Incest/Taboo Daddy's Sex Ed

The next morning I woke to the sensation of fucking. I was still spooning my wife. My cock had been inside her all night. Now the sun had come up, and when she awoke, her body's instinctive response to waking up with a cock inside her was to fuck me yet again.

"You've been hard all night!" she said. "I felt your hard dick inside me even while we were asleep! I've never been fucked so much in my whole life!" When she separated from me, she hesitated before the last instant when the tip of my cock came out of her pussy, as if cutting that last connection was severing a connection to a night of unending pleasure. Even then, unwilling to let me go, as soon as my cock came out of her pussy with a loud pop, she bent over and sucked my cock head into her mouth.

"So many orgasms in one night!" she cooed in between slurps. "Oh Danny, it's so good! And you're still hard!"

It was true. Yesterday's day long teasing had been so intense that even now, a full night of fucking later, I was still semi hard. A part of me, a tiny part, wondered whether something was wrong, that it was unnatural for any man to have a hard on for almost a full day. But that small voice inside of me was drowned out by the overwhelming horniness that still gripped me even after a night of nonstop fucking.

A few minutes later, Kate and I were in the kitchen fixing breakfast. In truth, Kate had a hard time focusing on anything. After the experience of last night, she was sleep deprived. At the same time, combined with her grogginess, she was so thoroughly fucked that she wanted mainly to hold my cock, feel in her hand, and not let it go. She wasn't thinking straight. All she could focus on was cock.

I obliged her by unzipping my pants and letting my cock out so she could see it and touch it as much as she wanted. Despite the fact that Kate was caressing my rod, I'd had so much sex in the last few hours that it was only half erect.

When Eve came in for breakfast, she was dressed in a yellow baby doll nightie that came down almost but not quite as far as the bottom of her ass cheeks. She wasn't wearing panties, so even the slightest movement exposed the round curve of her ass. The nightie was so sheer I could see her areolae and her hard nipples through the gauzy material. Her tits were way too big for the nightie. The upper part that covered her breasts was stretched and nearly bursting at the seams.

Just to add that extra touch of weirdness, on her feet Eve was wearing a pair of oversized, fluffy bunny slippers, complete with a bunny face on the toes and little fluffy rabbit ears that stood up from her feet making little "V" shapes that reminded me of the night I'd first played with her breasts and she and the Instructional Video Eva had made "V for Victory" signs as I sat behind her and played with her jugs.

When she came in the room, she had a brush in her hand and was casually brushing out her light blonde hair. That ordinary act had the effect of making her prodigious tits jiggle like crazy. My eyes were instantly riveted on her amazing rack.

The moment I saw her, my cock, which had only been semi-erect, began to stiffen again. Kate felt the change in her hands. She looked down at my cock, then at Eve dressed in her sexy nightie, then back at my face. Kate smiled at the effect that her daughter had on me, even after an entire night of fucking non-stop.

When Eve walked in the kitchen, she entered a scene that looked like a porn version of a domestic breakfast. The first thing she saw was that her mother had scooted her chair over to be closer to me, and that while I was leaning back drinking my coffee, her mother had both hands under the table jacking my hard dick. She wasn't trying to hide it. She was so ditzy from lack of sleep and having been fucked all night long that she didn't notice or care any more whether her daughter saw her. She just needed to touch the source of her night's intense pleasure.

"Hi Sweetie," I said casually to Eve as her mother's hand stroked up and down the length of my rod. "Did you sleep well?"

Eve's eyes were glued to my cock and to the sight of her mother's hand jacking me off. "I slept fine," she said. She saw my eyes raking her from head to toe. Instead of talking about the obvious fact that she was turning me on, she said, "Don't you love my new slippers? They're so cool!"

"Uh, yeah. Cool," I said.

"If you think that's neat," she said, "wait till you see what else I've got! Hold on a minute." She skipped out of the room toward her bedroom. My eyes were riveted on her bouncing ass as she disappeared from my view.

