I chuckled “We’re in here Cass, and fully clothed.”
Cassie rounded the corner, all smiles and post-workout glow. “Have fun while I was gone?”
Ash rolled her eyes and I shook my head. “Nothing happened Cass. We just had a conversation.”
“Seriously? What’s wrong?” Ash and I shared a look of confusion. “OK, I didn’t want to make a deal about this but I was serious earlier I didn’t mind. Hell, having had a good run I think I’ve decided that I actually *want* you two to… have some fun together.”
Ash’s look of confusion only deepened and she shrugged at me. “Cass, it’s fine, seriously. I know that last night was your idea. Ash and I really did just talk and that’s OK.”
Cassie took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Look, I know that last night was kind of a shit-show, but after you did the thing, it made me realize something. We both have those urges, and I have an easy answer, but you don’t. I know that being without… we’ll say physical companionship… for the last few years has been hard for you. I just want that if you’re frustrated about, y’know things, then I’d want you to have some fun with Ash, assuming she’s willing, rather than take a bunch of sleeping pills.”
I winced at the accuracy. “It was that obvious huh?” Cassie winked and nodded. “Well I’ll keep that in mind I guess.”
Cassie tossed her gym bag in the corner. “Tell you what, how about I go grab some lunch, give you a little more time and my explicit blessing and whatever happens, happens? Cool? Alright, I’ll be back in an hour.” Before I could say anything Cassie practically ran out the door.
As soon as the front door closed Ash turned to me and shrugged. “I’m game. Get your cock out.”
“Wait WHAT?! What just happened?”
Ash took her shirt off letting her large, creamy white tits fall into view. “I’m still sore from last night but I’ll suck you off. Just don’t cum on my shirt.” Ash leaned over and started unzipping my pants.
Panicking, I covered my crotch with my hands. “Wait, stop, you *just* told me about how much you loved Cassie. We shouldn’t do this.”
Ash sighed and rolled her eyes. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I don’t have a lot of emotional attachments around sex. Yeah, I love Cassie, but if she says she wants us to do this then I’m good to go. Now we don’t have a ton of time so get your cock out.” I wanted to argue with her, to tell her to stop, but right then she was making sense. We were both willing, had Cassie’s explicit blessing and encouragement, and I couldn’t find a reason not to. I moved my hands giving Ash access. “Finally, geez, I usually don’t have to work this hard for it.”
Ash reached into my pants and pulled my soft cock out of my boxers before sucking the limp flesh into her mouth. I groaned at the unfamiliar sensation. As little sex as I’d had since Cait had passed on it had been far longer since anyone had sucked my cock while it was still soft. The soft suction of Ash’s mouth felt amazing as it wrapped my cock in a warm, wet heat. It wasn’t long before she had managed to get me up to my full length. Ash pulled her mouth off me and stroked my slick cock with a grin. “There we go. Now is this gonna work for you or do you need something more?”
Ash popped my cockhead back in her mouth and stroked my shaft as she waited for an answer. I watched as my daughter’s friend bobbed her head lightly on my cock, in time with her strokes, her tits swaying with each bob and stroke. It felt great but after experiencing Anne’s incredible oral technique the other night and cumming in Ash’s ass last night I knew that Ash would struggle to get me off with her mouth alone. “Ass and pussy are off limits?” Ash nodded without letting go of my cock. “Then I’m gonna fuck your tits.”
Ash pulled her head off my cock with a loud pop and grinned. “Of course you are. Dirty old fucks like you always love my tits.” Ash grabbed a pillow off the couch and threw it on the ground. Kneeling in front of me she wrapped her milky white tits around my cock, spit on it, and then squeezed them together. My cock, a white-hot bar of steel nestled between two soft pillows of flesh, poked out the top and bumped up against Ash’s neck. “I’ll never understand perverts like you. Always wanting to fuck my tits. You’re telling me this feels better than my mouth?” Ash squeezed her tits together again and bounced them up and down as I felt my cock slide across the smooth skin of her chest.
I watched intently as my cock slid in and out of her cleavage, her pale flesh contrasting with my swollen purple cockhead and her lips parting as she panted slightly with exertion. “You’re right.” Ash looked up at me, meeting my gaze. “It doesn’t feel as good, but it’s not always about the sensation.” Ash held the eye contact as she continued to bounce up and down, her breathing getting harder and her face starting to flush. “For me it’s about the visual. You’re a beautiful girl and I’m loving this view. Lots of guys need that visual stimulation. That’s probably why they like facials so much.” I groaned as Ash popped my cockhead in her mouth sucking what she could while she fucked me with her tits.
