“Which reminds me, you were pretty easy to get into,” Alan said to Andrea, “I was afraid I was hurting you.”
“Nah, had to practice with the new strap on before you got here, so plenty of lube.” Mel laughed at Alan’s expression putting the washer into the bowl, wiping dry his junk.
“Oh, you’re doing it again, aren’t you, winding me up!” Mel and Andrea both burst into laughter.
“Come on, bedroom, I want that dick in me,” Mel said, “And licking your pussy.” She leaned over and kissed Andrea, running her hand over Andrea’s mons.
“Slut,” Andrea said, “I love it!”
Andrea almost dived onto the bed rolling onto her back, her head on the edge of the bed, beckoning Mel to climb over her. “Give me a moment to get all nice and wet,” Mel said to Alan, “Then fuck me as hard as you like.”
“Just remember, to cum in my mouth Dad.” said Andrea as she started tonguing Mel’s pussy. Their combined moans and slurps were such a turn on for Alan. His cock jumped to attention. Mel straddled Andrea’s face, her thighs forming an a-frame over Andrea’s fallen back dark hair. Alan watched Andrea’s tongue lapping over the soft folds of skin of Mel’s vagina, now glistening and protruding with excitement. Andrea waved him closer as she licked her lover’s clit. Alan stepped closer, then felt Andrea’s hand take his tool and aim it for Mel’s love canal. Alan pushed forward, feeling the lips of Mel’s cunt slide open, welcome him into her.
Standing with is legs spread, Alan pushed all the way inside Mel, as far as he could go. He felt a hand grab his ass cheek, holding him still. Without seeing what was happening, he felt his cock wrapped by a really damp fuck tunnel, he felt a head between his thighs, then it moved as he felt a tongue wipe over the base of his hardened tool, then onto the soft tissue of his ball sack. The restraining hand moved and allowed Alan to pump in and pout for a few strokes. He felt his push stroke stopped, then push back, his cock fell out of Mel’s cunt and then a warm mouth wrapped around the knob of his dick. Alan pushed slowly, gently fucking his daughter’s face.
This pattern was repeated over and over, Alan, fucking Mel’s pussy, then Andrea’s face. Time was lost to Alan, he had no idea how long they were at it. He heard Mel moaning and gasping like she had cum, then Andrea, several times but they didn’t stop, even for a breather. Every time he felt like he was about to blow his bolt, Andrea took his cock out of whichever hole it was in and blew on it, cooling him rapidly, then put it in the other hole. How the fuck was she doing that? Alan wondered. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. His train of thought was interrupted by a call from below him, “In my mouth, anytime now!” He felt the warmth of a pussy wrapped around his dick change rapidly to the soft lapping of a tongue, the gentle scrape of hard teeth, lips holding his cock and he pumped Andrea’s mouth. He felt the rise of his impending ejaculation, the tightening of his balls, the sweet tingling in his cock head, the rush of his cum up, out of his dick, into Andrea’s eagerly awaiting mouth. He shot a second then a third time, pumping a lot of semen into Andrea’s mouth, groaning his cum as he did so.
He continued for a few more pumps in and out of Andrea’s mouth, then disengaged, weak at the knees, gasping for air, tingling all over in that post release looseness in his muscles. Looking down he saw Andrea’s mouth covering Mel’s entire sex. He watched her cheeks swell and recede as her tongue seemed to lick- No, he thought, not lick, but to push, then he got it. Andrea had his semen in her mouth and was now pumping it into Mel’s pussy. Mel accepted the gift by pushing down on Andrea’s mouth. Their moans testament to the pleasure that this was giving them both.
After a short while, Andrea’s head fell back and she took a breath. “The baby’s mine now!” she said softly. Then she looked up at Alan, Thank you, she mouthed. Alan knelt down and gently took Andrea’s face in his hands and kissed her forehead, “You’re welcome,” he whispered as Mel rolled off Andrea. Even though he had just poured his load into Andrea’s mouth, he moved forward, kissed her lips, tasting the mixture of Mel and himself on them, then her neck, he tongued both her nipples and slid over her, planting kiss on her mons.
He felt Mel’s hand grasp his arm, tugging him as she said, “Come and lie down, greedy. You need to rest and recuperate. More fucking later.”
Alan felt a little peeved at that moment. Mel had distracted him from doing something he really liked doing, making love with his own daughter. What a sick fuck I am, he thought, but then, he didn’t care, he loved her, and her wife to be, and their, likely, just conceived child. If that was sick, then he would really enjoy it.
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