A few moments later, she returned. Now she was wearing matching bunny ears that fitted on her head like a headband. The juxtaposition of the cutesy bunny ears with the impossibly sexy nightie was enough to give me a heart attack. My cock was as hard as a rock. The slippers and the matching bunny ears framing her light blonde hair, her bright blue eyes and her innocent features reminded me of her sweet young virginity and her sunny disposition. The nightie, on the other hand, made me think of grabbing her slim hips and ramming my cock into her right there in the middle of the kitchen, right in front of her mother.

I stole a glance at her mother. She had a spellbound look on her face as she stared at her daughter's body and those silly, childish bunny ears. She continued to stroke my cock up and down with both hands as if she was unaware that she was even doing it.

Eve moved over to us and stood behind my chair, then reached down with both arms and stroked my chest. She bent over so that her massive hooters were on either side of my head. "Isn't it a lovely morning?" she said sweetly as she rubbed her tits against me and stroked my body.

There was a mirror on the other side of the room, and in its reflection I saw a scene out of my fantasies. My wife was sitting beside me dreamily stroking my hard shaft. My gorgeous blonde teenage stepdaughter was standing behind me with her massive tits on either side of my head. Her blonde hair was shining in the morning sunlight, and her face was beaming in her eagerness to please me. To top it all off, she was wearing insanely cute bunny ears atop her head, giving a weird touch of surreality to the whole scene.

I reached up with one hand and caressed one of her tits, rubbing her boob against my cheek. Kate shot me a look of warning and concern, but I looked back at her calmly, almost challengingly, as if to say, "Hey, you started all this. Are you going to begin objecting now?" Aloud, I said to her daughter, "Give Daddy a 'good morning kiss', Sweetheart." Then I turned my face toward Kate and said, "And Honey, suck my cock."

At this point, after having been fucked all night, it was as if Kate's mind had simply become addled by cock. With an empty-headed expression on her face, she obediently slipped down onto her knees and crawled under the breakfast table, then dutifully began sucking my dick in front of her daughter.

Eve smirked at her mother's dazed, submissive behavior. She slipped off the spaghetti strap of one side of her baby doll nightgown, causing one of her huge tits to spill out of the overly small nightie. She presented her nipple to my mouth for my "good morning kiss". She put both her hands behind my head and pulled my mouth onto her delicious nipple, smothering my face in her tit flesh. "Is this what you wanted to kiss, Daddy?" she cooed.

"I need more," I said, pulling my face away from her tit. I reached up and pulled down the other side of her nightie, exposing her other breast. Then I put my hands on the sides of both of her huge tits, pushing them together. I buried my face in her tits.

"Oh yeah, Daddy!" Eve cried. She put one hand on the top of her mother's head, pushing her mom's mouth down deeper onto my shaft. "I told you, Mom -- I want to help in every way I can around the house. You need my help taking care of Daddy!"

When I glanced upward at her, I could see a triumphant grin on her face. Eve felt as if she was taking her mother's place as my main sexual partner, and she loved it!

"Suck my tits, Daddy!" she cried.

I had been lusting over Eva's body for weeks, ever since the day we picked her up at her high school graduation and drove her home with us. She'd spent the next several weeks flaunting her body more and more blatantly. Then she and I passed the point of no return, watching the Sex Ed videos together and exploring each other's bodies. Now, at last, I was having both women at once, getting a blowjob from the mother while playing with her daughter's tits. I knew there was more -- I looked forward to fucking both of them. Soon. But so far, Eva had balked at actual fucking, and I was ready to take whatever she would give me. And this morning, she was giving me her glorious tits.

The feeling of sucking my stepdaughter's tits while my wife blew me was so intense that I could feel a massive orgasm building up. The agonizing blue balls of the night before combined with last night's fuckathon, and now this mother-daughter double teaming was incredible. I hugged my stepdaughter, pulling her body closer so my face was buried in her huge, soft jugs. The sensations and pent-up desire exploded in my head and in my groin. When I came, I felt like I left the world entirely.

It seemed like an hour or a second or maybe an eternity or maybe just the amount of time it takes to say "Wow!" When my vision returned, the room was spinning around me and it took another couple of seconds before I reoriented myself and even remembered where I was. I pulled my face away from Eva's sweet tits and looked down to see my wife's mouth and the rest of her face covered in spunk. She was gasping, overcome by the amount of sperm that had rocketed down her throat and all over her face and tits. Eve was grinning triumphantly. "Oh Daddy, I'm so glad I could help! Are you feeling better?" she asked innocently, as if she had helped me by putting a bandaid over a paper cut.