Ash took a break from the titfuck as she went back to sucking me off for a bit before pulling her head off again. “I- uh- I always thought t- that the facials were a dominance thing.” Ash breathed harder and more raggedly as she spit on my cock again and stroked it with her hand.
I moaned, enjoying the sensation but also the sight of my daughter’s goth 18-year-old friend stroking my cock while topless. “I’m sure it is for some guys, some guys like using women like fucktoys. Treating them like shit. But I only like that when I know they’re into it too.” I watched as Ash started sucking my cock again. Moaning lightly as I talked about using women like fucktoys. “That’s what you like isn’t it? You want to be used?”
Grinning, Ash pulled her head off my cock again with a pop. “Fuck you.”
“No, fuck you. You like getting ‘dirty old men’ to use you. You like talking shit about them while they fuck you like a cheap whore.”
Ash’s grin grew hungrier as she stroked my cock faster. “And what if I do? What are you gonna do about it you sick fuck?”
I pulled her head down on my cock and held it there with my cockhead poking the back of her throat. I left her like that for a moment with both hands holding her down as I felt her throat work around my cockhead. I let go and she pulled up, gasping. Strands of sticky spit clung to my cock, leading to her lips. I gripped her hair in my hand and pulled her face close to mine, growling. “I’m gonna choke you on my cock, fuck your tits, and cum all over your face.”
Ash’s grin never faded and her eyes never left mine as she wrapped her tits around my cock and squeezed them together. “Fucking do it then! Fuck my tits, cum on my face. Do it you sick fuck!” My hips took over as I thrust up into Ash’s cleavage. I guided her head down for her to suck my exposed cockhead as I pumped in and out of her mouth. Her dirty talk became muffled moans as she reached between her legs, stuck her hands down her jeans and fingered herself. My own breathing turned into grunts and moans as I fucked her tits and mouth harder.
I felt Ash shudder as her hand picked up speed and that tremor was enough to push me over the edge. “FUCK! FUCKING TAKE IT!” I screamed as I stood up in front of her. Ash opened her mouth wide, her hand still working furiously between her legs. I unloaded on her face, painting stream after stream over her brow, nose, lips, and chin. At the feeling of the hot cum splashing across her face and into her waiting mouth Ash shuddered again, this time more violently as she came. Ash closed her eyes and licked her lips, apparently savoring either the taste or the feeling of her own orgasm.
Ash wiped her face clean with a finger before rubbing the cum into her tits and grinning as I watched, entranced. “You’re a dirty old piece of shit.” She emphasized this by tweaking her nipples. “And I love it.”
After a few minutes Ash and I both went off to the bathrooms to clean ourselves up and by the time Cassie returned with lunch it was like we had never moved, though she smiled to herself when she saw the pillow on the floor that we had forgotten to pick up.
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Chapter 8
Normal wasn’t exactly a thing for me anymore, what with me regularly hypnotizing my daughter and fucking her friend any chance I could get, but as the days and weeks went by we gradually fell into a new kind of normal. Most days I would hypnotize Cassie for her pre-workout routine and then every few days she would sheepishly ask me to help her out with her “other problem” which meant that her sexual feelings towards me were getting out of hand again. Ash was basically living at our place by this point so almost any time that we had the house to ourselves we were fucking like rabbits any time my own feelings towards Cassie popped up. It was often.
It was a pleasant surprise when my late wife’s sister Anne started texting me regularly. Between the night we shared at her hotel and her trying to make more of an effort in Cassie’s life she found herself wanting to talk more often. Talking gradually turned into flirting which turned into sexting. It was at the point where any time I would see her contact picture pop up on my phone I would grin and try to find a private place to view her message. Of course, Cassie’s hypnosis sessions and Ash regularly draining me complicated things, but I reasoned it away with the fact that we were just flirting. Anne had never gotten married and in all the years I’d known her she never wanted anything serious, so I figured that as long as she didn’t know then it was all OK. At least for now.
That was our lives for the time being. Cassie, seemingly happier than ever, working hard at school in her senior year. Ash, who had graduated the year before and decided against going to college, working part time and staying at our place. Anne, trying to make up for lost time and get more involved with our lives from afar. And me, trying to juggle all three.
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