Our daughter has always been rebellious. She's one of those brown hair blue eyed innocent looking girls who just loves to be bad.
It wasn't until her senior year in high school where things really started to become out of control with Anne as she became even more rebellious towards everything. Around that same period, my wife found drugs in her room which was the last straw for us.
That resulted in my wife and I agreeing to put a strict limit on Anne's allowance. Since I had always been an obsessive father, the relationship with my daughter became further strained.
This continued all the way to her freshman year in college.
The night my wife left town for a business trip, Anne insisted that I let her stay out past midnight. She really wanted to go to a big college costume party which many of her new friends would be attending.
It's sometimes hard to resist that innocent look she can give. And she made sure to let me know that it meant a lot to her and her new social life. I agreed to let her go and to keep it secret from her mother because her new friends seemed like a much more positive influence on her. She'd been working a lot harder at school and hadn't been in any trouble since starting college. So I gave her a hundred dollars so she could go out and buy a new costume to wear.
She ended up getting a light blue fairy costume which basically looked like a cheerleader's outfit with wings on the back. She also had a matching face mask which just covered the upper part of her face. I wasn't too thrilled by how much of her cleavage and legs were showing, but I didn't want to get into an argument over it either.
Her friends picked her up later that night but I had a bad feeling about the whole thing. I let her stay out so late because of that 'pretty please' expression she gave me, which was always hard to resist. I wanted to go and check on her, to make sure she was safe, but I didn't want to embarrass her either.
Suddenly a light bulb went off in my head; I could ask some of the other parents I knew who have students in this school where this party was, and I could go check on her wearing a costume of my own. I could find out what she's up to and she'd never have a clue.
After a few phone calls to other parents, I was able to find out where this party was, and I went to buy myself a costume.
It wasn't hard to find to the location of their party. I put on the silly mask that I just bought, along with a pair of hand gloves and old clothes so that my daughter wouldn't know it was me. There were a lot of local college students roaming in and out of that place.
I definitely felt out of place given how I was at least twice as old as everyone there. Not to mention how awkward I felt coming all the way over here to check on my daughter. At that point, I started having second thoughts about the entire thing. I was sure she was behaving herself and I was just overreacting, which I often did.
I was about to leave until I saw some of the friends she came with having a drink, but Anne was still nowhere to be found. A few minutes had passed with me just wandering around looking for her, until I saw her walking down the stairs smiling in her fairy costume and mask, with her arms around some guy.
What the hell were they doing up there? I had a hard time accepting that my 18 year old daughter would just hook up with some random guy at a party. I thought about confronting her and bringing her home, but I didn't want to humiliate her and risk ruining our relationship, which had already gone through enough bumps over the past year.
But maybe it wasn't her? Maybe it was just someone who looked like her, and I was just being that obsessive father she always accuses me of being. I had to be sure. She and the guy she was with parted ways and I decided to go talk to him.
"Excuse me, that girl you came down with, was her name Anne?" I asked him.
A grin suddenly appeared on his face, "Yeah, that's her. Why, are youinterested?"
"Interested in what?"
"Oh come on man, it's obvious you know. She'll suck your cock if you give her $50 dollars. Why else would you be asking about her sounding so nervous?" he said with a smile.
I was completely caught off guard and furious by what he had just said, and replied by asking him, "Does everybody know about this?"
"Nah, maybe about a dozen guys or so. She makes a lot of money from it too because she's totally worth it. Want me to introduce you to her? She's a friend of mine."
"Sure, let's do that," I said as I tipped him a $20. "I want you to do the talking for me. Just tell her that I'll pay extra since she doesn't know me."
I did this on the basis that I needed to catch her in the act. I had to be 100% certain about this whole thing and would only reveal myself once we were in private to see who was really telling the truth. I took out extra money and we walked over to go see her.
He tapped Anne on the shoulder and introduced us, "Hey Anne, I've got someone here who's interested in you. He says he'll pay you extra since you've never met him."
Seeing her up close, it was definitely my Anne.
She hesitated. "...I'm not sure, I only do people I know."
I handed her $100 dollars.
She took the money and looked at it for a few seconds thinking, whether she should do it or not, before giving me a big smile saying, "Fine, let's go upstairs."
