The Trade Show

Literotic asexstories – The Trade Show by RCscrudato,RCscrudato Many thanks to Kenjisato for doing a terrific job of editing and educating. I recommend him and his partner. Great job.

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Under me is Misty, one of the crew that is setting up the trade show. She’s eighteen, or at least that’s what she told me. She’s tall and skinny, has huge tits, and is naked. I’m fucking her as hard and fast as I can, and she is yelling for more.

“Oh fuck! oh fuck! oh fuck! Harder, Jim!”

The bed creaks and groans; this girl cums like a river and nearly constantly. Her pussy is tight and smooth.

The room reeks of sex. We’re sweating all over each other. She cums again, a river flowing past my cock. The young ones aren’t always good. Misty is an exception; she has experience.

Her fingers dig into my hard biceps. I’m resting on my elbows. Her legs are clamped around my thighs. My cock loves the tight, wet feel of her vagina. I’m not gonna last much longer, we’ve been fucking for twenty minutes.

“Gonna cum, kid.”

Her warm hazel eyes focus on mine. “Cum in me, daddy.”

Whoa. That did it. I ram it deep and feel the sweet release into the cursed condom. Misty cums again, her young pussy clamping on my cock.

I’m done, but still inside her. We’re panting. She giggles.

“Sorry about the daddy thing. It’s a fantasy of mine.”

I climb off her and offer my hand. “Let’s shower.”

Compared to our intense fucking, the shower is slow and gentle. I get hard again and Misty sucks my cock, declining to let me cum in her mouth. She’ll learn. Instead, I blast my load all over her pretty, young face. She loves it.

Misty is walking out the door. Her sex-drenched thong is in my hand. I may see her again.

So, let me get all this out of the way so we can get back to fucking. I’m Jim, forty-nine, tall and lean. I’m in ridiculously good shape as I swim, do karate etc. I’m six-foot-three, I’ve got the salt-and-pepper hair going, light blue eyes, and a voice that is chocolate to women’s ears. I’m charming as hell ̶ and married.

My wife, Bonnie, and I have a great life and I love her to death, but I have a sex drive that is insatiable. She does, too. I started doing these shows and hooking up. I’m pretty sure Bonnie is Tindering while I’m gone, so it’s fair.

When I get home, it’s gonna be a full day of sex with my soulmate. Til’ then, fucks of convenience for all.

I run trade shows. You want to show off boats or bulldozers? Call my boss. He sets up the place, then I show up and make it all happen for a week, while trolling the visitors and staff for sex partners. I do it maybe ten times a year. It pays really well, and I’m very good at running things.

So. The women. I have a type. It’s my wife, Bonnie. Other than that, I go for personality. I do prefer married women ̶ less chance of emotional complications ̶ but I have to like whomever I’m going to be with. Other than that, I’m very flexible. I’ve fucked plus-size women and girls built like a rake. I’m not particular. Misty is the youngest girl I’ve ever fucked. I guess she got turned on by the ‘daddy’ thing. Little does she know, she hit a very well-hidden button of mine that has never been pushed and that I guard like a centurion.

I’m in a large city in the deep South, working a realtor’s convention. It’s ten o’clock in the morning on the first day, and I’m chatting up Brooke. Brooke is forty-two and is rocking the mom bod. She’s married, of course, has bottle-blond hair and blue eyes I could get lost in. She’s from Nashville and she’s horny. Fingers tap my shoulder. I turn, conscious of the obvious erection in my pants that Brooke keeps staring at.

It’s a woman, late twenties, tall, maybe five-ten, brunette hair in a loose pony, and green eyes to die for. She’s wearing civilian-style utility clothes, that 511 stuff. It’s easy to make out the fit body underneath. She’s also my daughter. Oh shit. My cock fades instantly and Brook goes back to selling swampland.

I’m conscious that my mouth is hanging open. I close it as my daughter laughs lightly.

“I guess you don’t read all the emails, do you?”

“We had changed security companies. I knew that part, but how?”

Nikki laughs again. “And I am the site leader for the event. That was in the email on ten twelve at ten-hundred hours, Father. Get your S.A. up.”

Nikki is twenty-nine. She had done a tour or two in the Army, Military Police and then tried being a cop. Too many rules and too many people looking to destroy you, so she went into private security and now she is in my convention hall, fucking up my sex life. Okay, that’s mean. I love the girl and haven’t seen her for over a year, but I can’t be doing my thing knowing that my eagle-eyed kid could be watching. What I do to amuse myself is none of her business. Well, maybe I can sneak Brook in. Hate hitting just a single.

I walk with Nikki. “My situational Awareness, SA as you call it, is just fine, thanks. My inbox is overloaded. My boss is nervous and that is his therapy. I’ve learned to scan and take just what I need to know. Don’t know how I missed your name.”

“Probably because it isn’t Jackson anymore. I got married.”

I stop and stare. “Again?”

She laughs. “Yes, and this one’s a keeper. It was fast and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but after Skeeter, you two were pretty used up.”

Skeeter was a scumbag and an abuser. It was tough. Nikki lived with us for a while and that was tough on me, watching her walking around in panties and a tee shirt. The centurion had to work overtime to keep me in line.

“True, but we did what we had to do. I’m glad you’re happy.”

Nikki loops her arm in mine. “We are the security company now, so I get to work with my daddy. I was so excited when I found out.”

I laugh. “Yeah, a pushover as a client. That can’t suck.”

I can feel her hard-trim body collide with mine as we walk. This is going to be tough.

“Hardly a pushover, Dad. You’re a good father, but you did have a soft spot for me.”

Hard spot would be a better phrase and she doesn’t need to know that my soft side is filled with imagined visions of what my girl looks like getting out of the shower. Time for a subject change.

“What room are you in?”

Nikki rolls her eyes. “This place was full. We got the contract late. I’m sharing a room across town at the Marriot.”

I pull out one of the two key cards for my room. “Here, take this. I’m in ten-twenty-six. Use my room if you need anything during the day.”

Nikki kisses my cheek, dangerously close to my lips. “Thanks, Dad. You’re the best.”

My assistant interrupts us with a crisis. Nikki waves as I follow him to the scene.

**

It’s mid-afternoon, I’m in a small break room. Brooke is pressed against me. Her lips touch mine. Oh fuck, this woman can kiss. We’re eye-to-eye, I’m hard, and as she kisses me, her hand finds my erection. She pulls back but her lips still brush mine as she rasps, “I love this fat cock, Jim. Touch me.”

I slide my hand up her leg. No panties, and her vagina is running.

“Your room,” She moans, “I have to share mine.”

Brooke is everything I expected and more. She loves having a cock in her mouth and moans when I cum all over her tongue. I first lick the trimmed brown hair around her lovely pussy, ’till she blasts all over my face. She holds her legs back, her pussy open and needy.

“Fuck me, Jim.”

