Wendy's Daddy Meets an Old Friend.

It had been a few years since my daughter Wendy and I found ourselves as lovers in Mumbai, India. It was so interesting that we also found an Indian young woman named Aashi to share our passion. We had shared many forms of love-making and it had all been good. But after some years the passion had faded for me. Wendy had went her way, finding work in another city, and I made do with my wife. She was very good in bed, but she wasn't as good as our daughter. Or Aashi, for that matter. I remembered those passionate days with a fondness almost obsessive.

One day I received an email from Wendy. It was a little mysterious, because she was asking me to come visit, but to find some way to leave her mom behind. It seemed very urgent, so I told my wife I was going on a business trip and would check back when I was finished with the work. Then I told my superior at work I was taking off for some of the vacation time I had accumulated over the years.

I arrived at the airport in the city where Wendy lived at 8:00 a.m., and was surprised to see that she was waiting for me. She seemed quite eager to see me. In fact, she grabbed me and gave me a tremendous, loving kiss, with tongue. The people gathered there must have thought we were lovers, and, in a way, we had been. We gathered my things and she took me to her car. She told me that I would understand when we got to her apartment, but not to ask any questions yet.

As she drove, she reached over with her free hand and fondled my cock in my suit pants. I immediately got a raging hard-on. She asked me to release it so she could she it again. I was more than happy to do so. I took my cock out and she held it as long as she could, releasing it whenever she needed two hands to drive, but always grabbing it again.

She asked me to reach up her skirt for a little surprise. I did and found no panties! Just a very, juicy pussy wanting to be touched by me. So I did. I crammed two fingers into her cunt and found her G-spot right away. I had had much practice in this technique. She started cumming all over her car seat. This may be why she had purchased vinyl seats for the car when she got it. She always had been a sexy little minx.

I had been a little stronger and had not cum. But the car reeked of the smell of pussy when we finally arrived at her apartment house. Wendy got out, wrapped a sweater around her waist to hide the cum juice and we took my things into the lobby of the building. She lived on the 4th floor and it had an elevator. That was helpful for a man in his early 50's. Wendy probably ran up the stairs everyday. She was only 30 years old now.

We arrived at her apartment and after we entered and put my things away in Wendy's room, of course, we sat and just talked for a few minutes. Then she said, "oh fuck this" and grabbed me and laid on top of me making out with her father and touching me all over as I did the same. Finally, we needed to get out of those clothes.

We quickly ran to her bedroom, stripping and stumbling as we went along. We were both laughing like kids. We got to the bedroom totally nude and the first thing I wanted to happen was to get my cock into some Wendy pussy. I picked her up, threw her on the bed, and quickly crawled between her spreading legs.

I always fucked her with her legs on my shoulders. I wasn't going to change anything that worked before. Both legs were on my shoulders and may cock just slid into her cunt, it was so juicy and wet. Her pussy wasn't quite as tight as it had been the first time, but what great pussy it still was, sucking on my cock like a little mouth. I rammed into her as hard as I could and she squealed in pain and pleasure.

Fucking my own daughter always brought the animal out in me. I started thrusting with a steady rhythm that I could maintain for 30 minutes if I had to. But I wanted her to cum on my cock all the time it was happening. And she did, my little dove of a daughter. Finally, I thought she needed some Daddy cum so I shot a huge wad up her twat and quickly withdrew, to watch the squirting or cream-pie, whichever would happen. I was lucky, they both did. She squirted on my belly, and a large cream-pie formed around her pussy.

Then we both got up and she licked my cock clean, and we went into the shower to wash off. While in there she gave me the blow-job she loved doing so much. I didn't have much cum left but she gobbled it down with enthusiasm. Then we thoroughly cleaned each other, for the fun of it, and dried each other, again for the fun.

I had noticed that this was a two bedroom apartment, but she had put me in with her. I asked about that, but she said I would have to wait until tonight. That would be several hours, so we went out and she showed me around her new hometown. It was a lovely place, with fine, liberal looking people and establishments. It seemed to have a large foreign population, always a good thing for variety in life.

We ate lunch at a Thai restaurant and continued the tour, with me trying but failing to get anything out of Wendy. She kept saying I would just have to be patient, it would be worth it.

We arrived back at her apartment just after 4:30 p.m. and went up in the elevator to Wendy's apartment. Instead of putting her key in she looked at me with a playful look and then rang the doorbell. I heard someone in her apartment approaching the door. It opened and I almost burst into tears of joy. It was Aashi!