Before I knew it, we were making our way up the stairs.
"You don't talk much do you?" she asked.
"No," I mumbled to disguise my voice.
"Shy I take it. I was the same way when I was new to this."
She locked the door once we were inside the bathroom. Just as I was about to take my mask off and prepare to scold her, she quickly dropped down to her knees and started unzipping my pants.
I wanted to stop her, but I couldn't, I just froze. The sight of my beautiful young daughter preparing to take my cock out and suck it was too amazing to stop. I hadn't had this much sexual excitement in years. Not to mention my wife rarely bothers with oral sex anymore. She finds it to be disgusting.
She took my cock out and started stroking it. It was surreal being sexually exposed like that in front of Anne. But she didn't know it was me. She could never know about my identity. Not after this point.
"Nice cock, I've always had a thing for older guys ya know. You're my first," she said, before licking my head.
God, that felt so good. I felt horrible for enjoying it so much. But I'm only human like everyone else and I have my weaknesses.
She continued stroking and licking me for a while before taking the entire thing inside her mouth. I couldn't believe that I was getting a blowjob from my own beautiful daughter. Seeing her cute and innocent face with her lips wrapped tightly around me drove me insane. Her head was bobbing back and forth as if she had done this a million times before. At 18 years of age, she was getting me off more than any other woman in my life.
Her beautiful blue eyes were staring right at me as she continued to bob her head. It was obvious looking at her that she was getting a thrill over this whole thing, but I didn't know what it was. Maybe she just loved sucking cock, or that I was her first older guy. Frankly, I didn't care.
I started moaning as I became closer to an orgasm. Like the pro she was, she started sucking even harder and faster causing me to shoot a large load of cum inside of her mouth. Every time I shot a new load, she swallowed. She sucked it so hard that no one could tell there was any cum; it all went into her stomach.
"You taste pretty good," she said wiping the mixture of saliva and sperm off of her lips.
All I could do was pat her on the shoulder to express my gratitude.
She got up and washed her hands and mouth in the sink while I used toilet paper to dry my cock.
"Are you a professor or something? You're starting to creep me out by how quiet you are. And if you are a professor, you better give me an A for my effort," she joked.
I gave a soft laugh and patted her on the shoulder once more before leaving. One thing is for sure, that college guy was right about her, Anne was worth the money for the oral encounter.
I was lying in bed awake when I heard Anne coming home a few hours after I did. I was still in an incredible state of disbelief over what had happened earlier; over how I found out that she gives sexual favors in exchange for money, and that I allowed myself to let her unknowingly to do it to me.
I blamed myself for this whole thing. My wife and I were being too strict on her these past few months to the point where she had to whore herself out to have extra money. Of course she could have gotten a real job like anyone else, but we spoiled her way too much growing up for that to happen now.
Even though I felt ashamed for what I had done earlier, I still found myself becoming aroused rethinking about it. It was an incredible taboo, my own daughter sucking my cock. I started masturbating thinking about how innocent she looked, and what a complete slut my little girl was. I guess I won't be able to do anything about it since I would have to explain how I found out. I guess the whole thing would just have to remain a secret.
"So how was the party last night?" I asked her during breakfast.
"Nothing out of the ordinary."
As usual, she didn't bother talking to me. We've always had a rocky relationship where I always had to be the bad guy disciplining her, and she ended up becoming closer with her mother, even though the decisions were made by me and her mom equally.
I did the dishes after breakfast and was about to do my usual Saturday morning laundry with my clothes already piled up in my room. I headed back upstairs to receive the worst surprise of my life- my daughter was in my room looking at my clothes.
"Oh...my...god..." she said, holding the outfit I wore last night. "That was you at the party yesterday wasn't it? Oh god...how could you!?!"
She got me, I threw away my mask in the garbage bin the other night and I figured I would just wash my old clothes and donate it in the future, never to be seen again.
"Anne, I don't know what to say. I went there to try and look after you, and once I found out what you were doing, I tried to put a stop to it, but I didn't have a chance..."
"Didn't have a chance!? Oh god, I can't believe you would let me do that to you!!" she yelled as she ran to her room and slammed the door shut.