I do. Brooke is a great fuck. She moans cries out, writhes, and cums some more. I have a rule. I get a room with two queens ̶ one for me, one for fucking. We are destroying the fuck bed. I love her full body and big breasts. For having two kids, she’s still tight and has a very sensitive G-spot.

“Gotta cum,” I grunt, as I pound her.

“Do it, darlin’ Let me have it.”

Well, the condom has it, not her juicy pussy. I hate them with a passion, but it’s a fact of life when you fuck around. I pound in one last time and let it go. Brooke cums all over my cock again.

We don’t shower together. Brooke has to get back the ‘Brooke look’ as she calls it.

We kiss lightly at the door.

“I have to leave today. Another girl is coming, but probably not for you. She’s a lez.”

We laugh. I’m happy. I’ve snuck one by the security chief. I can live with the rest of the week being dry.

**

Nikki and I have dinner together. She seems distracted and distant, but I write it off to the new job. We have after-dinner drinks in the bar, and Nikki goes back to the Marriot. In my room that I asked housekeeping to clean up, I’m on a video call with Bonnie.

My long, lean wife is naked and very wet on our bed. She has a vibrator. I’ve set my phone up with a ring light and I, too am naked and erect.

For the next hour, we edge while we talk about what we are going to do when I get home, culminating in glorious orgasms for both of us.

“I love you, Bonnie.”

“I love you, Jim. Be careful.”

**

No matter how you plan, there are little things that go wrong. The next morning, I’m in the warehouse for the convention center, looking for those curtain-on-a-frame things that separate booths. I need four more.

The place has lights, but they are the type that take five minutes to warm up. The regular lighting is just a bit more than none, but it’s enough.

As I get close to the back, walking between two ten-foot-tall racks, I hear sounds ̶ familiar sounds. Sounds I’ve made back here. Fucking. My cock thickens as I move closer, looking through the stuff on the rack until I have a good view.

They are by the back wall. I’m maybe twelve feet away and they are under one of the lame lights, so I’ve got a good view.

I recognize him. He’s the boss of the company with the biggest footprint at the show. Grant Foster. He’s late forties, kind of has that George Clooney thing going. His polo shirt is on the crate in front of him. His slacks are around his ankles with a nice pair of briefs nestled in them. I’m very flexible in the bedroom. I’ve played with guys and appreciate a good-looking man. I do it mostly because it makes Bonnie crazy horny to watch, but I like it a little.

Grant has his big hands holding the hips of a woman who has one foot up on the crate and the other, with her utility pants and pink thong around her ankle, on the floor.

Grant is fucking my daughter and doing a fine job of it. He has a nice cock, at least what I can see through the condom. But his cock holds no interest for me. I am devouring the sight of my naked daughter. I guess she isn’t the by-the-rules daughter she used to be since it’s obvious that she is a very willing partner.

Nikki’s polo and bra are on the crate in front of her. She is naked. I am rampant. Muscles flex under her sweaty and flawless skin, as Grant drives his cock into her soaked pussy. Nikki doesn’t shave or trim. Her bush is full, and full of her lust right now, drops falling from the curly brown hair to the floor under her. Her breasts swing free underneath her ̶ not big, but not small. Her nipples are long ̶ very long, and very hard. Her hand pinches and pulls on one, as her other hand steadies her on that crate. She stifles a grunt every time Grant hits bottom. I hear her raspy whisper. “Harder, faster. Make me cum again.”

Her ass is a perfect half-circle and hard. He slaps it. Nikki cums.

“Ohhhhh, fuuuucckkk. More.”

My cock is out of my pants and I’m fighting to time my release with her lover, who is fighting his.

Grant loses that fight quickly. “Gonna cum, baby.”

Nikki quakes under him. “Oh, oh. Do it. Fill me.”

I ignore the fact he ain’t fillin’ her, but the rubber. As he plunges in, holds, and moans, I spray my load all over the box in front of me. My knees buckle from the incest-driven orgasm. I want to be Grant.

Knowing that after they cum, they will become more aware of their surroundings, I back off, tidy myself up in an aisle far away, and sneak out the door.

Well, that was interesting. I haven’t seen my daughter naked since her senior year in high school. My imagination is not up to reality. Nikki is gorgeous. She’s in terrific shape and has a terrific shape. Her breasts are probably a C or a small D; her ass is perfect, her legs long and strong, arms toned. Fuck, I’m getting hard just thinking about it. As you can guess, she’s my kryptonite. I’ve lusted after her since her senior year in high school when she was on the swim team. Bonnie knows and helps me to behave. Now, I don’t know what to do. I guess ‘nothing’ would be the best plan, but I know she’s cheating on her husband. It’s none of my business, right? But I’d sure love to watch her again. Fuck that, I want her, but she’s never given the slightest hint of sharing my desire.

Dinner that night with Nikki is weird. No other word for it. I’m looking at her, still in the civilian utilities that I saw piled up on one leg. As she walks, I can ‘see’ the pink thong under those pants.

Our conversation is clumsy. She’s awkward. I’m hoping she isn’t married to Skeeter 2.0.

“Hey, kid. You’re really off tonight. Care to share?”

Nikki looks at me, says nothing. Bites her lip.

“Sorry, Dad. I’m a bit distracted. I’ve got a problem, but it’s kinda not my business.”

“But it’s bothering you. A lot.”

Nikki takes a deep breath, empties it out in a long exhale, leans back in her chair. “I saw something yesterday.”

“Okay,” I answer, waiting.

Nikki is looking past me, unfocused, choosing her words. “Somebody was being inappropriate.”

I laugh. “Inappropriate?”

Nikki leans forward, closing the space between us, whispering.

“They were fucking. A man and a woman. Very into it. They both had wedding rings but were not mates.”

This is getting cryptic and a little scary. I stayed close to Nikki. “And you knew this how?”

“Because one of them was you.”

The bill had been paid and we are having an after-dinner drink. I get up.

“Let’s go.”

Nikki’s eyes go wide at my curt remark, and she follows me out wordlessly. We stay quiet all the way up in the elevator, until the door to my room clicks shut. Nikki sits in one of the lounge chairs.

“I should have kept my mouth shut.”

I sit in the other chair. “Well, you didn’t, and now I want to hear it all. Don’t hold back.”

“Dad, can’t we just let this pass? Like it never happened?”

I’m angry. “No. You intruded on my life, and I want to know everything you saw and are thinking.”

Nikki looks at the floor. I’ve never seen her so off balance. I wait, letting the silence work.

“I had a break yesterday afternoon. I wanted to get off the floor, take a few minutes. I went to your room, used the card you gave me. Neither of you heard the door open. I’m not surprised.”

She pauses, looks at me. I say nothing, wait. She sighs.

“Well, you both were on the bed, naked and fucking like it was going to be outlawed tomorrow.”

Nikki looked at me, a tear in her eye. “Are you and Mom having problems? You busting up?”

