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A phAMeeLi PACTIt was one of those fantastically languid moments. The intensity ofthe orgasm left my mind blank, spent. My whole body was weak as Ilay on the couch, afraid that I might just flow off it into a puddleon the floor. I open my eyes and see my wife’s back, lightly tanned,and the twin, creamy firm orbs of her paler buttocks, mechanically,automatically, rising and falling over my softening cock. Nina isstill milking the last out of her intensely powerful orgasm… but Iam totally spent.I hear a noise, and there in the doorway is Sue, our youngestdaughter. Only a girl, yet so grown-up-looking and womanly-wise..She has been watching us make love… watching my long, thick cockpound up inside her mother’s clasping, bouncing cunt until finally weboth achieved the delicious release we were striving for.Young Sue stares at us through passion-glazed eyes, her ownvoyeuristic arousal patently obvious. The crotch of her whiteleotard has bunched between the lips of her young pussy, and herwetness has stained through, to sensuously darken the thin strip offabric pulled tightly into her slit. She is such a gorgeous-lookinggirl, her long, blonde hair cascading down her back, her long,slender legs muscular and tanned. I feel the need to say somethingto my wife, warn her that our daughter is watching us make love…but I’m so spent that I cannot speak. Somehow it doesn’t seem wrongto let her watch. It all seems so… so natural.My cock softens so that the head drops out of the grasp of my wife’stight clinging cunt and thuds against my stomach. It is oiled withour fluids, gleaming in the light of the fire that burns next to us.Nina’s rhythmic motion is so subtle now I can only discern it fromthe contractions of her shoulders, I cannot detect the small rise andfall of her body. She still straddles me, and beneath the cleft ofher buttocks I can see the stringy droplets resulting from ourfriction spilling from her and sticking to the dewy hair on my upperthighs. Her right hand reaches behind her, between her partedthighs, and I feel Nina’s fingers curl around my limp prick. I canfeel her fingertips adhere to the goo that coats my cock, and thetightness of the sticky bond when she pulls her hand away.Nina lifts herself off me, swinging her leg over my chest. I can seeher thighs gleam from our spill. She walks over to the chair wherethe towel lies spread, our pubic hair s**ttered and stuck to thethreads by the shaving lubricant we used earlier. From hersilhouette projected on the wall I watch as Nina wipes herself clean.I look around the shadowy room with the flicking flames casting avaried depth of light, but cannot see Sue. Nina leaves, afterfinding the towel was soiled, to wash herself. I lie naked on myback and close my eyes.I remember our love-making.I can feel the walls of Nina’s cunt engulf me, slipping over myerection like a soft suede glove flexes and grips my fingers. Andthe way the muscles of her vagina rippled over the length of cockonce it was fully embedded in her. At that moment I was lost,clenching and unclenching my scrotum and feeling the vibrations pulsealong my length. My eyes closed. Nina pulsing my cock. I don’tknow where I was, somewhere in the agony before the ecstasy. Anotheruniverse. Then I feel one of Nina’s fingers joining my cock in hercunt. Tonight she feels the not infrequent need to really have hercunt really stretched. It felt good.Nina’s cunt massaged me, her finger massaged me, the nail at its endscratching against the underside of my cock head, its hardness mutedby the wetness of Nina’s secretions. It was so weird. I just laythere, trying to control my eruption. Then Nina spasmodically roseand dropped hard onto my prick. I knew she was coming. Her fingerpressed against my cock and her palm ground against her clit with therhythm of our fucking, and I came too.I return to the present. Reliving that orgasm, each sensation issome catharsis to reenter the real world. My brain is here. Theroom is dark, and only red embers glow from the fire place. The woodis damp and the room smoky, it reminds me of the wet Appalachianapple orchards of the harvest times of my youth. Naked I throw somemore logs on the coals and stoke the fire. The little light from thefireplace emits a gauzy reflection off the window panes, but I see aslender figure beyond them on the screen porch. The flames behind mewarm my back and backside, but my chest feels cold. I can almostfeel the damp coldness wash over from the lake through the closed door.Sue does not turn when I come out to the porch, but stares at the icedark lake water, or perhaps the fast-moving cumulus clouds that arethe silver lining of a starry sky. For the first time I hear thewind whistling. I feel I must talk to my daughter, say something toher… explain… anything. I sense that she is troubled by what shesaw, but I don’t know if it is embarrassment, guilt or even jealousy.I put my