I tried talking to her after that fight, but she locked the door and wouldn't even answer me. I felt terrible. It should have been me yelling at her, not the other way around.
She finally came downstairs to talk to me during the afternoon.
"Are you going to tell mom about any of this?" she asked, sounding both mad and scared.
"No, I've decided not to. I mean, how can I? I'm sure we can work this out on our own and not have your mother freak out over this situation. So have a seat, let's talk."
"Sure," she said, sitting on the couch next to me. "Why were you even there in the first place? And how could you let me...you know..."
"I wanted to look out for you; I had a bad feeling, that's all. You'll understand when you become a parent someday. As for why I didn't stop you, I've asked myself that same question, from last night until now. And I still don't have a reasonable explanation for it. I suppose it has to do with my own sex life, between your mother and I."
"Mom's not, you know, taking care of you?" she asked.
"Let's not open that can of worms. What I'm interested in is why the hell would you be charging for sexual favors like some hooker? You're better than that. You're a smart and talented girl. I can't stand the thought of you degrading yourself to that level. And you know that's what you're doing," I told her as calmly as I could.
"I wanted the extra money to spend," she said, holding her head down. "And...I also like the attention I get from it, and...well...just doing something rebellious since you guys are always so strict on me."
"I guess I can see your point, but please don't blame your mother and I. We're doing the best we can for you. Look, I'll make you a deal, I'll give you an extra hundred dollars a week which your mother won't know about, and you'll stop doing what you're doing. Agreed?"
"Agreed, and thanks," she said as she gave me a kiss on the forehead before leaving.
The next day. I was watching tv in the living room when my daughter came down to talk.
"I'm going out with my friends later this afternoon, and..." she held out her hand signaling me for money and used that same innocent smile she always uses when she wants something.
"A deal is a deal I suppose. I didn't think you would be asking so soon with all that money you've..." I was just trying to be friendly, but I caught myself mid sentence realizing what I had just implied.
"And what's that suppose to mean?" she asked with a naughty smirk on her face. "That I've sucked a lot of cocks? I have, but I want your money since you agreed to it yesterday."
"Do you really have to phrase it like that?"
"It's the truth. And I have to confess, yesterday after we had that fight, I was really mad at you for a long time. But then I remembered what it was like when we were in that bathroom together. I've always thought of you as such a prude, I never thought you could do something so bad like tricking your own daughter for a blowjob. It really changed my view of you. I pleasured myself thinking about it again. And I meant what I said at that party, that I loved the fact that you were my first older guy, and you do taste really good."
What she just said along with that devilish grin on her face got me extremely aroused, but I tried to fight it.
"I don't know what to say Anne, other than we shouldn't be talking like this."
"Why? Is mom going to find out? You sure as hell aren't going to mention it. Besides, you always taught me the value of hard work and earning what you get, didn't you?"
"I suppose so," I said, feeling eager at where this is going.
"So what type of service can I offer you today? Would you like another blowjob? Or maybe a little strip tease?"
"Well I am paying you a hundred. That's more than what you normally get for this type of deal isn't it?"
She pulled off her t-shirt and threw it to the floor. It was the first time I had ever seen her in her bra, and she looked incredible. She had a lightly tanned body which was very firm and toned. Then off came her shorts revealing her athletic legs and thighs.
"Like it?" she asked, striking a model pose for me.
"You're very beautiful Anne."
She reached behind her back and flung off her bra, revealing her perky breasts. They must have been B cups and they curved upwards. She had large puffy nipples that were light pink, which I thought were adorable. I was turned on by her bikini tan line as she took off her panties. Her breasts and crotch were pale white which was a result of her always going to the beach. Her crotch was also cleanly shaven.
She walked over to me and sat on my lap. We didn't speak for a moment; we just looked each other in the eyes thinking about how taboo all of this was, and how our lives would be changed forever. I caressed the back of her hair before pulling her towards me to kiss her on the mouth for the very first time. It was the most passionate and sensual kiss I had felt in many years, and with my own daughter of all people.
After a few minutes of kissing, I bent my head down to suck on her nipples. They felt incredibly soft in my mouth as I rubbed my tongue across both of them and massaged her firm breasts with my hands.