I’m surprised. Not moral outrage, fear. I take her hand.

“Your parents are complex people. To answer your questions, no, Mom and I are not having problems and we are never busting up.”

Nikki gives a lame smile. “Well, that helps, but still…”

I leaned back. “This is filed under ‘none of your business, but now that you’ve caught me, it is’. Your mother and I are swingers. We have been since we met.”

Nikki’s jaw literally falls open. “Really?”

“Yes. Please do not tell your mother you know. She’d freak out. We love what we do, but Mom is concerned about how you would view us.”

“Wow. Swingers. I had no idea.”

I laugh. “That’s the way it should be. Don’t want you sitting in parent-teacher conferences picturing your parents fucking your math teacher.”

Nikki gasps. “Mrs. Johnson? Really?”

I shrug. “Maybe yes, maybe no. You’ll never know, because it’s our business. Now, I’m beat, and you need to go back to the Marriot. Are we good?”

Nikki beams and stands. We hug tightly. I fight the erection building in my pants and hope she can’t tell. My daughter’s face pressed next to mine. My arms are holding her hard body, the feel of her breasts pressing against my chest. Her scent.

“Thank you, Dad. I feel much better. Sorry I stumbled into your amazing sex life.”

“Well, you don’t seem to be scarred.”

Nikki breaks our embrace and smiles a wicked smile. “Hardly.”

My daughter gets up and heads for the door. We hug in front of the open door. Nikki presses her body close. My cock is rigid by this time. “Thanks, Dad. I’ll be more careful.”

As the door moves to close, we are eye-to-eye. I smile.

“I was in the warehouse this morning.”

My daughter’s mouth falls open as the door closes and clicks locked. I laugh. Tomorrow should be interesting.

**

It’s not. We haven’t spoken all day. I’m too busy. Nikki isn’t on site. I ignore it, but I am concerned.

I get a text late afternoon. “Had meetings all day. New owners. Can we have room service at your place tonight?”

**

Nikki comes by at seven, still in her utilities. She kicks off her boots when she gets in. I already showered and put on briefs, running shorts, and a tee. I have no idea what to expect.

Dinner is casual and comfortable. We catch up on what’s been going on for the last year or so ̶ what her twin brother Andy is up to. Nikki tells me he’s gotten married.

“What?” I reply, “He didn’t tell us.”

Nikki laughs. “I’m sure he will. It was recent. He’ll tell you when it’s time.”

Andy, like his sister, married badly the first time. She was a grasping, money-hungry tart. She bankrupted him and ran off with an eighteen-year-old soon-to-be convict. He was crushed, and very ashamed of his foolishness. I’m not surprised he kept his remarriage a secret.

“Do you approve?” I ask.

Nikki smiles. “Yes, I do. You’ll like her.”

The dinner cart in the hall, I break out the after-dinner booze and we settle into the lounge chairs. There is a brief attempt at normal conversation and then a pause. Nikki sips her drink.

“So, what did you see in the warehouse yesterday?

I put my drink down. “I saw you having sex. I didn’t mean to. I was there on a legitimate mission. I’d never spy on you.”

Nikki smiles. “I know. You never spied on me. Andy and I got up to a lot of things and neither you nor Mom ever caught us.”

Neither of my kids were into drugs or booze, so whatever she was alluding to had to be pretty tame. Still, I couldn’t let her know I had no idea.

“Maybe your parents caught you, but never said anything.”

Nikki put her drink down. “Well, I guess we’re even. It seems your daughter is a lot like her parents. The reason my guy and I are never going to split up is that we share an adventurous sex life.”

I cock my head. “That’s funny. Growing up, you were so, by-the-rules. You joined the Army because of its structure. Same thing with the cops. Now, you’re wild.”

Nikki laughs. “Like you and Mom? I grew up Dad — matured. I found out life isn’t all by the rules and if you live like that it’s boring. Besides, I’ve always loved sex. I fought my urges, had some lapses, but after the Army, I gave in, and I’ve enjoyed myself ever since. I took this job because it pays well, and I like my boss. No, I don’t fuck him. I’m sexy, not stupid, but the job does give me opportunities. I have a nuclear sex drive. I sense you’re the same. Charles and I knew it could be a problem with me away, so we did, I guess, what you and Mom did.”

Nikki pauses.

I take a turn. “Your Mom and I met at an orgy in college. We, uh, hit it off and we’ve been in that lifestyle since then. We backed off when you and Andy came along, but never stopped. We’ve had some ‘friends’.” I do the air quotes with my fingers. Nikki is hanging on my every word, her eyes urging me to tell her more.

“When I took this job, like you, we worried that our needs would not be met, and we decided to open our marriage. We’ve only played as a couple. Now, our policy is, ‘don’t ask, don’t tell, and be careful.'”

Nikki sits and smiles at me. I take a drink. “So, I guess we’re wingmen now? Each of us looking out for the other? This is why I always get a room with two queens.”

Nikki points to the bed Brooke and I wrecked. “The sex bed?”

“Yup. I leave a very big tip for housekeeping.”

Nikki laughs. “You should. You and Brooke destroyed that bed. You are so lucky. I always have to share a room, and usually, my partners are the same. That’s how Grant and I ended up in that warehouse. First time I’ve ever been caught. I’m glad it was by my father.”

We are on our second after-dinner drink, and we’d had wine with dinner ̶ just enough to erode the boundaries. “I feel the same. I’ve never been caught and now, my daughter has seen me in my weakest moment.”

Time slows. I feel we are headed somewhere. I know what I want ̶ and have for a long time ̶ but my daughter has to lead. I have to know.

Nikki leans back in her chair, speaks slowly. “Weakest? Don’t think so, Dad. I was impressed. You, too, are a very good lover.”

I blush. I feel like a kid getting caught masturbating. “Well, thank you, I guess. Never thought I’d get sex-performance reviews from my daughter, but thanks. In return, I will say that you too are an enthusiastic lover.”

My daughter blushes too. It’s cute, in a fucked-up, outside-the-boundary’s way. Nikki sighs, stands up, walks to the wall of glass. Looking out onto the city as she speaks.

“You know what I hate?”

“Tell me.”

She pauses. “Condoms. I hate them. When my husband and I fuck, no rubbers and it’s great. I know it has to be ̶ you never know ̶ but I’d love to have a lover on these trips that I could fully enjoy.”

Even in her utility uniform, my daughter was hot. My mind undresses her, has her back in that warehouse in the too-dim light, fucking. My penis grows and I make no attempt to hide it. She’s seen it already, so a bulge in my shorts is nothing.

“I agree. I use them for the same reason. Many times, it’s the price of admission. My partners won’t fuck without them.”

Nikki laughs, still facing the wall of glass. “Price of admission. Good double entendre, Daddy.”