hands on her shoulders, in a fatherly gesture. She doesnot flinch, she knows I am there. I want to press my body againsther, but she is obviously upset… there should be space here now.It is hard for both of us to come to terms with the intimacy she haswitnessed. I suddenly have an uncontrollable urge to share it withher.Sue has shared our parental love for her, but never actuallywitnessed our physical love until now. It’s as if she’s been in ourlives, loving us both, but in a cameo role. I can understand theindignant flexing of her back, and the way her shoulders melt into mypalms. I ask Sue if she would like to come back inside, now that thefire is roaring. It is cold out here.She turns, and for the first time realises that I am still naked.Her eyes seem to sparkle mischievously in the firelight and I seem todetect a tiny smile lift the corners of her mouth as my cock brushesinadvertently against her thigh. I shiver at the momentary contact,but not because of the cold. Come on inside, I tell her with a grin,before your poor old Dad catches pneumonia. I sit her on the couchin front of the fire and go in search of my wife.Nina is in the kitchen. I tell her everything, except the fact thatthe idea of our own daughter watching us have sex canlı bahis actually turned meon. But Nina is no fool. She nuzzles my neck and whispers; “Youwant to fuck her, don’t you?” What can I say. I shrug my shouldersnon-committally and just stare at her stupidly. I could neversuccessfully lie to Nina.”It’s okay, leave everything to me,” she whispers, “Now go keep hercompany while I get us some drinks.” I shake my head in disbelief,but do as Nina says. I always have.Sue is still on the couch where I left her, fidgeting uneasily. Wesit beside one another, separated by a palm width of propriety, shein her gleaming leotard while I am still naked. I watch as the lightfrom the burning logs flickers over her beautiful face. She has hermother’s fair looks, serene yet with a tantalizing hint of devilmentabout her. There are freckles on her cheeks that almost glow as thetongues of flame lick outward in the fireplace. I can feel mydaughter’s flush rise from the warmth of the blaze before us. I longto savour that young a****l heat rising from her tender flesh with myhands, but to feel it is inappropriate. We stare at the depth of thefire, apart, together.Nina comes into the room. She bears a tray with a bottle of wine andthree glasses and sets it down on the table in front of theoverstuffed couch catty corner to the Ottoman where I sit beside Sue.Nina is wearing a silk wrap around gown that barely reaches to thetop of her thighs and that is translucent in the roar of the fire.Nina’s light brown hair drops over this fine material and seems to beorganic, pulsing in the light of the flames. She tells me to cleanmyself, and I realize that our outpourings have gelled on my lowerbody. I leave, as instructed and wash my genitals in the sink of ourwhite tiled bathroom. The warm water from the faucet flows over mynether parts, the bar of soap cleaning the evidence our strenuouscoupling away with its bubbling lather. In the bedroom I find a pairof grey cotton drawstring pants and a black T-shirt and put them on.Five minutes have passed when I return to the room. From the top ofthe varnished stairs I can see the fire has ebbed, and that Nina andSue sit close together on the couch. Their bodies are white, but theluminesce of Nina’s gown glares over the whiteness of Sue’s bodysuit. Their arms and heads are dull shadows, Sue’s blonde head anightlight, Nina’s light brown hair a texture in the penumbra of herradiance. I walk down the stairs behind the couch. For a moment Ithink that Sue is crying. Her head is almost buried into the crotchof her mother’s armpit, and Nina is caressing Sue’s back. My barefeet let me move silently across the hardwood floor but Nina looks upas I approach. I catch her glance and its message.Slowly Nina’s caresses pull the straps of Sue’s leotard off hershoulders. I place my hands on Sue’s neck, my fingers dwelling overits nape, tracing over the shape of the vertebrae. I help push thestraps down my daughter’s upper arms and palm the corner of eachshoulder with each hand, as I held her earlier on the porch. Again Iwant to press my body against her back. Nina nuzzles Sue’s cheek andneck. I watch as Nina slowly works the top of Sue’s leotard down. Ican see from my vantage point, behind the couch, the creamy swell ofher firm young breasts emerge to the light. Sue’s nipples aredistended, almost like grub worms, in their erectness. I long topinch them, or at least cup her breasts like I do her shoulders, butinstead I watch as Nina’s nose and mouth trace a line of kisses andpressure to the cleavage between Sue’s breasts.For a moment I am entranced. Watching my wife in an intimate embracewith our daughter is hard to believe, but the sight is an incredibleturn-on. I watch as my daughter’s young breasts are revealed