"Take your pants off," she said, getting down on her knees. "I want to suck your cock now."
I pulled my pants all the way down to my ankles to which she immediately grabbed my semi-erect penis and shoved it inside her mouth. She wasted no time as she started bobbing her head up and down as she sucked, just as she did at the party, only this time, she was more sexually charged. This time, she knew it was her own father.
We looked each other in the eyes the entire time. Seeing her youthful blue eyes filled with lust for her own father showed me a side of her I never knew existed. Before, I never wanted to think about Anne's sex life. Now here she was, sucking daddy's cock as if it was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Now I want to fuck," she said as she got up to sit on my lap again. "I need something inside me."
"We can't, I don't want to get you..."
"Don't worry, I'm on the pill."
I didn't even want to ask.
I held my cock upwards as she lowered herself onto me. Her fingers were holding her vagina open. I was mesmerized by the way her cleanly shaven vagina looked; it looked small and delicate, with a light brown labia surrounding it and it was pink on the inside.
As soon as it touched the head of my cock, I felt her wetness. When she started to press her body weight down on me, I could feel just how tight she was.
She started moaning loudly as I worked my way inside of her. And by the time I was all the way in, it looked like she could hardly breathe and held her mouth wide open. She was incredibly tight. My wife only let me have anal sex with her on two occasions; my daughter's vagina felt equally as tight as either of those two times.
After a moment of getting used to me inside her, she slowly started to gyrate her hips up and down. The more she did it, the more she moaned. Eventually she started moving her body to the point where she was riding my cock. I was now officially fucking my own daughter.
She closed her eyes and started screaming as she rode me. Her long brown hair was thrown all over the place and her tits jiggled as well. I started sucking her pink nipples as we fucked, which only caused her to scream even louder.
After a few minutes of her riding me, her body suddenly started to stiffen and a clear stream of fluids ran down her vagina and onto me. She was having an orgasm. Not long after that, I had an orgasm of my own as I shot a large load of my cum deep inside her womb.
She collapsed on top of me. We were both out of breath and in a state of pure ecstasy over what we had just done with each other. She lifted her head off my chest and we both smiled at each other before embracing in a very long and passionate kiss.
My daughter and I were lying side by side that night, on my marital bed. She decided not to go out with her friends that afternoon, instead, we spent the entire day together completely in the nude and had sex a total of three times. After the first time we had sex, we never bothered getting dressed again.
"So what do you want to do tomorrow?" I asked her.
"As if there's anything better than what we did today..." she said with a smile as she moved to lie on top of me.
"You're right. Your mother is coming back in two days, so we better enjoy what we have while we can. It won't be as easy in the future. But I'm really glad we did this. Not just because the sex was amazing, but because we got to really know each other again. I know I've been hard on you these past few years, but it's only because I love you so much."
She sat up for a moment and gave me a heartfelt look, "I love you too daddy."
Days later. My wife Joan tucked herself in right next to me, before going to sleep.
"I'm so glad you and Anne really hit it off while I was gone," my wife said. "I was pretty nervous leaving you two alone given the way things have been going lately."
"Yeah, so was I. But it looks like things are really starting to turn around for the both of us. I guess you can consider it a brand new start," I replied.
"And what's this she tells me about you taking her to a party and being one of the adults supervising there? I'm shocked that she would even consider asking you to go, let alone introducing you to all her friends. And by the sound of it, you two had a great time there together."
"Well, let's just say we really connected at that party and became inseparable ever since."
Months later. Anne and I were home alone. As usual, whenever we were alone, we made sure to take advantage of the situation.
"I think she's starting to become suspicious," I said, looking down at my daughter.
She took my cock out of her mouth, "What do you mean? About us?"
She put my cock back in her mouth and continued bobbing her head while we were in the living room.
"No, I don't think so. But she's been acting strange lately, as if she knows something is going on."
She stopped sucking for the second time as she rested her head on my leg and began stroking me.
"You're being paranoid daddy. You know that we've been really careful with all of this. Besides, it's her fault for not taking care of you. But that just means more cum for me" she said with a smile.
"Speaking of which, I'm about to blow a huge load if you keep this up."