When Kate came back to her senses, she sheepishly stood up and went back to her chair at the breakfast table, cupping her two hands around her coffee cup and staring into the cup as if it held the secrets of the universe or something. In fact, of course, staring into the coffee cup was just a way of avoiding eye contact with me and, most important of all, her daughter Eve. Kate was deeply embarrassed about her behavior and her loss of control. For the next half hour, while Eve uttered chipper inanities about the weather, about the importance of a good breakfast and other nonsense, her mother Kate stared down at her coffee and gave monosyllabic replies. As soon as she could, she put her plates in the sink and scuttled off to our bedroom.

Another half hour later, she emerged from the bedroom. Pretending that she wanted to discuss laundry detergent or something, she corralled Eve and took her aside into the laundry room for a private discussion.

I tried to give them privacy. I really tried. But I couldn't control my curiosity. After several minutes of pacing around the house pretending to be busy, I finally gave in. I crept up to the laundry room and peeked through the slats of the door.

Eve and her mother were talking quietly but heatedly. The clothes washer was sloshing and rattling, making it hard for me to hear. I could only catch a few snippets here and there. Then, surprisingly, the washing cycle ended and the load started spinning more quietly. I could hear them perfectly.

"I'm sorry, Mom, if I overstepped things..."

"You did a lot more than just 'overstep', sweetie."

Eve shrugged her shoulders. She was still wearing those crazy, sexy bunny ears and that tiny, undersized yellow nightie that only barely came down to her ass and was too small for her boobs. Her tits were practically bursting out on all sides of the bustier. She hoisted her petite body up onto the washing machine while her mother spoke. She put the palms of her hands behind herself, resting against the top of the machine and leaned backward slightly, The effect was incredible: wearing a nearly transparent baby doll nightie that was too short, with her legs wide open and dangling over the edge, she was casually exposing her blonde pussy to her mother and me. She looked like she was leaning back and spreading her legs to get fucked. Plus, the spinning of the clothes washer made the machine vibrate. Eve was luxuriating in the vibrations of the machine.

The spinning of the washing machine made her whole body begin to shake. The big silly looking bunny ears on her blonde head were quivering. Framing her head, the ears gave a halo effect of innocence that was totally at odds with Eve's sexy baby doll nightie, and the fact that they were bouncing in tandem with Eve's pelvis made the effect even weirder. A sly grin spread over Eva's face as she began to shiver rhythmically, enjoying the vibrations all over her body.

Despite all the sex I'd had in the last several hours, my cock started to harden again. Eva's slim teenage body combined with her blonde hair, innocent features, lovely curves and her fucking incredible 32DD tits was the most intense aphrodisiac that ever existed.

"But Mom, if you don't want me to help you take care of Daddy, why do you keep calling my name while you... uh,... 'play' with him?"

Kate's face reddened. "What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean, Mom." She was bouncing on the machine more and more. "I heard you last night, calling my name while you fucked Daddy. And the night before. And the night before that. You're always calling my name when you fuck. Daddy calls my name too sometimes. But mostly it's you."

"I... I..."

"It's okay, Mom. I understand. I think Daddy's got some kind of problem. His hard on doesn't ever stop, does it? I looked it up -- it's called priapism. It's been getting more intense every week, ever since I came here. I can see that you're maybe a little embarrassed about going to a doctor. So when you call my name.... Maybe you're calling for me to help you take care of his problem?"

"Priapism?" I thought to myself. Is that a real thing?

The washing machine continued to vibrate. Eva got more and more into the vibrations, nodding her head up and down giddily as she gave in to the sensations. Her childish bunny ears flopped and bounced. Her feet, still clad in those stupid oversized furry bunny slippers, bounced up and down, kicking against the side of the washing machine. Her back was arching and her big natural tits were bouncing so much in the overstretched yellow nightie that it looked almost as if the front of the nightie would rip open, freeing her huge boobs. Eva's eyes crossed. She had a silly ahegao open mouthed grin.

She began gasping. She was orgasming on the giant vibrator right in front of her mother.