in alltheir glory. She is so young and perfect. I feel drawn to her,compelled to worship her gorgeous young body as my wife is doing, soI kneel on the floor. I press my face under her hair and kiss thespace against her neck that Nina just recently vacated. I can feelSue’s breath expelling downwards on to my face, with its aromas ofShiraz, apple and Nina. I close my eyes and bury my face behindSue’s left ear, drowning in the sea of my daughter’s silky blondehair.Blinded, my left hand explores on its own. I sense it tracing downSue’s forearm and can see in my mind’s eye it forays over Sue’sspeckled tanned skin. Instinctively I know that Nina has moved on.As I kiss Sue’s hair line behind her ear, my hand bridges that gapbetween her ulna and ribs and my fingers feel the crease where herleft breast meets her chest. My fingers reach upwards over thespherical incline until I feel her knotty nipple between the cleft ofmy middle and index finger. I squeeze my digits, clasping her breastand pinching Sue’s nipple warmly, not tightly. God, I am feeling upmy own daughter! Pure heaven.To check on Nina I remove my face from the nest of Sue’s hair. Ninais almost kneeling on the couch. Sue’s leotard has been pulled downto below her waist and rests tightly over her hips. My right handslips from Sue’s shoulder to mirror-image my left. It holds herbreast, and I gently pinch my fingers together and feel the stiffnubbins of my daughter’s nipples enveloped in the soft web of fleshbetween my longest fingers. Emboldened by her moans of arousal, mymouth finds hers, and we kiss. Sue’s eyes close when our lipsentwine, but I look down and watch as Nina’s tongue swirls around andinto Sue’s navel. A part of me can’t believe this is happening, as Iwatch my own wife pay homage to our teenage daughter with her mouth.I can see Nina pulling down the bunched leotard with her left hand,trying to bring it over Sue’s jutting pelvis, while her right handstrokes the tops of Sue’s thighs. Almost imperceptibly Sue’s legsbegin to widen. I kiss her harder, and think I see the damp spotover the crotch of her leotard expand. The sight is incrediblyarousing.Nina lifts her head from Sue’s stomach and kneels on the floor.Swiftly she lifts Sue’s legs over her head and lays them lengthwiseon the couch. This movement breaks my kiss with Sue, whose headfalls onto the seat of the sofa. I kneel in a vacuum behind thecouch. Nina bahis siteleri pulls at the leotard bunched at Sue’s waist, and I watchas Sue lifts her hips so as to allow her mother to fully undress her.I watch as the white clothing is stripped down Sue’s legs and hoopsthrough the final hurdle of her ankles. My eyes travel up mydaughter’s legs to her naked crotch. Her cunt-hair is almostnon-existent and in the dull fire-light, the blonde fuzz covering herplump mound is completely transparent.My cock leaps to attention at the sight of my little daughter’s sweetsex, so lewdly exposed. Nina rests her head on the tops of Sue’sthighs, and I gasp as my wife’s tongue extends and licks tentativelyat the girl’s naked cuntslit. Sue’s legs widen, almost reluctantly,and Nina’s tongue slides over the pebble-like clitoris and dartsbetween Sue’s outer labia. My fingers touch Sue’s temples, and tracedownwards over the outline over her cheekbone to her chin. She turnsher face so that her mouth can entrap my right index finger to thesecond knuckle and sucks its length hard. She gazes up at me as shedoes so, and the look of pure lust on her pretty little face tells methat she’d rather be sucking her Daddy’s cock.I escape Sue’s mouth. My fingers trace over the sharp outline of hercollar bone, and down the ridge between her breasts. Her skin issoft but somehow my fingertips can feel the dimple of every pore. Myhands are instinctively drawn to and dance over the incredibly firmmounds of my daughter’s breasts. I lean over the back of the couchand grasp a nipple in my mouth. I let my teeth clench it while mytongue washes it with my saliva. I pull my face away, still grippingthe erect flesh, almost trying to strip it of its skin, and then givethe same attention to its twin. My tongue then plies its tradearound the swollen aureoles at the base of each nipple. Sucking mydaughter’s nipples like this has my cock as hard as a rock. I canfeel it trying to escape through the waistband of my pants.Suddenly, Sue moans loudly and I feel her whole body shudder. When Ilook down, I can see Nina’s reddening cheeks. Nina’s whole mouth islocked around the opening of our daughter’s pussy and she is suckinglike she sucked my cock earlier, drawing the blood to Sue’s tissuesurface and sucking Sue’s aroused young clit. While I can’t see it Iknow that as she sucks, Nina’s tongue is working. I have seen mywife with other women before and I imagine her stiff, wrigglingtongue probing the tasty recesses of Sue’s hairless young pussy,darting deeply into our daughter’s tight little fuckhole, flickingmaddeningly at her engorged