.

“Ooh, look at you, my brother’s excited at the thought of me with my friend’s dad,” she teased. “I wasn’t involved but if you rub your cock, I’ll tell you what happened.”

‘”Ok, deal, but play with your cunt while you talk,” I demanded.

Caz continued, “well you know she stays with her dad every other weekend, this weekend was celebrating her 18th which had been the previous week.”

“Her dad was taking her out for a meal with me and two other girls. While we were getting ready, she showed me the outfit her dad had bought her……but also……some sexy lingerie.”

“Christ can, her dad bought her lingerie?” I spluttered.

By now my cock was fully erect, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Caz’s hand was in her knickers and working up and down her slit.

“Yes, he did. I thought it a bit weird but didn’t say any more as she wanted to wear it that night.”

“Anyway, we had dinner out, went back to the flat for nightcaps before me and the other two girls got taxis home.”

“Were you drunk?” I asked, building a picture in my mind.

“Not too drunk but, quite tipsy,” Caz admitted.

“So what happened after you left?”

Caz continued, “Susie and her dad had another nightcap before going to bed…. their own beds as normal.”

“So how did that lead to sex…. or didn’t it?” I interrupted impatiently, as I nursed my erection.

“Hang on Mikey, I’m getting to it………

……. Susie got undressed, put on her dressing gown and went into her dad’s room to thank him for the evening. But……to her shock, he was naked on his bed wanking into her school knickers….the ones she was wearing when she arrived at his.”

“Bloody hell, Caz, whatever did she say?”

“Forget the bit in the middle, Mikey, too long a story……but suffice to say, she innocently went into her dad’s room as a virgin schoolgirl and by the morning she was a woman…..and, that…..that makes me jealous!”

“Jealous, Caz, why……do you want sex with her dad?”

“No, Mikey, not her dad……I want sex with our dad!”

“So, not just a fantasy role play then……you mean real sex……penetrative sex?”

“Yes, real sex. Susie dresses up in her school uniform to fuck with her dad……she hasn’t slept in her own bed there for weeks, she loves it……I want to dress up like that too.”

“And what do you think Dad would say to that, Caz?”

“From what we witnessed earlier and what I saw him doing a few weeks ago with my school knickers, I reckon he’d love it,” she giggled excitedly.

“And what about mum, what do you think she would say?”

“Oh, come on Mikey, you heard her encouraging him earlier……let’s face it, dad caught you balls deep in her……not really something she can object to, surely?”

“You make it sound all too easy, Caz,” I replied flippantly. “And, does this mean you no longer want my cock?”

Caz laughed at my comment, as did I, pulling her hand out of her panties and pushing two sticky fingers into my mouth before replying, replying, “Look, Mikey, you know I love your cock and you’re going to push it inside me again before we go home……whether you like it or not……

……but you and mum have sex, you and me have sex……why not dad and me…….I love the look of his cock……it’s exciting that he sniffs and licks my panties and….that he fantasises about fucking me. Why do you have to make it complicated?”

“Ok, just asking you to be sure of what you’re doing before treading a line you can’t come back from.”

I sucked her fingers greedily before bending forward for a passionate kiss, and a whisper in my ear, “taste me, daddy……taste me under my school uniform.”

Now that she mentioned it, there was something alluring about my sister in her school uniform, however dishevelled she looked at this time. Her shirt was undone, her regulation bra was pushed up over her pert tits, her skirt was pushed up around her waist and her cotton knickers – only put back on to save coating the car seat in dribbling cum – were showing a wet line along the gusset.

I reached forward to slip a finger under my sister’s knicker elastic, tugging them aside to reveal her sodden pussy. “Would you like daddy to touch you there?” I whispered seductively.

“No daddy, you can’t touch me down there……mum told me it’s private and boys are forbidden,” Caz replied bashfully.

“But I’m your daddy, Caz……didn’t mum say I shouldn’t touch you there?”

“No daddy….no, she didn’t say you shouldn’t.”

“And what about you, Caz……does daddy’s little girl touch herself there?”

“Oh, daddy, that’s a naughty question……it’s private,” she replied, teasingly suppressing what she really wanted to say.

“Well, you can tell daddy, can’t you……it doesn’t have to be private between us.”

Caz brought her fingers to her pussy, encouraging me to pull her knickers further aside and massaging her pubis.

“Is that what you do when you’re on your own then, Caz?”

“Sometimes, daddy……I can’t help it……it feels nice.”

“And do you touch it further down……do you touch the pink creases?”

“That’s such a naughty question, daddy, you’re making me shy……I’m blushing daddy,” came her reply as she brought her hand down to cover her pussy.

“Don’t be shy, Caz……you can tell daddy what you do to yourself down there,” I answered reassuringly.

“Sometimes, daddy, my slit gets wet and I rub it sometimes.”

“Show daddy what you do, touch yourself like you do when you’re on your own.”

Caz opened her legs a wider, my finger still holding her panties aside, and brought a finger to her slit.

“It’s wet, daddy……it’s all wet……. it’s embarrassing, daddy.”

“Show me how wet it is, Caz……part the lips and show me how wet you are inside,” I urged.

As her index and middle fingers worked their way down to her slit, Caz lingered over her clitoris momentarily, letting out a gasp as she did so, “uhhh, ahhhh, sorry daddy.”

“No need to say sorry, you touched your button I expect.”

“What’s my button, daddy, show me?” Caz urged, grabbing her knicker waistband and pulling them down to her knees.