Kate watched, speechless.

"Aaaaah!" she gasped. It was something between a sigh and a loud triumphant cry.

I looked at Kate. Her mouth was agape in shock.

After several seconds Eva collected herself, blinking and grinning happily, her chest heaving. She began speaking again. "I can help, Mom. Maybe Daddy's 'problem' is too much for one woman. You want my help. You keep calling for me to join you. Daddy wants me, too. We can work together to take care of Daddy's hard dick."

"No!" Kate cried. Then she forced herself to take a calmer tone. "No, sweetie. I don't need any help. I can take care of Daddy just fine."

It sounded as if they were about to finish the conversation, and I didn't want to be caught eavesdropping. I crept away from the door.

Part of me was concerned that, even though Kate had started the whole thing, it had clearly careened out of control and gone much farther than she had ever imagined. She had, after all, thought she was ordering a plain vanilla Sex Ed video course, and instead she had bought a pornographic "instruction" video series starring a horny doppelganger of her daughter that instructed Eve to sexually experiment on her stepfather. Then, too, of course, was Kate's role playing in our bedroom, pretending to be her daughter. Behind closed doors, it was kind of kinky and risque and fun, but with her daughter listening in and now joining us... well, it was morphing into something else entirely.

So yeah, part of me was saying that it was time to dial everything back. But there was another part of me that said to myself that Kate was on the edge of something really intense, and that this morning, in particular, she was going to take the plunge.

I felt like both women had given me carte blanche. I wondered: if I pushed harder and harder, demanding more and more sex, would Kate be overwhelmed and ask Evie to help get me off? Today was the day to try.

I changed clothes to go for a swim. I wasn't wearing a shirt and wore only a pair of swim trunks made of light fabric for swimming.

After her conversation with her mother, Eve got dressed. A few minutes later she came out of her room dressed in skimpy "daisy duke" cut-off jean shorts that were so tiny and rode so high on her that part of her ass cheeks were visible. For a blouse, she wore her "Property of Daddy" crop top t-shirt. The tiny jean shorts combined with the crop top t-shirt highlighted how small Eve's waist was in comparison to her huge boobs.

My cock stood up at attention.

Her mother was out of the room at that moment, so Eve felt free to twirl about in front of me, showing me her body and prancing as she crossed the room. Her braless breasts bounced sexily as she danced toward me. When she got to me, she kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear, "Do you like my outfit, Daddy? I wore it for you. You and your hard cock."

At that moment, Kate walked into the room. Her eyes went wide when she saw her daughter kissing me and how her daughter was dressed when she kissed me. The fact that it was a chaste kiss on the cheek hardly mattered when Kate looked down and saw that Eve's mere appearance in the room had given me another hard on.

Eve turned to face her mother. She wrapped one arm around my waist and put the palm of her other hand on my bare chest. She arched her back slightly, mashing her big soft tits against me. She bent in and kissed my neck for a few seconds, gently and intimately. Though her mother couldn't see it, with Eve's lips against my neck she softly licked my skin. Then she looked up and smiled sweetly at her mother.

Her molding her curvy body against mine in front of her mother was as if she was claiming me as hers and yet simultaneously announcing that she belonged completely to me. I owned her body. The t-shirt she was wearing, its lettering distorted by her swelling tits, proclaimed to her mother that she was Property of Daddy.

I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her toward me as we both faced my wife. I smiled a feral grin. My dick was making a huge tent in the light fabric of my swim shorts, pointing outward and impossible for either woman to ignore. My hard cock was visibly throbbing with every pulse of my heart.

Kate's eyes were drawn to the obscene bobbing movement of my dick up and down, plainly visible through the light swim suit. She looked shocked, but she also had that "deer in the headlights" look -- open-mouthed and wide-eyed, mesmerized and frozen by what she was seeing.

I was suddenly reminded of the moment a few days earlier when I bought the silver cock fetish necklace for Eve and we posed in front of the mirror together. That time we had been posing for each other. This time we were flaunting her body, my hard cock and our emerging relationship in front of her mother, my wife.