clit. I watch Sue’s stomach convulse,knowing what Nina is doing to the young girl with her tongue.Knowing that she is making her own daughter…our daughter…climaxinto her mouth.As Sue relaxes, Nina releases her cuntal kiss, and looks up at me,her lips and chin glistening with our daughter’s secretions. I standand step out of my pants. I walk to the front of the couch aftermoving the coffee table to give us some more room. I kneel next toNina, who is kissing and licking the area between Sue’s navel andslit, and kiss Sue. She is shaking, and it is hard for our lips topress together, but I feel her hand instinctively run up my thigh,gently touch my balls, and then ring her thumb and fingers around thebase of my cock. I feel her tiny fist follow my length, stoppingbeneath the flared head, gently squeezing. I can’t believe thefeeling. I have had many women fondle my erect prick before, butthis is my own sweet, sexy little girl… my daughter… my baby! Itfeels like I am having my cock touched for the very first time…Sue’s digits massage my foreskin, attempting to pull it over thestretching head of my prick. I can feel Sue pull me toward her.Nina moves aside to let me at our daughter and I crawl on the couch.All this time Sue’s fingers are locked around me, pulling, coaxing,squeezing. I look down into my daughter’s eyes and see my own a****llust reflected there. There is no need for me to ask. She wantsthis even more than I do! As I lower myself, Sue guides the head ofmy cock against the glistening folds of her young cunt, rubbing thehead once or twice through the slit before popping it eagerly intothe tight ring of her juvenile fuckhole.Pushing my hips forward, I enter her easily. Like any father, I amsomewhat disappointed. My little girl is not a virgin, and Isilently curse the boy (or man) who took that ultimate pleasure awayfrom me. However the feeling of loss lasts but a moment as my cockis gripped by my daughter’s little-used cunt-muscles. The walls ofher little pussy clasp my prick tightly but allow me to slide easilyinto her. This is not like the snug familiar confines of her mother.My baby’s pussy is hot, and wet and very, VERY tight!Slowly, so as not to hurt her tiny hole too much, I begin to thrustin and out. I enjoy every fold of Sue’s hot young flesh ripplingover my length. Her upper thighs grip my hips, and then slowly moveup my body, clenching my waist, then the lower reaches of my ribcage.I keep my thrusting slow, but then withdraw to swing her legs overmy shoulders, enter her again and feel the backs of her kneesclenching my shoulders. I will not speed up this slow deliberaterhythm, though I sense my daughter wants me to push harder and faster.Nina has lifted Sue’s head and now sits on the couch, cradling Sue’shead in her crotch. Nina’s robe has opened, and I can see theerectness of her pink nipples. I look at Nina’s face as she watchesme fuck our daughter. She is extremely excited and whispersencouragement as I begin to plow Sue’s hot, slippery little slit withmore and more force.”Fuck her!” snarls Nina. “Fuck her horny little cunt!” My wife’swords are incredibly exciting. And I stare into her wild,lust-filled eyes as I fuck our gorgeous willing daughter.In a motherly gesture, Nina wipes the sweat from Sue’s brow and herbody jerks slightly with each thrust of my cock into Sue. I canalmost taste the smell emanating from my daughter’s pussy as I fuckher, the moaning little girl seems to emanate sex from every pore ofher body, but I’m locked in my stare with Nina. I am about to cum inSue’s bahis firmaları tight, sucking cunt but Nina whispers; No, not yet, and shakesher head. Reluctantly I withdraw my cock from Sue, and stare downinto her wide young disappointed eyes apologetically.Nina instructs me to lie down and helps our daughter to climb on topof me. I lean back against the arm of the couch and watch as my wifemaneuvers our daughter over my cock. Sue squats on my glisteningcock, I can feel her middle finger against the underside of my shaftas she directs its length into her tiny cunt once more. The softfolds of her adolescent pussy-lips engulf my cockhead as Sue lowersherself onto me. The finger pressing against my prick enters with meand Sue cups my balls with the palm of her hand. Sue lifts and dropsin a slow rhythm that matches the slothful pace I took fucking hermother earlier.Sue’s eyes are closed, her cute little mouth open and panting. Ifeel her pubic bone crush against my own as she grinds her slenderyoung hips over my pumping pelvis. I can feel her adolescentcunt-walls gripping and ungripping me powerfully, much more tightlythan her mother, yet at the same time very familiar. Her tinybreasts are crushed against my chest, sweaty from our exertions.Sue’s elongated nipples rubbed against my own. I close my own eyesand start to fuck my cock up into her belly strongly. Just knowingthat it is my own, sweet, sexy little daughter who is bouncing hercunt down onto my