She was 6 years older, but just as lovely, with her dark skin and black hair, which she had released to flow around her shoulders. This time she was dressed in western clothing but she was still as exotic as a wild Himalayan rhododendron. The true beauty of the eastern world here in Wendy's apartment.

Wendy had kept in touch with Aashi. Easy to do in these days of smartphones and internets and emails. When she found that Aashi was coming to the States, and, in fact, to Wendy's own city, to do scholarly research they had decided that they would share Wendy's apartment. After all, they had been lovers once upon a time.

Aashi had just arrived a few days earlier, and they were still getting to know each other again. But one thing they both knew was that I should be involved. Tonight was to be the night that Aashi and Wendy got to know each other very well again. And I was privileged to watch it happen.

I was like an old schoolboy who couldn't wait for his treat, but they made me wait. Aashi had prepared a dish using eggplant as the main ingredient. We were to dine first, then, perhaps get to know each other again. So we washed up and sat down and had a delicious Indian meal. All vegetables, no meat, but scrumptious and quite filling. Afterwards we had a little wine as we sat companionably in the living area.

I could see just looking at their beautiful faces, Wendy's with her perpetual freckles and red hair, Aashi's with her tumbling black hair and lovely smile, that they were in the mood for a night of love making. And I was right. First Wendy got up and took Aashi by the hand and led her into the extra bedroom. The one Aashi was staying in. They were slightly hesitant, I could see, because they hadn't done anything like this is 6 years.

I got up and followed, of course. I wanted to watch some loving girl on girl action. The first thing they did was to kiss and nuzzle each other on the cheeks and necks. A little ear licking and neck sucking went on. It was all making me as hard as brass. Finally, they broke apart and Wendy began to undress Aashi. She did it slowly, and tenderly. Women are not as rough as men can be. Slowly each clothing piece was removed until she stood like an Indian goddess in the dim light.

She posed a moment, knowing she was the center of attraction, and then she began the same process with Wendy. Slowly removing her garments. She was especially slow taking off the bra, and releasing Wendy's perky tits. There were no panties to take off. Wendy had never put on a pair since the morning.

(I had already stripped and was jerking my cock slowly in an easy chair in the corner, watching.)

Then they hugged again, mashing perky breast to more mature rounder, softer breast. And they took each other to the bed and lay down together, but with head to toe, opposite each other. There was going to be some pussy licking and tongue fucking tonight.

They started very slowly, each finding the other's clit and then licking and nibbling it. Then, as if in synchronization they started licking and kissing each other's labia. This went on until Wendy came first, then Aashi followed, and the action began to get intense with each pressing their tongues and lips against the other's pussy harder and harder. They were so fucking excited and I was jerking harder too. As they were pussy-diving they were also cramming fingers into the other's ass hole. I could hardly keep from cumming, but I had to if I wanted some action later.

Finally, I think they exhausted each other and just fell apart. They rested like that for several minutes until Wendy said, "Oh dear, we forgot all about Daddy."

Aashi rolled over and smiled and said, "I was thinking of Daddy all the time."

She stood up, and I could see that she had shaved her pussy. Was that just for me? She motioned me to come closer. I did, with my cock pointing upward and bouncing gently as I strolled to her. "This is just for me, alright Wendy, dear?", she said. And she got on all fours and waited for me to mount her. I could see she had oiled her pussy before we had arrived this evening, and even though Wendy had licked it, it still glistened in the soft light, guiding my cock to heaven.

I slowly pushed the head of my cock into that exotic pussy, and almost came immediately, but I was determined to teach her who her Daddy was again tonight. So I held off and slowly eased my whole length into that jasmine scented cunt. And then I just held it tight, my balls hanging; then I began banging and my balls were pounding her pussy from below. I think they were hitting her clit because she came immediately, with a little shriek of joy.

Pounding and thrusting, I fucked her for 20 minutes and I counted about 10 or 15 little shrieks of cumming. Then I squirted cum as far into her vagina as it would go, and kept humping until I had filled her to capacity. As I slowly withdrew she whimpered with regret that it was over.

But it wasn't.

My cock was so slimy from my own cum, and hers that I just slid him up a couple of inches and rammed her ass. This time she screamed, but she started pushing back against me. I was fucking her with a dry cock but he stayed hard for me, so I could give this beautiful passion flower all the loving she needed. I fucked her until she finally cried out she couldn't cum anymore.

I pulled out and my darling Wendy, who had been finger-fucking herself the whole time, brought a washcloth over that she had prepared for us. She wiped my cock clean, kissed it, then washed Aashi clean and kissed her cunt and ass, with love.

I was hoping that Aashi's research would take a long time here in the States.