Daddy? Interesting. I take a drink and say nothing. Nikki gazes out the window. It is dark now, the city a sea of lights. I can’t see much since the room is well-lit. The silence hangs for a few moments. I hear my daughter take a deep breath.

“You know what I like to do?”

No answer seems necessary, so I stay quiet.

“I like to leave all the lights on in my room and strip, wondering if there is some man, woman, or couple watching me. It turns me on.”

My daughter tugs her polo shirt out of her belt, letting it fall loose over her pants. She keeps looking out the window.

“What you and I need, Father is a partner ̶ a regular partner for business trips. Somebody we trust so that condoms would not be necessary.”

Nikki’s hands go to her waist, and I hear the metallic clatter of her belt being undone.

The loose ends of her belt hang out from under her untucked shirt. I lean back in my chair, the prominent bulge of my erection in plain sight.

“That would be ideal, but all shows are different, with no consistent people or locations. Nice dream though.”

Nikki puts her hands on the bottom hem of her shirt and pulls it off, letting it flutter to the floor. She has a white half-cup, bra, open netting with lace on the sides. Her breasts are full and round. Her nipples sit long and proud above the cup. She is still looking out the window.

“Not true, Daddy.”

‘Daddy’ again. We are there. That so-called elephant in the room. We both know exactly what she is talking about.

“I’m your father.”

Nikki leans over, her breasts hanging, as she slips off her socks.

“I’m twenty-nine, not twelve — a fully consenting adult.”

“It’s more than that, and you know it. Sex changes a relationship — complicates it. If things go badly, you can’t walk away. It’s family.”

Nikki’s hands go to her waist. I hear the buzz of the zipper going down and watch as her utility pants blossom and fall to her ankles.

I white thong, all lace, with a wide waistband and a thin strand bisecting her perfect ass. My daughter bends over to get her feet out of her pants, giving me a clear view of her sex behind the thin lace and the jewel end of a butt plug. My breathing is deep. She doesn’t shave or trim. It’s like she knows what turns me on. Seeing her full womanly bush pressing the thin fabric, slipping out from behind the lace. My cock throbbed. I want to take her, but it has to be her choice. A show isn’t an invitation. Nikki kicks her pants away and stands in front of the window.

“Maybe somebody is watching. I bring binoculars and I’ve gotten some good shows myself. Sometimes, I masturbate at the window watching others fuck in their rooms with the curtains open. I’m sure I’ve been watched, and it turns me on.”

My daughter reaches behind her, grasping the thin strands of her bra.

“Our family is different. I’m sure you’ve had urges. I know I have.”

“It is still taboo.”

Nikki’s bra comes loose in her hands. Her breasts barely move, her nipples long and hard. She casually drops the bra on the floor, still focusing out the window.

‘”Taboo?’ Really? Where the fuck did you find that word? Incest, Father. We are talking about incest. Having sex with your family.”

I shift in my chair. Maybe I’m too careful, but I need a clear sign. “Which is also illegal, and for very good reasons.”

Nikki stands in just that thong. I adore her tall, trim body. Her fingers capture her nipples, rolling them. “Oh fuck, that goes right to my pussy.” She says. Her hands move down to the waistband of that white lace thong. “Not illegal in this state and only taboo to keep bloodlines clean. Consenting adults, Father.”

The scent of her excitement caresses my nose. My daughter is wet, but neither offering nor asking.

As I watch, my daughter slips her fingers inside the lace waistband and slides it down her long legs, bending over at the waist and giving me a clear view of her wet and open vagina and the red jewel just above it. She stays bent over, facing the glass.

“Skeeter introduced my ass to cock. It’s the only thing I have to thank him for.”

I ignore her teasing.

“It’s not that easy. Feelings change-circumstances change.”

Nikki stands up. “My feelings have been the same since high school. My changing circumstances have not changed those feelings. The only change will be a deeper affection displayed in a physical way.”

Nikki takes three steps to the ‘fuck bed’, the jewel of that plug peeking from between the hard flanks of her magnificent ass. She whisks the blanket and sheet off. Her back to me, she gets on the bed on her hands and knees, her legs extending off the end of the bed. Her pussy is open, begging to be filled. Her pubic hair glistens with her need, her face presses into the sheets. She whispers. “Please fuck me, Daddy.”

I stand up, the chair squeaking, telegraphing my action. Nikki’s breath catches. She says nothing. I strip off my shirt and toss it on the bed in front of her. Her breathing is deeper now, her breasts heaving. Her eyes still forward. I slide off my shorts and briefs, tossing them on top of my tee shirt. I wait. The muted sound of the city is the backdrop to our audible breathing. I see Nikki clench her pussy. It is time.

“Roll over and move up,” I growl.

Nikki crawls forward and rolls onto her back, pulling herself wide as I climb onto the bed and settle on my knees between her legs. Our eyes meet. I reach out and cup her face with my hand.

“I want to kiss you as I enter you for the first time.”

My daughter’s body quivers, and I see a flow of milky white trickle out of her.

“I love you, Daddy.”

I slip my arms under her and cup her head, as I settle my hips and feel the tip of my erection touch her entrance. I lean over, our lips meet in a deep, wet kiss. She quivers again. I pull back, and look into her eyes.

“I love you, Nikki.” I say as I press my cock inside my daughter.

Her eyes roll up into her head and she gasps. I feel the flood around my naked cock. This is the only way to fuck.

Her eyes open. “Do it, please. Stick it all in me.”

I slide my full length into her. Hers is a velvet vice like no other.

“It feels so good.” I sighed.

“That’s because it is so wrong.” She replied.

Her long legs came up and around mine. “Oh, Father, this is so much better than I ever imagined.”

“So wrong, baby. But it feels so good.”

I want to ram her, ravage her, but I go slowly to savor her firm body. The feeling of my penis sliding in and out. Feeling the grip of her vagina, the scent of her lust. We are both sweating. Our eyes meet. “Fuck me hard, father. We’ll make love later.” I moved back, grabbed her legs, pinned them to her chest. She growled. “Do it, father, fuck your little girl.”

My hands push her legs back for leverage and I ram my cock into my daughter as fast and as hard as I can. Nikki’s eyes roll back, she orgasms again, flooding my cock. I fuck her more, she cums more. The bed groans. Our bodies slap as I fuck her. I have never enjoyed a woman as much as I enjoy being inside my daughter.

Our faces touching, kissing, then just staring.

“I love you so much, Nikki.” I say as my cock rams her pussy.

“Show me, Father. Cum in me.”

That did it. I howl, drive deep, and as I feel her body quiver and the flood pours out, I orgasmed. I shake from the electric pulse as cum surged from my cock deep inside Nikki. I give her four hard spurts, but I keep plunging until I grow soft.

I withdraw and fall over next to her. We lay silent, panting. Nikki takes my hand.

“That was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“Me too. If you hadn’t asked me to, I never would have.”

“I’ve always wanted you to take me.”