Eve caressed my chest hairs with her fingertips and stared her mother in the eyes, almost daring her mother to say something. My cock reacted by bobbing even more, and Kate could see that without even touching my cock, Eva was able to make it twitch and throb just by stroking my chest with her fingertips. My mouth was open in a wild grin, and my breathing through my mouth became short and rapid, almost on the edge of hyperventilating from sexual excitement. Every caress of my stepdaughter's fingers on my chest was like she was claiming me and challenging her mother to object.

I raised the hand that had been draped around Eve's shoulder and gently stroked her blonde hair. Eve reacted by tilting her head inward, resting her head submissively against my shoulder. She was wordlessly acknowledging -- announcing, really -- that I owned her. Owned her lovely lips, owned her flawless pale skin, owned her tits, owned her whole body. Her virgin pussy would soon be mine.

I continued to stroke her lovely hair. She and I both looked her mother in the eye the whole time. My cock bobbed up and down insistently under the thin swimsuit.

At that moment, I had an almost overwhelming urge to order my wife to get on her knees and suck my cock while I held her daughter. In my mind's eye, Kate would submissively suck me while I took possession of her daughter. Eve would stand over her mother and hold the base of my cock, feeding hard cock into her mother's mouth. I fantasized that Eve would urge her mother to become a servant to my cock while Eve supplanted her mother, taking her place at my side.

When I looked into my wife's eyes at that moment, it seemed like she was afraid that I would order her to do exactly that -- kneel before me, take my cock in both her hands and worship my cock right in front of her daughter. I could also see in her eyes that she was fearful that, if I did order her to drink my cum and abase herself to my cock in front of Eve, she'd do it -- willingly. She was crumbling and she could feel it, and it both scared and aroused her.

Instead of acknowledging out loud the vibe that all three of us could feel, Eve said casually, "I'm gonna be in my room for awhile. It seems like a good day to cruise the internet and research colleges."

She left as if nothing unusual was going on. Both Kate and I had our eyes glued to her ass as she sauntered out of the room, her ass cheeks peeking out from under the tiny daisy duke cutoffs that she was wearing. The movements of her ass up and down as she sashayed out of the room was like a morse code message: Fuck Me Daddy.

Within moments after she left, I said to my wife, "Come here. You need to fuck me."

She laughed incredulously. "Again!? Did you accidentally swallow a jar full of viagra?"

I gestured to her to come to me. When she didn't move, I stepped forward and grabbed her by the wrist.

"Eve's right in the next room!" Kate protested.

"I need it!" I growled. I led her to the couch. I unzipped my shorts and let them drop to the floor. Then I sat down, my cock pointing straight upward, and gestured for her to join me.

She giggled as she hoisted up her skirt and sat on my lap, cowgirl style. Despite the fact that we hadn't had any foreplay -- I hadn't even so much as kissed her cheek -- Kate was so worked up from everything that had happened over the last several hours that she was already primed for sex. When she impaled herself on my cock, I could feel that she was already wet.

"Oh gawwwwd," she sighed as my cock entered her. "I am definitely going to Hell for this. What if she comes out of her room?"

I ignored her fears. "Fuck me," I ordered.

Within seconds, Kate was rising and falling on my stiff rod. She braced her hands against my shoulders and began riding me as hard and as fast as she could. To muffle her screams, she pulled up the hem of her dress and stuffed it into her own mouth as a gag. Her face contorted into a mix of joy and desperate need as she bounced up and down on my cock.

Just as we were getting into a heavy rhythm of fucking, I heard the latch of a door being opened. A few seconds later, Eve came out of her room carrying her laptop.

"I decided it might be nicer to do my work in the living room," she announced as she walked down the hall, just before she came into view. "The light's much better. You guys don't mind, do you?" When she came into the room and saw us fucking, she grinned and said, "Oh yeah. I'll bet you don't mind at all. You'll hardly notice me."

"Uh! Uh!" said her mother. The cloth of her dress still gagged her mouth.

I grabbed Kate's hips and forced her to keep fucking me, faster and harder. My pelvis rose off the couch cushion and slammed upward into her.

Eve came over to her mother and bent down, her lips right next to her mother's ear. "Fuck Daddy, Mom!" she said. "Daddy needs to fuck fuck fuck!"

