“I feel the same about the milking parlor. It grips me, and I love being wanked off in front of other people.”
“You know they have something like that for the girls too, right? It’s called the queening room.”
“How come you know so much about Fanbury, Hannah?”
“I’m going to be the headmistress here one day, dad. I’m a quick study.”
“And I’m going to be your live-in house husband.”
He lifted me gently onto the altar, gazing deep into my eyes. I was knocked slightly off balance by his comment and wondered how to address it. Dad slid my knees apart, exposing my no knicker shame. I giggled and held his head while he devoured my pussy using two eyes and a couple of flared nostrils.
“Daddy, before you eat, please tell me what you meant by house husband.”
“We have an age gap, sweetheart. That means certain opportunities exist for our marriage to be different. I can stay at home and run my business through a CEO and professional board of directors, leaving me with time to take care of family.”
“You mean our kids?”
“Yeah, and you. Also, if you want a different challenge to working here at Fanbury, the company will always be available for you to take over.”
“Okay.”
“May I dine now, please?”
“Of course, daddy.”
He slid both hands behind my knees and lifted them gently, splaying them wider while I slapped my palms onto the stone slab behind me, steadying his lunch.
“I want to remain seated to enjoy the peace and views around this clearing.”
“I have great access to my lunch, don’t worry.”
When he licked my labia, it tickled because Keith was a gentle lover, but even more so now. Our lovemaking was becoming less desperate, and that felt good. I tossed my long blonde hair high, enjoying the sun on my face and dad’s tongue circling around my sphincter. I enjoyed a good rimming and vowed to return that compliment to Keith soon. He prised my anal whorl wide open, slipping a pointy, wet tongue inside my rectum.
I slid a hand down into my crotch, dragging the slimy pearl at the top end of my slit around in circles, enjoying the double play of two holes being attended to simultaneously. A flicker of movement in the woods caught my attention and I glanced over, seeing a fellow pupil and her step-dad standing just inside the line of trees.
She waved, so I returned the greeting politely, never missing a beat on my clitoris while dad delightfully licked the soft tissue walls and nerve cluster inside my back passage. The girl, Amanda, I think her name was, kneeled down on the forest floor and removed her dad’s cock while he watched mine licking a very drenched cunt. I beckoned them over.
“We have guests dad.”
“No problem.”
“Hi, it’s Amanda, right?”
“Yes. I hope you don’t mind Hannah but we saw your dad praying at the altar between your legs and wanted to watch. Then my dad got hard and… well, one thing led to another.”
“You’re welcome to watch and feel free to suck your dad’s cock. Come closer, so he gets a great view while you fellate.”
Her dad smiled, a little embarrassed, but that soon dissolved when his step-daughter sunk to her knees, peeled back his foreskin, then sucked his cock like a whore. She had practiced a lot, and that was probably why the couple still had a red ponytail. As he fucked his daughters face, gripping her ears and pulling while slamming his hips forward, the step-dad felt an explanation was in order.
“We come to Fanbury for two weeks a year to fuck each other senseless. Her mom knows nothing about it and we keep our hands off each other for the rest of the year.”
“That explains why she’s trying to suck a golf ball through your cock.”
“Yeah, Amanda’s excellent at blowjobs, much better than her mom, but you and Keith are the talk of the whole school. Everyone is so impressed by your dynamic.”
It felt surreal when dad slid his tongue along my creamy, puffy bun, licking and plowing like a cunnilingus robot. My pussy was dripping with nectar, and he slurped his way around tight folds of skin and my pouting labia, swallowing frequently. I nodded at Amanda’s dad before closing my eyes, a polite signal that I was pre-occupied and not interested in conversation. I had no interest watching them but didn’t mind an audience of my own.
I leaned a little further back, forced my hips and pussy forward and took on the full hurricane force of dad’s tongue thrashing my love bean, while his lips clamped tightly around and he sucked hard.
I orgasmed in a delightful cloud of hedonism as my head tingled, body shuddered, and the sun’s rays warmed me. Keith looked magnificent with his head powering away between my legs, timing his technique to the rise and fall of my orgasm, flicking and sucking while I gripped his hair, grinding my pussy into his face.
I’d forgotten our audience, reminded only by the manic grunts of a step-father decanting his seed into a loving daughter’s mouth. While she cleaned his cock, I slid off the altar, waved nonchalantly at the couple and walked away hand in hand with my dad.
“Do you think we’re having too much sex, Keith?”
“Not at all. First, you’re eighteen, so this amount of sex is absolutely normal and fucking great for me.”
I laughed, slapping his ass playfully before running away so he could give chase. When my dad caught and tackled me to the ground, he crawled on top, spread my legs wide and kissed me on the lips. The long grass tickled my neck, so I wrapped my legs around his waist, gripped hard and rolled us over so I could envelop my lover in the long blonde hair he had always loved.
“Do you remember brushing my hair at night before reading to me?”
“I got very good at it.”
“Yeah, you did. Would you like to do that tonight after I wash and condition?”
“I’d love to Hannah.”
“What was the other thing you were going to say? You said first, and then I spanked your ass.”
“Oh yeah. Well, second… making love, sharing intimate moments, talking like we are now, it all hard wires us to each other, building a foundation for our love and lives together.”
“Wow, you’re so wise dad.”
“And third, Hannah.”
“Yes?”
“I love you with all of my heart and could easily make love to you all day.”
“Well, daddy… you may have to prove that to me sometime.”
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