Lynne turned toward Hannah and me and looked us straight in the eyes. She poured more oil onto her hands, then rubbed it into the exposed parts of her breasts. Her movements were deliberate as if Lynne was putting on a show for Hannah and me. I could see her nipples hardening as she grazed the skin around her bikini top. Licking her lips, Lynne slipped her hands under her bikini and rubbed the oil onto her nipples. Before pulling her hands out, Lynne cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples hard between her fingers, causing a moan to escape her mouth.
We watched Lynne trail her hands down her taut stomach before applying the oil to her long legs. Lynne poured a generous amount of oil onto her hands and kneaded it into her wide-open legs. She took her time, caressing her meaty thighs, making sure every inch was covered.
As Lynne finished, I tried to tear my eyes away from her, but it was impossible. Lynne was like a goddess. Only the voice of Matt saying good morning brought Hannah and me out of our trance.
“Morning, sleepy pie,” Lynne said, kissing her husband good morning.
This was the first time I had seen Hannah’s father since discovering that he and Hannah had been fucking for years.
I couldn’t help but look at Matt differently. Matt was a good-looking guy with washboard abs and sawdust-colored hair. He looked like an aged surfer who could easily get women if he tried. I would never have imagined that one of those women was his daughter, but the more I fantasized about it, the hotter I found it. I needed to see them together in real life.
Matt sat beside his wife as the four of us silently relaxed there. The sexual tension in the air was palpable. My heart was beating out of my chest, uncertain of what would happen next.
Suddenly, Hannah blurted out, “I told Tim about us last night!”
Before they could react, I told them, “I understand, and I am totally okay with it. Hannah is amazing, and I could tell how much you all love each other,” I explained.
Matt and Lynne looked at each other, uncertain of how to process this new revelation.
“I guess that explains why the two of you have been so frisky this morning,” Lynne teased, trying to break some of the tension.
Matt chuckled, “I feel like I missed something. This is what I get for sleeping in for once.”
The four of us laughed at the insanity of the situation.
“So, what does this mean?” Matt wondered.
Hannah got up from her lounge chair. Her Wicked Weasel bikini was still see-through, leaving her tits and pussy exposed. I could see Matt eyeing his daughter’s tight body.
I watched intently as Hannah mounted her father’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Tim and I talked about it, and we want the four of us to be together,” Hannah grinned before kissing her father.
Time slowed as I watched Hannah kiss her father for the first time. I could tell that Matt was initially resistant to kissing his daughter in front of me, but he soon melted into Hannah’s smooth lips.
Hannah’s tongue slipped into her father’s mouth as they pulled each other closer. Matt’s hands grabbed his daughter’s ass, pulling her crotch into his.
Lynne and I watched in amazement while father and daughter reconnected after years of withholding themselves from one another. Years of pent-up sexual frustration erupted between them, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies.
At that very moment, Lynne made her way to me.
“I have been thinking about this since you arrived,” she revealed while pulling me in for a kiss.
Lynne’s soft lips were as succulent as I had imagined. I ran my hand over Lynne’s cheek before cupping her chin. Lynne ground her pussy mound into my thigh, and I could feel her wetness seeping through her bikini bottom. I reached up and massaged her voluptuous breasts through her bikini top. Lynne moaned into my mouth as she pushed her chest into my palm.
“Let’s move inside,” Matt suggested.
Lynne quickly joined her husband, excited to see where this would go.
“Before we do anything, would it be okay if I take a shower to wash off the tanning oil?” Hannah innocently asked.
Lynne chimed in, “Why don’t we all shower together? We have a huge shower in our bedroom, and there’s plenty of space for all of us.”
I glanced at Hannah, and we both grinned at the prospect of showering with her parents.
“That’s a great idea!” Hannah exclaimed.
We quickly made our way to Lynne and Matt’s bedroom, where the spacious en-suite bathroom awaited us. I was a bit nervous about showering with Hannah’s parents, but I tried not to let it show.
Hannah stripped out of her bikini and hopped into the shower, turning on the water and letting it warm up. Hannah stood under the showerhead allowing the hot water to cascade over her skin. Lynne, Matt, and I gawked at Hannah’s slick body before undressing and stepping into the shower alongside Hannah.
Hannah turned to Lynne with a sly smile, “Mommy, could you help me wash my back? It’s hard to reach all the way back there.”
Lynne smiled back, “Of course, baby. I’m happy to help.”
She took the bottle of body wash from the counter and poured some onto her palms before gently rubbing it into Hannah’s back.
Hannah let out a sigh of relief as Lynne’s gentle fingers worked the soap into a lather, reaching all the way down to the small of her back. Lynne’s touch was tender and soothing, causing Hannah to moan in delight.
Lynne pressed her chest against Hannah’s glistening skin while reaching her hands around her daughter’s body. Lynne cupped her daughter’s slippery breasts, sliding Hannah’s nipples between her fingers.
“Oh, Mom! Pull hard on my nipples. You know how much I like that,” Hannah begged as her mother twisted and pulled at her delicate nipples.
Matt and I watched Lynne remove one hand from her daughter’s breasts, gliding it along Hannah’s firm stomach. I knew what was about to happen, but I couldn’t believe it.
Lynne brushed the skin around her daughter’s cunt with her nails. Hannah moaned loudly as her mother teased her most sensitive skin before finally spreading her labia apart and running her slim fingers up and down the wet folds of her daughter’s needy cunt.
“That feels so good. I need you, Mommy,” Hannah pleaded.
Lynne knew just what her daughter needed. Lynne spun Hannah around while dropping to her knees. Now eye level with Hannah’s bare pussy, Lynne licked her lips.
“It has been way too long,” Lynne whispered while grabbing Hannah by the ass and pulling Hannah’s pussy towards her lips.
Hannah’s body shuddered with that first lick, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“Lick my cunt, Mommy. I need to cum all over your face,” moaned Hannah.
Water cascaded over the women’s bodies making their wet skin shine from the overhead light. Matt and I grinned widely, watching our wives go at it. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and was extremely turned on. Pre-cum dripped from my cock as I teased myself, running my hand up and down my stiff shaft.
“Just like that,” Hannah hissed.
Lynne twirled her tongue around Hannah’s clit, while pumping two fingers into her daughter’s tight snatch.
I could tell my wife was close. She braced herself against the shower wall before cumming all over her mother’s lips and fingers.
Matt caught his daughter before she fell to the floor. The orgasm her mother gave her was too much for Hannah and made her legs give out from under her. Matt kissed his daughter as he held up her wet, naked body.
“Thanks for catching me, Daddy,” Hannah smiled, gripping his hard cock in her hand.
“We should get out before the water gets cold,” Lynne announced.
Hannah reluctantly released for father’s cock. I could see the desire in her eyes and knew that I would soon get to see the two of them fuck.
The four of us quickly washed up and left the shower.
As we made our way to Hannah’s parents’ bed, I was uncertain what would happen next.
I badly wanted to see Hannah and her father make love, but even more, I wanted a chance to play with her seductress of a mother.
Lynne and Hannah took the choice out of my hands. Hannah propped herself up in front of her father’s lap, looked him in the eyes, took hold of his hard cock, and licked the underside of his dick like a lollipop.
My eyes opened wide, taking in the first true sexual intimacy between father and daughter. Matt eased his fingers into his daughter’s hair, his eyes meeting hers as she wrapped her lips around his engorged shaft.
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