“Fathers don’t do that.”

Nikki rolls over on top of me, her hair wet, her eyes glowing.

“But lovers do. Let’s shower.”

A lover’s shower is a beautiful thing. You explore every inch of their body under a cascade of warm water. My daughter’s body is a work of art: hard, yet soft, her skin perfect. I bathe her, starting from her toes, which I take into my mouth. She giggles. “Oh fuck, that’s nice.”

Caressing her calves with soapy hands, and the back of her knees. Nikki panting, opening her legs to me, permitting me, asking me with no words to touch her. She turns, facing the wall as my hands bathe her hard thighs. Her ass in my hands, I let the water rinse the soap as I drop to my knees.

I gently press her flanks open. The plug is gone, leaving her bare. I press my face in, tongue extended, touching her star. She gasps. “Ohhhhhh fuuuucckkk. Nobody has ever done that.”

I press hard, my tongue forcing in, my hands clamped on her hips for leverage. My fingers slide inside her vagina, wet open. I hook a finger forward on that spot as I jam my tongue past the ring.

She’s shaking, gyrating. I push her into the wall as she climaxes over my hand, and I feel her clench her asshole on my tongue.

“Stop. Please stop.” She begs.

I rise. She turns, and hugs me. “You’ve wrecked me. Your turn.”

“But I haven’t licked your pussy,” I plaintively whine.

She smiles. “Later, Father. We have a few days. Now, just enjoy.”

My daughter washes my hair; her lithe body presses against me. Her full breasts press against my chest, her hard nipples boring in. My erection nestles in her untamed pubic hair. She leans in; we kiss, washing pauses, while we embrace. Our tongues wrestle; we pant into each other’s mouths. My penis twitches, trying to get even harder, clamped between our naked bodies. Nikki pulls back, her lips brushing mine as she rasps, “So much energy. I’ve wanted this for so long. It is more than I ever imagined.”

“Me too.” I reply. My daughter laughs, breaking the moment.”Me too? “How fucking romantic, Father.”

She takes the small bar of soap, runs it through the hair on my chest, lower – teasing, but not touching, smiling up at me as she drops to her knees.

She washes each leg, slowly. My cock twitches in her face. She ignores it. Her hands move up, fractions from my taut scrotum, moving around, behind, over my flanks. A soapy finger finds my hole, and toys with it. I gasp.

“You like?” she whispers.

“I like it a lot.” I reply.

Her finger is poised at my star, she opens her mouth, moving it over my cock, but not touching. She moves back and, looks up.

“I’m going to suck my father’s cock now. I want him to fuck my face and cum in my mouth.”

My knees buckle as her warm, wet lips caress my cock. I feel her mouth moving down, taking more, taking more of her father’s erection into her mouth, wanting it.

My hands are full of her hair; the endless hot water pours over us “Oh, Nikki baby. Suck daddy’s cock.”

She moans, and I feel her hard tongue running along the bottom of my cock. I don’t know how I’ve held out this long. I want to cum–cum in my daughter’s hot fucking mouth.

She gags and spits. She had all of me, briefly. I look down. She’s on her knees, looking up at me, water splashing off her face. “I almost had it all, Father.”

She pauses from sucking me, goes lower, and takes my sack in her mouth, her tongue pushing my balls around, as her soapy finger finds my hole again.

“That makes Dad cum really hard, baby.”

She mumbles, mouth full of testicle. “Better get ready.”

She looks up at me, soaping up a hand. I back up, out of the stream. Nikki smiles, reaches around, and slides her middle finger up my ass. Her other hand is around the base of my cock. Her mouth closes around the head, her tongue flashing over everything, her finger going deeper. She finds it: my prostate. A quiver goes through me.

“You got it, baby. Daddy’s magic spot.”

She knows. Her hand strokes me, as her mouth toys with the head of my cock. I’m close.

“Daddy’s gonna cum, baby.”

The finger wiggles; the hand clenches and strokes; the tongue flicks the underside of the head of my penis. I’m done. I grip her hair, gasping, shaking.

“Cumming, baby. Gonna cum in your hot little mouth.”

My cock twitches. Then I feel her fingers pinch the base of my cock as I try to ejaculate. The little devil. I’m shaking. She’s fingering my prostate. My dick twitches, trying to cum. Oh, the exquisite agony.

Her fingers release and I blast into her mouth. I feel like I am pissing cum I shoot so much, so hard. My hands go to the wall and door, trying to stay upright. Her finger slides out of my ass, and she lets go of my penis, letting me jet and jet and jet into her mouth.

She knows I’m done and lets my fading erection slide from her mouth. I look down. Her mouth is open, my cum piled on her tongue. She closes her mouth, makes a show of swallowing, then smiles.

“Anytime, Father. Anytime.”

I help her up and we embrace. My mouth finds hers. She balks, but only until she knows I don’t care, and then we engage. Tongues plunge and wrestle; hands and arms pull bodies tighter. Finally, we break, smiling, lips barely touching.

“I love you now more than ever, Father.”

I run my hand through her soaked hair. “I love you, Nikki. I’ve always loved you as a daughter, and now, as a lover.”

We leave the shower and dry each other—slowly, carefully. As I dry Nikki’s legs, I press my mouth against her pussy. She sighs. “Oh, Father. I want to cum on your face.”

She leads, I follow ̶ to the ‘fuck bed’. Nikki tosses a pillow in the middle, climbs up, parks her perfect ass on top, lies back, and spreads those delicious legs. She giggles.

“Eat me, Daddy. Lick my pussy ’till I cum.”

I lie on my belly between my daughter’s legs, looking at her vagina. It is beautiful. Her inner lips are long and open, their skin pink. She still carries the scent of the shower, but under it, I catch her feral, woman-in-lust tang. My mouth is almost touching, I’m breathing on her pussy, as the hairs move and her vagina clenches.

“Please,” she squeaks. Her hips press up, needy.

I run my tongue up each side of her opening. She’s panting, writhing — trying to get my tongue on her labia. I hold her down. She groans.

“I hate you, Father.”

I pull back, move my hands up, press down on her abdomen, and then put my mouth against her vagina, extending my tongue. She fills my mouth, nearly howling. I swallow, and keep licking her, pressing on her belly. She cums again, her fingers digging into my arms, her hips thrashing. She tastes amazing and cums in waves of tart elixir, that fill my mouth. Her pubic hair is full and dense and tickles my face.

I move my hands up her belly, capture a nipple and pinch. Nikki gasps and, cums again. She’s helpless under me, lying there writhing, moaning, cumming. I move my mouth up, feeling the hard bud of her clitoris. I slip a finger in under my chin. In and up I go, feeling that spongy spot.

She’s gasping thrashing, cumming constatnly as my finger presses her G-spot and my mouth sucks her clit. Then, screaming, she grabs my head, bucks her pussy up into my face, and fills my mouth one more time before pushing my head away.