I moved my hand to probe the hood of her clitoris, lifting it gently to expose the raw sex bud beneath, “this is your button, your special sex button,” I advised gleefully, rubbing it gently.

“Ooooh, that’s nice, daddy……do it more…..please, do it more……do it harder,” she gasped, pushing a finger inside her vagina as I teased.

A moment later I tugged at her arm, pulling her finger from her vagina and bringing it to my mouth to suck the sex nectar from it.

“What does it taste like, daddy……it’s where I pee, doesn’t it taste dirty?”

“No darling, I love the taste……rub your finger over your pee hole and let me taste it.”

“I need to pee first, daddy……open the door, I’ll squat outside.”

I opened the door and watched as my sister squatted by the side of the car, the interior light illuminating the glorious sight of her panties pulled to her knees and the golden flow of steaming piss jetting out of her cunt.

Caz held her legs wide and with fingers either side of her slit, she treated me to a glorious view.

“Look at my piss flaps, daddy……feast your eyes on my urethra……watch me.”

With nothing to wipe the drops, she pulled her knickers back up and pressed them against her mound to soak up any residue.

Climbing back into the car, Caz pushed past me to lay along the seat. “Taste me properly, daddy. Smell my pissy school knickers.”

My face was immediately between her legs and inhaling the intoxicating smell of her panties, a mixture of her natural aroma, our earlier fornication, her current excitement and, above all, fresh urine.

Caz squirmed as I burrowed my nose against her panty clad slit, gasping with the expectation of what might follow.

Surrendering to her lust, she tugged her panties off and demanded, “lick it daddy……lick my dirty fanny…..taste my piss flaps…..push your incestuous tongue up my innocent hole, defile me, daddy.”

My tongue was inside her hole with all the immediacy the situation demanded. She wriggled and squirmed as I devoured her nubile vagina, squealing her pleasure as I ate her.

“Tongue fuck my fanny…..eat it you naughty man, eat your daughter’s forbidden fruit.”

My cock was fit to explode and, I too needed some of the same oral hedonism. Caz sensed my urgency, “turn around, daddy, 69 your little slut……let me suck you too……let’s cum daddy……father and daughter cum.”

Despite the limited room in the car, Caz pushed me flat and squatted tantalisingly over my face. Her cunt was a delight to behold and I was more than happy to pull the dribbling labia to my mouth and nestle my nose against her unwashed sphincter.

As I’d done many times previously, I probed the dilated hole of my sister’s vagina with my tongue as her mouth enveloped my penis, rock solid from our debauchery.

“Smell by dirty puss, daddy……. tell me it tastes dirty……like a naughty schoolgirl’s piss flaps,” Caz implored, before resuming her enthusiastic fellatio.

And smell it I did, my nose moving across her glistening flaps and resting against her sphincter, allowing my tongue to once again feast at the table of vaginal plenitude.

The taste of my lingering cum, the residual urine and the generally sweaty taste of my sister’s vagina were all too much for one man to take. I tongued hard at her welcoming womb, she in turn sucking my prong like an industrial vacuum cleaner.

“Oh Mikey, oh my god Mikey,” Caz spluttered from the side of her mouth, “your cock tastes of my cunt, it tastes of mum’s cunt……it tastes of pre-cum, it’s heavenly.”

I knew I’d cum soon and made no effort to resist. Moving my tongue, I sucked hard to my sister’s sex bean to hasten her orgasm. My wait was short and she was quickly squirming, gasping her pleasure as she climaxed.

I wasn’t far behind and held my breath to enhance the feeling as I felt my cock jerk involuntarily. It jerked again and my balls emptied their contents, sperm streaming against Caz’ tonsils. She lapped up my juice, gulping it down until the last drop had left me.

As my ejaculation subsided and with my penis still in her mouth, I could feel my sister pushing her cunt harder against my mouth. I struggled to breathe as her bush enveloped my airways with increasing vigour. Gasping, I concentrated my oral ministrations on her clitty as she squirmed with delight.

“Oh fuck, yes…. yes, yes, yes, Mikey,” she squealed in a deafening tone. “I’m cumming, Daddy……I’m cumming on your face……my hairy schoolgirl cunt’s in your face and I’m cumming.”

Caz was panting like a dog as her orgasm took hold of her senses, her sex mucus dribbling into my mouth as she let go in spectacular fashion. This was by far the best cum she’d had with me.

By now it was half past ten and we were both exhausted; too exhausted even to fuck. So, after putting back on our clothes, we drove the few miles home. The house was in silence as we quietly entered, noticing the lights that were on when we went out were still on now.

I tiptoed upstairs where all was quiet. Dim light was coming under our parents’ closed door and I knelt to look through the keyhole. Both were asleep on top of the bed. Mum was dressed up in one of Caz’s school uniform outfits – the skirt pulled up around her waist, knee length socks in place, knickers around one thigh and blouse open with the bra barely hiding her tits. Her pussy looked like a schoolgirl’s — tucked behind her hairless, closed slit. Dad was naked, asleep on his back, his cock now flaccid.

Caz joined me at the keyhole, delighted at what she saw, whispering, “fucking hell, Mikey, they’ve been role playing too……he definitely wants to fuck me……. just like I said he does!”

And with that, we left the scene, kissed and headed off for our own rooms. Caz briefly turned back to me, whispering, “I have a plan to get dad’s cock.”

To be continued…