Kate had a plaintive expression on her face, as if she was wordlessly begging for something. For more sex? For her daughter to leave the room? For her daughter to join her? With the gag in her mouth it was impossible to tell. Her eyes rolled back into their sockets. "Guh! Guh! Guh!" she gurgled.

The sight of Eve watching us kicked my arousal into overdrive. I'd been fucking my wife hard before, but now I was so horny I felt like I had to fuck or die -- or maybe fuck AND die, first one and then the other. Still holding onto Kate's hips, I slammed her down over and over as hard and as deep as I could, while from below I bucked my pelvis upward over and over. Kate lost control of her body, thrashing back and forth and up and down in every direction like one of those weird elongated balloon men you see outside of car dealerships. Her teeth still gripped the dress that was gagging her mouth. She grunted and orgasmed uncontrollably.

Eve urged us on. "Fuck her, Daddy! Fuck my Mom!" she cried.

Within seconds I was shooting sperm deep into my wife's womb. The whole time I was looking intently into the eyes of my stepdaughter.

After we both came, Kate slid off of my lap and onto the couch. She was exhausted. Her eyes were half lidded and she was gasping. When she unclenched her teeth, the hem of her dress slipped out of her mouth. Once the gag fell out, she began moaning, repeating like a mantra the words her daughter had whispered in her ear: "Daddy needs to fuck fuck fuck. Daddy needs to fuck fuck fuck. Daddy needs to fuck fuck fuck...."

After all that I needed a swim to cool off. I spent the next hour in the pool, swimming laps relentlessly. Part of me was replaying the last several days and hours, wondering where the fuck things were going and what I should do. I simultaneously wanted to push things as far as they could go, but I was also afraid that if I kept going the way I was going I would destroy my fucking life. And yet -- I know this doesn't make sense when I say it -- at the same time that these thoughts were roiling about in my head, another part of me was zoning out completely. Swimming laps was a great way to clear the mind, and if there was anything I needed to do at that moment, it was to stop my mind from running in circles, trying to figure out something that was destined to drive me crazy.

When I got out of the pool and went inside, I found Kate in the living room staring blankly at the TV watching a cooking show. Kate hated cooking shows. The fact that she was watching one showed me how shell shocked she was. I almost felt like waving my hand in front of her face the way they do to people in the movies to see if they're hypnotized.

Eve was in the kitchen, preparing dinner. Her eyes were going back and forth between the cutting board and a recipe book that she had open on the counter top. When I walked in, she turned her head and smiled. She was still wearing her cutoffs and Property of Daddy t-shirt, but she'd added knee socks and had tied her hair into two pigtails on either side of her head.

I came up behind her and put my hand on her soft ass. I began probing the crack of her ass. "What's for dinner?" I asked.

"Chicken scallopini," she answered. "Lately I've been craving Italian food. You don't mind, do you, Daddy?"

"Not at all," I said. I pulled down my swim shorts, exposing my hardening cock. "Anything you're in the mood for is fine with me."

Her hand reached out and started stroking me. "I think we both want the same thing," she said.

She and I both glanced at her mother. Sitting on the couch, her back was toward us as she gazed blankly at the TV. All we could see of her was the back of her head.

"Do you mind if I taste what you've got?" I asked, fingering a wooden spoon.

"Go ahead, Daddy," she said. She pulled up her Property of Daddy t-shirt, exposing her tits. "Have a taste," she said.

Eve put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me into her tits. I began sucking her nipples.

"Taste it, Daddy! Isn't it good?"

I pulled my mouth away from her tit and looked up at her. "It's delicious," I said, then went back to sucking.

Eva hoisted herself up onto the rim of the kitchen sink so that her breasts were more even with my mouth. Then she spread her legs open, and when I stepped up to her, she wrapped her legs around my torso.

I leaned in and began kissing, licking and sucking her large breasts. She gripped the back of my head, forcing me to suck her, all the while holding my body close to her with her legs wrapped around me. She leaned her head back, glorying in the fact that I was worshiping her body.

Her eyes flicked over to her mother, sitting cluelessly only a few feet away with her back turned. She giggled. "Hee hee hee!!" Then she whispered, so low that only she and I could hear, "My tits are so much bigger than my mom's, aren't they, Daddy?"