I stand. My daughter is a sweaty mess on the soaked sheets. She raises a hand, and waves it at me weakly, smiling through sweaty hair.

“I hate you, Father.”

It’s after midnight. We shower again and crash[jk1].

The display space doesn’t open until nine, so I have time to go work out in the morning. As I run on the treadmill, I relive last night. I have no guilt. I should, but it’s just not there. Should I ask Nikki if she has any second thoughts? I smile. I already know the answer. I shut off the treadmill. I’m doing the wrong workout.

I card the door and step in, still sweaty from my run. My daughter is standing next to the bed, her bra on and her hands behind her back ready to clasp it.

We both stop and, lock eyes. Nikki smiles for a second, bu then frowns. She’s up to something.

“Daddy! You’re supposed to knock.”

I step closer, falling into the roleplay. “It’s my house, sugar. I go where I want. You have been very bad.”

Nikki, still holding her bra over her breasts, says. “No, Daddy, I’m not being bad.”

Now I’m in her space. “Oh? Then why do you prance around in your underpants and bra? That’s naughty for an eighteen-year-old girl.”

Nikki looks down. “I like the way you look at me — like the boys in high school do. But, it’s my daddy who I love and trust. I’m sorry Daddy, I didn’t mean to be mean.”

My hand shoots out, grabs the bra and yanks it out of my daughter’s hand. She yelps, and covers her breasts. “Daddy, stop. You can see my titties.”

I step back and growl. “No, I can’t, but I will. Lower your hands.”

With downcast eyes, she moves her hands down to her sides. Her nipples are fat and long, her breathing deep.

“Do you like them, Daddy? You can touch them if you’re gentle.”

I reach out, grasp the string on her panties and yank. The strands of fabric yield and it’s in my hand. Nikki gasps. “Daddy, I’m naked!”

So is my daughter’s pussy. She shaved. My cock twitches.

“You teased your father. Now you will be punished.”

I put my hand on her head, pressing down.

“On your knees, young lady.”

Nikki drops, staring at my erection; it’s tenting my running shorts.

“Take them down. See what you do to your father.”

Nikki slides my shorts down. I step out, shucking my shirt. I’m naked. Nikki is on her knees, her mouth inches from my cock.

“Touch Daddy’s penis. Hold it; stroke it.”

Nikki’s hand moves slowly. Her fingers brush my cock, pull away, then touch again, gently clasping my penis. I look past her hands and see the wet spot on the carpet under heer pussy. My cock twitches.

“It’s hard but soft, Daddy.”

“Put it in your mouth, daughter.”

Nikki’s hand snaps back. “No Daddy, no. You pee here! That’s dirty.”

“DO IT!”

Nikki opens her mouth to answer, and I jam my cock in. Her tongue caresses me as her hands press against my abdomen, faking resistance. I hold her head, and push more cock in. She fakes gagging. I pull back. My cock slips out of her mouth.

“How was that, daughter?”

Nikki wipes her mouth and, looks up. “I kinda liked it, but you gotta be nice.”

“Get on the fucking bed. I’m not done with you.”

Nikki crawls onto the bed, looking at me over her shoulder. “Daddy, are you going to fuck me?”

I get on the bed, then flip her off her hands and knees. She lands on her back, throws her legs open, then snaps them shut.

“Daddy, you saw my vagina.”

I knee walk, shoving her legs wide. My cock is rampant.

“Daddy’s gonna do more than look. Are you a virgin?”

Nikki puts a fingertip to her mouth. “Yes, Daddy.”

I put my fingers against her pussy. She’s drenched. “Have you put anything in your pussy?”

Nikki is panting. “Mommy’s toy, Daddy. It feels good.”

I move forward. The tip of my cock nestled in her lips. “Mommy’s toy is the same size as Daddy’s cock. My daughter is ready.”

I lie over her, as she protests. “No, no, you’re my Daddy.”

Eye-to-eye, I growl, “And now, you’re my plaything.”

I ram my cock up Nikki’s pussy. She woofs and cums, flooding our union.

“Oh Daddy! Oh, Daddy! That feels sooo good.”

My weight is on her; I’m fucking her. I hear the slap of our skin; smell the sweat.

“Daddy loves his baby girl. Cum for Daddy, baby.”

She does. I pull out and rise. “Roll over. I want to fuck you from behind.”

Nikki moves slowly, rubbing her pussy. “You were fucking me hard, Daddy.”

I grab her trim hips and place my cock at her entrance. “Daddy’s gonna fuck you harder now. I need to cum.”

I jam my cock in and set a furious pace, slamming my hips into hers. She grunts with every impact. It’s all too much.

“Daddy’s gonna cum in you, daughter.”

Nikki fights me, trying to get out from under me. “No, Daddy. I’ll get pregnant!”

I’m there. I go deep, pulling her hips against me as my cock bursts deep inside my daughter. She’s moaning, her face in the sheets, cumming all over my cock.

I pull out, move off the bed. Nikki rolls over, smiling, pointing at me.

“You, Father, are the dirtiest, filthiest, nastiest man I have ever known. I’ve never cum so hard.”

I extend my hand, helping her off the bed. “We’re going to be late. Quick shower, but behave.”

Nikki walks ahead of me. “No problem. Meet you here for lunch[jk2]?”

**

Thus began my affair with my daughter. It was, and is, intensely satisfying. It was obvious that something was going on between us, but we had different last names and we refrained from any public displays– no warehouse fucking.

That day at lunchtime I didn’t see Nikki. We hadn’t made a plan to hook up.

I card the room, step in, and walk down the short hall by the bathroom. Nikki was bent over the bed, her pants and thong at her ankles, her pussy wet and open and full of fingers. The jewel of the butt plug reflects the light. My cock grows as I speak.

“Oh. Oh, I’m sorry. I don’t know how this happened, I have the wrong room.”

Nikki leaps up and turns, pauses, smiles. “Do you have an erection from watching a stranger masturbate?”

“I apologize, but yes, I do.”

Nikki turns away and bends back over the bed. “Then you have the right room, old man. Come over here and fuck me.”

It is good– hard and fast. Nikki talks the whole time. “Does your wife know you fuck girls at these things? My husband doesn’t know. Harder, old man. Fuck me like you hate me.”

I pound my daughter into that bed and groan as I cum. My cock and balls are covered in my daughter’s orgasm. I smack her ass and stagger back.

Nikki, her face still in the sheets, “Get lost old man, I’m done with you.”

An hour later, Nikki sidles up to me on the convention floor.

“My thong is full of your cum. Thank you, Father. I owe you.”

I slip my arm around my daughter’s waist. “You have the dirtiest ideas of any woman I’ve ever known.”

Nikki slips out of my grasp, winks, and walks away.

It’s after closing. We’re both in the room. Nikki has moved into mine, and we don’t bother with clothes. I’m mixing us drinks.

“Nikki, we need ice.”