raging prick is enough to make me come on the spot,but I try to hold back, wanting to make our first i****tuous fucktruly memorable.Nina’s hands intervene. She is behind our daughter, and cups Sue’sbreasts. At first I thought it was to aid our sensuality, but Ninatries to pull Sue back down to the couch. Sue does this, pulling mycock down to an obtuse angle that makes it hard to fuck her. In afrenzy of lust, Nina tries to aim her shaven crotch onto ourdaughter’s face, but I can see this makes Sue uncomfortable. I takeNina’s hand as I slide down the couch so that I now lie flat on myback, away from resting on the sofa’s armrest. Sue grabs my cock andstraddles me again, reinserting my long, sticky shaft back into hertight young cunt where it belongs. Soon she begins to rise and fallover the length of my cock once more, throwing her head back andmoaning with pleasure at the deep penetration. Her slippery cuntalmost loses grip at the apex of her rhythm, but the strong downwardforce of her body holds me in place. I am surprised at hertechnique, and instinctively wonder how many other cocks she hasfucked like this. It can’t be many because she’s only a teenager andshe’s as tight as a virgin. Yet still, I know that there have beenothers… and I envy each and every one of them with a father’snatural jealousy.Sue has quickened her pace, bouncing up and down on me now, like shesaw her mother doing in this very spot, less than an hour ago. Ninasits on the arm of the couch and slowly lowers her hips. I reach outto touch her with my tongue. I can see her dew condensing on theinner opening between her puffy red cuntlips. My wife is veryaroused, so I see, from the swelling and darkening of her labia. Shelowers her crotch on my face, so that my nose pushes against thetight orchid of her anus and my mouth and tongue dwell over her cunt.I work my lips and tongue on her, tasting every drop that emanatesfrom her tantalizingly wet hole.I can’t believe it. Here I am lying on my living-room sofa, with mydaughter’s tight cunt impaled on my cock and my wife’s gooey cuntsliding around on my face… Jesus, I’m fucking them both! Sue isworking my cock, ever faster. I feel her cup my balls and squeezethem, while her other hand holds the base of my shaft with twofingers and a thumb and rubs it in a beat totally different from thehips that pound around me. I feel like I have two cocks, fucking orbeing fucked at different paces. And they are both about to come.Nina leans forward and kisses Sue. One of Nina’s hands caresses thepoint of union between me and our daughter as I fuck her, her fingersforming a ring above Sue’s and matching Sue’s crazy hand jive;another finger strokes Sue’s clitoris in that same rhythm. Nina’sother hand floats over Sue’s tiny breasts squeezing and massagingthem. Soon I feel one of Sue’s hands passing through the shavencrotch above my face, and my tongue laps the index finger that findsits way into my mouth. I can feel Sue’s pubescent lust mount as shepounds me urgently. Nina starts to rub her cunt across my face. Myleft hand joins Nina’s rubbing the outer reaches of our daughter’shairless cock-filled little crotch. Nina is gushing into my mouth.I think my pelvis will shatter from Sue’s pounding. I feel my prickbeing sucked by my daughter’s powerful orgasm, and as it is releasedmomentarily my welling come gushes into her, filling her heaving,little womb with my sperm, the same sperm that had gushed into hermother all those years ago to give her life.Sue rises again her cunt gripping, almost sucking, and thrusts downagain as another spurt escapes me. Nina is literally grinding intomy face. Then, with a loud scream, my wife comes too, filling mymouth with her juices as I fuck the last few spurts of fatherly jisminto our writhing, squealing and very satisfied young daughter.Later, as we lay entangled in front of the fire in the after-glow ofour first familial fuck, we made a decision… a family pact if youlike… no secrecy, no locked doors, no false modesty, and above all,where sex was concerned… no holds barred!Sue is 20 now and married to a very nice young guy named Dave.Luckily Dave comes from an equally broad-minded family. Otherwise hewould have stormed out of the house on Sue’s wedding day when hefound Nina and I giving Sue a little `bon voyage’ fuck right there onthe very couch where it all started, seven wonderful years ago.Instead, Dave just grinned, took off his clothes and shoved his hugecock into my more-than-willing wife. As Dave fucked Nina to orgasmafter orgasm on the floor, I did the same for my beautiful, newly-weddaughter. Kissing the bride was never so much fun!Sue and Dave are regular visitors here now and the same `family pact’we agreed on all those years ago still applies. Sometimes Davebrings some of his equally broad-minded family with him… All I cansay is that Christmas reunions at our house these days are a realBALL! 🙂

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