"You mean this?" she said as she started stroking me even harder and faster, licking the head of my cock in the process.
A large stream of my cum shot into the air as my daughter kept up her furious hand job. She stuck her tongue out to catch as much of it as she could, and the rest of it landed on her innocent young face and on my body. As I started to become flaccid, she put me back in her mouth one last time to finish this up.
"You taste really good daddy," she said as she continued to lick my body for any remainder of sperm left. "I can't believe mom isn't blowing you every night, I know I would."
"And that's what I have you for" I joked. "But right now we better get cleaned up, your mother will be home in about an hour."
A few nights later. My wife was on her back lifelessly with her nightgown rolled up as we were having sex. This was the worst our sex life has ever been in the nearly 20 years we've been married. But to be fair, the sexual relationship I had with my daughter had caused me to be a lot less frisky with my wife since it had begun.
In the past few months, we've only made love once or twice a week before bed at night. And when we did make love, it was usually with her just laying back and doing nothing. At 45 years old, she was still very beautiful to me. I still get turned on by her. I do love her very much, but there was a spark missing from our sex life.
I moved to the side after I came and she covered herself by rolling her gown over her crotch and pulling the blanket over her.
"What is it?" I calmly asked her. "You've been giving me the cold shoulder for the past month, especially in bed."
"I know you're seeing another woman," she told me, fighting back her tears. "It's in the way you've been acting lately, and the different scents I smell on your clothes. You don't ask me to do certain things you like anymore, so obviously someone else must be getting you off. And don't try to deny it either, I can see that look on your face."
I felt crushed. I didn't think she would ever find out.
"Joan...I don't know what to say. You're the only person I love."
"Who is she? Someone you met at work? At the gym?"
"It's not important" I said, putting my hands on hers. "I'll end it as soon as possible. I promise."
She suddenly got out of bed and grabbed the phone out of her purse.
"A friend of mine is a lawyer, and if you don't tell me who it is, I swear we'll get a divorce!" she yelled.
I felt defeated and I was left with no choice but to admit the truth because of how serious she looked threatening a divorce.
"Fine...it's...Anne"
"Anne who?"
"Anne, our daughter" I said nervously.
She looked utterly confused, and I couldn't blame her. What mother would take the news well of her husband sleeping with their daughter?
A look of calm came over her as it finally sunk it. "How?"
"It started at the college party months ago." I explained. "Things didn't happen exactly the way you were told. The details aren't important, but we were in our masks and I allowed her to do things to me, and I take full responsibility for that. You have every right to be angry, but I promise it will be over."
"Yet it still continues to this day... So did you have sex with her?" she asked, with tears filling her eyes.
"Yes."
"Oh god, you're sick, both of you! I can't believe you would ever do such a thing you pervert! She's our daughter!!"
She went to the closet and immediately pulled off her gown, leaving her completely nude. Even in this situation, I couldn't help but admire her large breasts as she bent down to put on her panties and jeans. I've always loved the sight of her large breasts hanging downwards.
"Oh quit staring at them," she said coldly. "I'm sure Anne has no problems sharing her tits with you."
"Where are you going?" I asked as she put on her top and put some extra clothes in a travel luggage.
"To my sister's house, I'm going to spend the weekend there."
"Wait, can we just stay here and talk about this?" I tried to convince her.
"Please...don't..." she said sternly as I tried to get close to her. "I need to get away from all this for a while."
I had to console my daughter who was crying afterward. She said she heard the entire argument, but was too scared to come out and say anything. We had always assumed that what we did together in private would always remain our little secret and that no one would ever know, but we took that for granted.
Joan emailed me later that night telling me that she would be at her sister's house for a few days to clear her head and think about our future, and that the incestuous secret would remain a secret. Needless to say, it was a tough weekend for my daughter and I, as we didn't know what would happen to our family.
Two days later. I heard my wife open the front door on a Sunday morning. I felt nervous even though I had the weekend to prepare for this moment.
"Hi" I said as I greeted her at the door.
"Hi" she replied softly. "I've done a lot of thinking, and I don't want a divorce. Being away from you and Annie is the last thing I could ever want in my life, no matter how hard it is for me to think about what you've done together. I love you two more than anything."