She picks up the plastic bin. “Should I go like this?”

I reach out and squeeze one of her long nipples. “I’d love that, but there’s too many people from the show here.”

Nikki slips on a robe and goes for ice. I throw the bolt on the door so it doesn’t lock.

I’m standing at the floor-to-ceiling window when Nikki returns.

“Oh shit. I’m sorry. I have the wrong room!”

I turn to face her. My mind has been on how it was going to feel sliding my penis inside my daughter, so my cock is hard.

“Yes, you do. I’m sorry. Let me put something on.”

Nikki smirks. “Dude, you’re way bigger than my old man. Put me on instead.” My daughter puts the ice bucket on the TV cabinet and lets the robe fall from her shoulders. I pretend to cover myself.

“What about your husband?”

Nikki drops to her knees in front of me and takes my cock into her wet, warm mouth. She sucks a few strokes and then pauses and looks up.

“He’s not my husband, he’s my father, and he can lick your cum out of my pussy when we’re done.”

Nikki has the flanks of my ass in her hands as she sucks my cock. She is an amazing cocksucker. I’m liking this play. “You have sex with your father?”

Nikki pauses, drool running down her chin. “Since I was eighteen. Daddy’s cock was my grad present from high school.”

She goes back to sucking and now has a saliva-soaked finger poking my hole. “But what about your mother.”

Nikki licks the head of my penis as those green eyes look up.

“She videos for our Only Fans page. Now, you gonna cum in my mouth, or what[jk3]?”

I fell into the blowjob zone and just let her finish. That finger slipped in and found my prostate. Faster than you can say,’ This is really wrong’ I am there.

“Cumming. I’m cumming in your dirty incest mouth, young lady.”

Nikki moans around my cock as I release three hard shots. Her finger slips from my ass as her tongue coaxes the last one. She leans back, looks up, and opens her mouth.

“Thanks. Now you can lick my shaved pussy.”

We fall out of role-play mode. Nikki gets up and we embrace, our mouths meeting in a deep, sustained kiss. She feels so good in my arms. I can’t believe that my cock is trying to get hard so soon. It’s not quite there yet. We pause, our faces touching, my half-hard penis against my daughter’s shaved sex.

“I love you so much, Dad.”

My hands slide down her back and clutch her perfect ass. “I love you, my daughter. More and more every day — and I’m glad we have a special way to show it.”

Nikki gives me another tongue kiss, moves to the bed, grabs a pillow, and slips it under her ass as she lies down, holding her legs open.

“Dad, please put your mouth where I pee and make me cum.”

I tease her, taking her foot and sucking her toes. I watch her pussy twitch, and a runner of milky white slips out.

“I love having my toes sucked, Dad.”

I run my tongue up each leg and along the crease between her vagina and leg. Nikki pants, trying to get my tongue on her pussy. I move away.

“You’re killing me, Father.”

I run my tongue up the inside of her left leg. At that crease I pause and, pull back. Nikki is panting, her head back, eyes closed. I extend my tongue. Position my mouth in front of her wet, open pussy and quickly press my face against her slit, jamming my tongue in.

“OOOOOOHHHHH FUUUUUUUCCK!” she yells, cumming in a flood. Her essence fills my mouth.

I swallow, stay there, and lick her pussy; my tongue on the opening of her vagina, where all the nerves are. I suck her clit, nipping it with my teeth. I lube a finger in her wetness and gently slide it in her ass. My daughter doesn’t squirt, but she cums in a flood. My cock is hard again.

I press her legs up and trail my tongue lower until it teases her star. Nikki quivers.

“Tonight’s the night, Dad. Do you want your daughter’s ass?”

I stand up, my cock rampant and needy. “Does this answer your question?”

Nikki giggles and pops off the bed, then walks to the bathroom, returning with a large bottle of lube in hand.

“You’re bigger than Skeeter, but I want my father to cum in my ass. It’s the final chapter — the last hole[jk4].”

I laugh, as Nikki massages lube on my cock. She gets a towel and spreads it on the ‘sex bed’. “This could get messy. I’m gonna need a lot of lube.”

My daughter gets on the bed, on all fours, her hard, round ass sticking up, her head on the sheets. “Grease me, dad. Be gentle. Fuck your daughter’s asshole.”

Such a filthy mouth. I love it.

Nikki purrs as I massage her puckered hole with lube. I slip one finger in, gently, pushing the lube, hooking my finger, and rotating. Nikki moans.

“Oh, you’ve done this before. You are so good. Another finger, please.”

I add more lube. It’s running down her legs, as I slowly press two slippery fingers inside her rear. She is tight and warm, and wiggling.

“I’m ready. Put your cock in my ass.”

I take my non-lubed fingers and massage her drenched pussy, shoving them in and rotating. Nikki cums in a gush. “Oh, fuck that’s good.”

I get on the bed, move between her legs and touch her star with the head of my cock. Now, the tough part: pushing in — opening that tight ring.

“Are you ready, my daughter?”

Nikki, panting. “Do it, Dad. Open my asshole with your cock.”

My hands grasp her hips for leverage. I push; she groans; I push some more. Yeilding, her ring opens and the head of my erection pops in.

“Ahhh. Stop there, Dad. Let me get used to your cock.”

I pause, dying to plunge deeper. I move just a little. Nikki twitches. “I know you want to fuck my ass, Dad, but be patient. Give me a little more.”

I push another inch or so inside her. She moans. “So full. So fuckin’ big.”

I’m not that big, but I suppose that up her ass, I feel huge. I slide another inch in.

“Okay, Dad, give me all of your cock, nice and slow.”

My daughter’s ass is so incredibly warm and tight. I want to cum. I press in until my hips touch her ass. I stop, feeling her pulse around my cock.

“You are so tight and warm, baby.”

She’s lying on one shoulder now, her other hand on her pussy.

Nikki is panting. “And so fucking full. Man, you have a big dick.”

“You want me to pull out?”

I feel her fingers massaging her pussy. “Don’t you fucking dare.” She pants. “Do it. Fuck me. Nice and easy.”

I fuck my daughter’s ass in a slow rhythm. I want to cum. She’s so tight and warm and this is the ultimate taboo. I’m panting. Nikki cums under me, gasping. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. So good. Faster, Dad. Do it. Fuck me.”

I clamp my hands on her hip bones and plunge my cock deeply, out, and in, faster, wanting that feeling, wanting to cum deep in her ass.

“Nikki baby. Daddy’s gotta cum.”

Nikki panting, coming again. “Do it, Dad. Cum in my fucking ass.”

That’s it. I slap my hips against her sweaty ass and gush cum deep inside her. Best orgasm I’ve had in months – so wrong, so good. I just stay coupled deep as my penis jets over and over, my daughter twitching under me.

Finished, I slowly pull my fading erection from the slippery grasp of her ass. Her sphincter stays gaped as I lean back. I touch her. “I love your ass, daughter.”