I lifted my head up from her delicious tits and looked into her beautiful blue eyes while my hands mauled her huge tits. I had a crazy, horny grin on my face. "You're gorgeous," I responded, just as quietly. "I love your tits. So big. So soft. So huge on your petite body!"

"Lick my big tits, Daddy!"

We went on like that for a while. The whole time, her mother was a few feet away facing the opposite direction, completely zoned out. After several minutes of licking, caressing and sucking her tits, I pulled up a kitchen chair and sat before her, my face level with her crotch. Then I began eating her out.

Eve wrapped her thighs around my head while gripping my hair and forcing my tongue onto her clit. She laughed in triumph. "How's it taste NOW, Daddy?" she asked.

It tasted like nectar. It tasted like desire. It tasted like my stepdaughter was desperate for my cock.

Eve writhed and gasped with pleasure as she felt my tongue on her clit. Her ass gyrated on the kitchen counter. The whole time, she kept her eyes on the back of her mother's head. She was careful not to be seen by her mother, but at the same time she was glorying in cuckolding her mother. She was getting off on her mother's obliviousness.

We went on like that for over a half an hour. Sometimes I stood and kissed her for several minutes at a time while I groped her bare tits. Other times, I went back to licking the swell of her 32DD tits. And then other times I went back to sitting in the chair before her, sucking her clit. The whole time, she accepted my tongue and my hands as if she were a fertility goddess accepting the gifts of her worshiper.

"Yeah, Daddy," she cooed, barely loud enough for me to hear. "Good Daddy. Worship my pussy, Daddy."

After we'd been playing a long time, I stood up and used a dish towel to wipe Eve's pussy juice from my lips and cheeks. Eve gave an exaggerated pout, as if to say, "Leaving so soon?" But I turned and pointed toward her mother, who was still watching the cooking channel on TV.

Within moments, I was sitting down beside my wife. My hard cock was hanging out of the fly of my shorts. When Kate saw my cock she came partly out of her stupor and, shocked, turned around to see if her daughter had noticed anything. But Eve had gone back to preparing the marinade for our chicken dinner. She had her back toward us, as if she were oblivious to whatever Kate and I might do.

I gestured toward my cock. "I need you," I said to her.

"Again!?" she whispered urgently. "How many times have you got off today?"

I took her hand by the wrist and brought it to my shaft. "You started this," I said. "You need to get me off."

Kate began automatically stroking my cock up and down. "Please, Danny," she pleaded. "Can't we..." Her voice trailed off as if she herself wasn't sure what she wanted to say. Her other hand joined her first in stroking me off. She shifted her position so she was no longer facing the TV screen. Instead she focused entirely on my shaft.

She was silent for several seconds. The longer she stroked, the more she seemed mesmerized by my hard on. "So beautiful..." she moaned, half to herself. "So hard all the time. I need to take care of Daddy's problem. I need to..." She didn't finish the sentence, and instead bent forward and slurped my cock into her wet mouth.

"That's it, Honey," I said approvingly as I laid my hand on the back of her head and guided her mouth up and down. "Take care of your Daddy. The cooking show can wait."

Kate lifted her head off of my cock briefly and met my eyes. "What cooking show?" she asked. Apparently she'd been so zoned out by our previous sex sessions that she hadn't even been aware of what she'd been watching on TV.

"It's nothing," I said. "Just suck me, Evie," I continued, deliberately calling her by her daughter's name. "Suck your Daddy's big cock. My cock is hard for YOU, Evie."

While Kate sucked me, Eve laid down her chopping knife and turned toward us. She walked toward us and stood behind the couch, watching her mother suck me. Her eyes were bright with excitement.

After a couple of minutes of cocksucking, Kate lifted her head. "My jaw is tired, Danny," she complained. "I've sucked so much cock. So much hard cock..."

"Then fuck me," I responded. I lifted her by her armpits and guided her go on her knees on the couch facing toward the back of the couch -- that is, toward her daughter. I threw up her skirt and pulled down her panties. Kate passively allowed herself to be put into position for me to fuck her doggy style -- until, that is, she found herself kneeling on the couch with her hands on the sofa back facing her daughter, who was staring her in the face and smiling.