She dropped her small luggage on the ground and gave me a big hug and a kiss.
"I love you too, Joan. Believe me, we're really glad you're back. We've really missed you."
"I'm emotionally exhausted. Let's go upstairs."
After our long embrace, I picked up her belongings and carried them up the stairs for her.
"I don't want to ruin this moment, but I need to warn you, Anne is upstairs showering in our bathroom."
"It's okay, I was expecting something like this might happen when I came back" she replied, trying her best to look brave.
We walked inside our bedroom with the room filled with the sound of Anne drying her hair. She had no idea her mother was home and this whole situation felt tense. Suddenly the bathroom door opened and out walked our daughter in the nude.
"Mom!" Anne yelled in shock as she stood there completely frozen for a moment. She then quickly used her arms to cover both her naked crotch and bare breasts.
"Annie, it's okay," my wife told her. "You don't have to worry about this. I'm not mad anymore. Come here sweetie, I've missed you so much."
Joan opened her arms wide for her daughter, to which Anne dropped her hands and walked over to her mother to embrace in a big hug.
"I'm so sorry all of this happened, mom. I never meant to come between you and daddy" Anne said, with her head buried in her mom's chest.
"It's okay. It's okay Annie. And I must say, I can't blame your father for wanting to be with you, seeing what a beautiful young woman you've become," Joan said, with her eyes looking over her own daughter's body in admiration.
Anne blushed for a moment, but as she looked up at her mother admiring her nude body, a look on her face appeared as if something had taken over her.
"Thanks mom," she said. "I have an idea; why don't I show you exactly what daddy and I have been doing these past few months? You know, since we're getting everything out in the open now."
Anne gave that same devilish smile she had when she first made a move on me, but this time, it was towards her mother as she slowly moved her hand up her mom's sweater and began massaging her breast.
"What do you think daddy?"
"I think it's a great idea" I told them, feeling excited myself.
"Well...I can't say it would be a bad thing to know what exactly my husband likes in bed," Joan responded nervously, as she clearly started becoming aroused.
Anne licked her lips, "I like the sound of that, mom, but first we need to get these clothes off of you so we can all get more comfortable."
Anne helped her take off her sweater and t-shirt, leaving her mom standing only in her bra from her waist upwards. Then off came her jeans as Anne helped unbuckle them and pull them down. I was incredibly aroused. How often does a guy get to see his naked daughter help undress his wife?
"Wait a second..." my wife said after taking a deep breath. "I'm a little nervous right now. Let me do the rest."
Right after she said that, she reached back and let her bra fall to the ground, revealing her large hanging C-cup breasts with her large brown areolas and nipples. There was a stark contrast between her larger breasts and her daughter's firmly shaped petite breasts with smooth pink nipples on top.
"Oh god..." my wife moaned as her daughter bent her head down to start sucking on her mother's nipples and massage her breasts again.
Anne sucked both of her mom's nipples and squeezed her breasts hard, and it was clear that Joan was enjoying it as she was looking down watching her daughter.
"Are you ready to see what me and daddy do when you're not around?" Anne asked.
"I suppose I'm as ready as I'll ever be" Joan replied, still nervous.
Anne dropped to her knees and took out my cock and began stroking it. I was just as surprised as my wife over how brazen our daughter was. But at the same time, Joan looked increasingly comfortable as she sat down on the bed to watch. She was starting to enjoy herself.
The look on Joan's face said it all as Anne enthusiastically sucked my cock. Joan's eyes were wide open and her jaw dropped a little at the site of her daughter's lips wrapped around me. It even looked like she started to squirm a little. My wife wasn't the only one who felt overwhelmed with lust. We all did. Only a few days ago, it seemed like our family was headed towards a disaster, now we were all naked performing sex acts on each other.
"What do you think mom? Do you like watching how I suck daddy's cock?" Anne asked her as she still held a firm grip on me.
Joan hesitated for a moment out of nervousness, "Yes...I enjoyed watching."
"Now I want to see you do it."