Nikki collapses on the bed. “I love you, Dad, but we can’t do that too often. I swear my hole’s gonna be open all night.”

“Mmmmmm,” I reply.

Nikki laughs. “Don’t even think about it, old man. You can have my pussy, but the back ramp is closed for business.”

She squeezes and a runner of cum slips out of her ass. “But it was soooo good,” she says.

I slap her ass. “Shower time, little girl.”

We shower and behave, both of us satiated by our lovemaking. We dry each other and lie on the bed.

“When was the first time you thought of me sexually?” I ask.

Nikki, on her back, staring at the ceiling. “High school, my senior year, just after my eighteenth birthday. I saw you naked. You were getting out of the shower. I peeked in the door. I’d never seen a real penis and was curious.”

“I never knew.”

Nikki laughs. “Good. I probably would have freaked out if you made a move. I was so conflicted. How about you? When?”

“About the same time. I watched you grow up and suddenly, you weren’t a little girl anymore. You were a woman, with curves and pubic hair.”

Nikki nudged me. “Did you steal my dirty panties, Daddy?”

“No, I thought about it, but couldn’t. I was very conflicted. I did see you naked once. I masturbated over it, filled with a mix of lust and shame. Once you went off to college, it got easier, but my desire for you never left.”

My hand fondle my penis, nudging it to erection. I look over. Nikki has her hand on her pussy, a finger inside. Our eyes meet.

“The show ends tomorrow.” I say, “I don’t know when we’ll be able to meet again. I want to make love to you.”

Nikki runs her hand over my face, her fingers filled with the scent of her excitement. “Please make love to me, Dad. Slowly. You know how I like it.”

I move over her, slipping my hands under her shoulders and cupping her head. She brings her legs up around my thighs as my cock nestles at her entrance.

Our lips brush as I say, “I love you so much, my daughter.”

“I love you more, Dad,” She replies as I press my cock inside her.

“Ohhhhh, fuuuuuck. So good,” she moans.

The wet vise of her vagina massages my cock as I slide in and out, slowly, savoring every sensation. Nikki is panting, moaning, cumming.

Our pace increases, the need to cum overwhelming our pledge of patience.

Our foreheads touch, my sweat dripping onto her. Her eyes are wide.

“Oh fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.”

“I’m cumming, baby,” I pant.

“Fill me, Dad.”

Clamping my body to hers, I push in and hold, savoring the sensation of my cum jetting deep inside. I twitch and gasp, not wanting the feeling to end.

Finished, I stay inside her. “I love you, baby.”

Nikki runs her hands through my hair. “Our dirty, private secret.”

We shower quickly and collapse into bed. The next morning, we have overslept and have to scramble. It is going to be a busy day.

The hall empty and clean, Nikki and I stand off in one corner. My truck is parked next to hers. We hug.

“Til next time?”

Nikki slips her lips onto mine. “Maybe sooner. I haven’t visited my parents in forever.”

I press my hard bulge against her mound, as our tongues tangle. I pull back, our lips touching. “That would be very dangerous.”

Nikki rubs her mound on my bulge. “And it would make me cum so fuckin’ hard.”

I drive home that night and fuck my wife like I just got out of prison. Yes, I love them both.

A month later, Bonnie and I are quietly celebrating our wedding anniversary. We were naked. We usually are at home, and tonight we had planned a fuck marathon — sex in every room of the house. The doorbell rings. Bonnie checks the “Ring” camera.

“It’s the kids.”

I’m already up and reaching for the robes we left out, just in case. “Did they say they were coming by?”

“No,” Bonnie replies as she heads to our room. “You greet them. I’m gonna go put real clothes on.”

I open the door. Nikki and Andy are on the step, with big smiles and a gift-wrapped box. “Surprise,” Andy says, as I step aside to let them in.

As Nikki passes me, her hand slips into my robe and touchs my cock. I glared. She smiles.

Bonnie is back, wearing a skirt and a polo. “So, what got into you two and where are your other halves?”

Andy hugs his mother. “We decided that tonight would be about our parents. We’ll all come next time and tell you our stories. But tonight, it’s all about you.”

I excuse myself to dress.

The door to my room opens and Nikki slips in.

“Bad idea, kid.”

Nikki comes close and pulls up her skirt. No panties. My hand moves and cups her soaked sex. “I hate you, young lady.”

“I’ve been wet since Andy told me his plan. He and Mom are cooking. How fast can you be?”

I am already naked already. Nikki leans on the bed, and I am in her. It has been over a month, and she is just as tight and warm. I feel her finger on her clit as I concentrate on how great her pussy feels. I’m getting ready to cum.

“Cummin’, baby,” I whisper.

“Love you, Dad.” Nikki rasps as she orgasms.

I pull out and grab a pair of briefs to get most of our mess. Nikki stands, letting her skirt drop, and slips out the door. Five minutes — a personal record.

The kids brought food. The four of us make a simple dinner with it. At one point, Nikki is standing at the island making the salad. I notice a thick stream of our cum running down the inside of her leg. I slide my hand up her leg, capturing the trail and, as Nikki turns, a quizzical look on her face, I slip my fingers into my mouth. She smiles.

As I turn back, I see Andy watching. He turns away; his face is expressionless.

We reminisce over the meal and two bottles of wine. Bonnie and I opened our gift which was a cruise to the islands. It has been a great evening.

The kids came in separate cars. Andy has to get up early and has already left. Bonnie, never a big drinker, has gone to bed. Nikki and I are cleaning up.

As I put the last dish away, Nikki turns me away from the counter and we hug. I pull her in tightly, our tongues wrestling, my cock rigid. I slip my hand under her dress and finger her. She moans into my mouth, breaks our kiss, and drops to her knees. She looks up at me, as she unsnaps my pants and pulls down my fly.

“That was a nice fuck, Dad. Now let me give you a present.”

In my kitchen, with my wife just down the hall, my daughter is sucking my cock. It is incredible. The risk makes it so much more exciting. She holds my cock with one hand while the other clenches my ass, pulling me in. I Look down and see her mouth moving back and forth. I feel her tongue on the head of my erection. I hear the sound of her mouth, slurping, and suddenly, it’s was all too much.

“I’m cumming, Nikki.”

She moans, and I hold her head as I release. Nikki massages my balls, making sure she gets every drop. She gently re-dresses me and stands up. We kiss. I like tasting myself in my daughter’s mouth. I walk her to the door and step out on the front porch with her.

“So, we have a show in a month.”

Nikki smiles. “Not soon enough.”

I slip my hand under her dress and gently rub her. “We’ll manage. Thank you for tonight.”

Nikki rubs my cock through my pants. “No, thank you, Dad.”

“So before the next show, Mom and I want you to come by with your spouse so we can meet him.”

Nikki leaned in and gently kissed me as she said.

“You just did.”

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