"No! Evie!" she wailed.

"It's okay, Mom. Daddy needs it!" said Eve, beaming.

I entered Kate and began fucking her. "Oh Evie," she cried. "You weren't supposed to see this!"

I pounded her harder. She gasped. As I continued slamming my cock into her, her head began to bob and shake. "Oh Evie!" she cried. "Your Daddy's cock is so hard!"

Eve walked up closer. She reached out and stroked her mother's cheek. Then she moved closer still and kissed her mother on the lips. I rammed Kate over and over, harder and harder. Kate began orgasming just at the moment when Eve slipped her tongue into her mother's mouth.

Eve reached forward and began caressing her mother's breasts. She kissed her mother some more, then pulled away. "Daddy needs so much sex, doesn't he, Mom? He needs to fuck and fuck and fuck! Do you need some help?"

"Fuck!! Evie!!" she screamed.

My cock jackhammered into my wife. I was slamming her as hard as I could. I wanted to fuck my wife's brains out, fuck her so hard she was just a wet pussy with no will left. I wanted her to invite her daughter to help her fuck me. I was almost there.

Kate began shaking uncontrollably. I grabbed her by the elbows and pulled her up and backwards. Once she was kneeling up, I reached upward and grabbed her shirt shoulders from behind, ripping it apart. Buttons flew in all directions, exposing Kate's tits to her daughter. "AAAGH!" she cried in a combination of lust and despair.

I grabbed her elbows again and began ramming her as hard as I could. She lost control of what was happening to her. Her body flailed back and forth. Her head snapped forward and backward. Her long brown hair flew in all directions. Kate began spasming and gasping in orgasm. Then her whole body went rigid and she screamed at the top of her lungs. "EEEEE-YAH!"

After she came, she fell apart. Her body went limp for several seconds and she fell forward out of my grasp. She slid against the sofa back, then to the side, resting against the cushions. She was completely worn out, almost unconscious.

"No more," she moaned. "Can't take any more."

"But Mom!" Eve complained. "Daddy's still hard! We need to take care of him!"

"... I can't..."

"I can help!" cried Eve. She reached forward and took her mother's limp hand, then placed the hand around the shaft of my cock. She held her mother's hand in hers and jacked me off with it. Then she joined her other hand, jacking me off with both her own hands and her mother's. She was forcing her exhausted, dazed mother to join her in servicing me.

Kate was addle headed. She was aware of what she was doing, but couldn't summon the will to object to her daughter's actions. "Daddy needs it," she moaned, echoing her daughter's flimsy justification for joining us.

"That's right, Mom. And we don't want to make a mess, do we?" She leaned over the edge of the sofa back toward me. Her legs were spread out and her knees were straight, so the effect was that her ass, dressed in those skimpy cutoffs, was thrust upward. Her body was incredible!

Still holding her mother's hand on my rod, Eve took my cock in her mouth.

It was fantastic! Kate was joining her daughter jacking me off and sucking me!

Kate's eyes widened at what her daughter was doing, but she didn't say anything. She didn't do anything to stop it. In fact, it seemed like her hand became more active, helping jack me off into her daughter's mouth.

I grabbed Eve's two cute blonde pigtails like handlebars and began thrusting into her mouth. "Daddy needs it!" I growled. "Suck your Daddy!" Eve's eyes rolled back into her head as she gave her mouth over to me. The sound of her gagging on my cock filled the room and drowned out the stupid cooking show. "Gug! Gug! Gug!" Gripping her pigtails in either hand, I rammed my cock down her sweet throat. Her mouth was my cock socket. "Take it!" I yelled, pulling on her handlebar pigtails. "Swallow your Daddy! Drink my cum!"

My cum boiled up from somewhere deep inside me and erupted into my beautiful cocksucking stepdaughter's mouth.

Kate saw it. Saw the expression on my face as I climaxed into her daughter's wet willing mouth. Saw the ecstasy written all over me as I made her mine. She saw Evie's matching ecstasy at the sensation of tasting my seed. In that moment, I think a part of Kate -- not all of her, not even most of her -- realized that there was going to be a new way of life in our household.

Daddy had two women.​