With that said, Anne grabbed her mother's hand and gently pulled her down to her knees in front of me. Joan didn't need to be told what to do next as she slowly put her hands around my cock and gave it a kiss. Then Joan started licking her daughter's saliva from my penis and began sucking it. It drove me insane listening to the erotic sound of my wife slurping on a cock which had just been in our daughter's mouth. It was the best blowjob I had gotten from my wife in years.
"You look so beautiful doing that mom," Anne said.
She parted her mother's hair back so she could get a better look, and then she started kissing her face while my cock still inside her mouth. Anne's soft kisses moved down to her mother's chest before eventually sucking on her breasts again.
My daughter's hand also made its way down to my wife's vagina and began fingering her at the same time she was sucking her tits. As Joan released my hard cock from her mouth for a moment so she could release a moan, Anne took that opportunity to kiss her mother on the mouth. It wasn't one of those casual kisses that a mother and daughter frequently share; it was type of kiss that two people share in the heat of passion.
"Now I want you to watch daddy fuck me" Anne said in her mother's ear after the kiss.
Joan had a puzzled look on her face. A look which said she knew it was so wrong and she couldn't believe things had gotten this far, but also that she was so incredibly aroused that she couldn't let herself stop. I felt the same way. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that this would happen. I never wanted it to happen, but I was so aroused that I couldn't stop either. None of us could, nor did we want to. Now I couldn't help myself from fucking her in front of her mother.
Anne proceeded to lay on the bed with her mother following her and resuming the kiss they shared a second ago as soon as she got on her back. Joan broke the kiss when I positioned myself to enter our daughter, and she placed her hand around my hard penis.
"Allow me" my wife said, guiding my swollen cock towards our daughter's tight vagina. She even used her fingers to part Anne's labia and vaginal opening so I would have an easier time making my way in.
As soon as I penetrated my daughter, I immediately knew why Anne insisted on her mother joining. It wasn't because it would bring us closer together, or to make sure mom wasn't upset (although that was part of it).
She did it because the taboo of fucking her parents really got her going. I could feel how soaking wet Anne was when I entered her. She hadn't been this wet since she and I became sexually involved the weeks after that party. And when she saw her mother looking over her nude body, it brought out that nasty little girl of whom I'd come to know and appreciate.
Joan went back to using her mouth on our daughter, but this time it wasn't to kiss her. It was to return the favor and suck on her firm breasts. As soon as her tongue touched one of Anne's pink nipples, I could feel how much hornier it made her by the contractions in her vagina around my cock. The feeling was incredible for both of us as we were all reaching new sexual heights together. The more Joan sucked and caressed Anne's breasts, the tighter it made her vagina, which only made me fuck her harder. I could even see Anne's eyes start to roll back.
Soon the feeling became too much to bear as I pumped several huge loads of cum deep inside my daughter's womb before collapsing.
My wife continued where I left off, fingering our daughter's cum filled vagina for a few more minutes before bringing her to a massive orgasm of her own. Anne's body looked like it was having a spasm as she suddenly let out a loud scream and a huge spray of liquid shot out from her vagina and all over the bed.
"I can't believe we just did that" Joan said as we were all recovering from what had happened. "This isn't what I expected, that's for sure."
"Me too," I said. "A few days ago I thought we were headed towards a divorce, and now look at us," I said with a smile, still lying back from that orgasm I had.
Anne finally regained her senses and spoke, "Oh god that was incredible. I'm so glad you could join us mom, and I don't think it's very fair for me and dad to get off and not you. Don't you think so?"
That devilish lust filled look on Anne's face returned as she guided her mom's hand towards her mouth, and started licking off all the sperm and female ejaculation off of her mom's fingers. She then pulled her mother's head forward and started making out with her again sticking her tongue in her mouth, swapping our cum.
"Lay back mom, it's your turn" Anne said as she started going down on her mother.
We finally became the happy family my wife and I had always envisioned since getting married. Granted, we never thought it would happen by actively engaging in a sexual relationship with our only daughter, but if that's what it takes, then so be it.
We no longer wore clothes around the house, and now shared the bed at night. Sex between any of us also became a common occurrence around the house. It was common for my wife to come home from work to find our daughter riding my cock in the living room couch, or me walking into our bedroom with Anne's face buried in my wife's cunt.
In my opinion, we're the happiest family in the neighborhood.
The End
