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(Watching part 5)
irishmik60

All this was so hard to believe.

Where to start? During this time at home with my parents on spring break from college I'd: one, become slightly intoxicated. I had to of been for everything else to of happened. Two, seen my parents fucking. OMG! did that really happen in front of me? Did I really peek in their bedroom door? Three; fucked myself to an orgasm with a beer bottle. Damn! Was I that drunk last night? Four; noticed my parents watching me fuck myself. Now, at least that wasn't my fault, was it? Five; actually let my mother eat my pussy while daddy fucked her from behind.....in my own bedroom no less! This has to be a dream. Six; followed my parents to their bedroom where I was fucked by my dad. My what a big cock you have. And, finally seven; let the both of them use me in a wild threesome this morning, stone cold sober?

I am NOT this kind of person. I'm not a girl to think of fucking her dear old daddy, let alone letting mom eat my pussy, then returning the favor. Am I in some sort of different dimension? Will I awake soon and find all this a wild and perverted dream?

Well, I did awake, and no...it wasn't a dream. My pussy still felt stretched, my sheets were wet with sweat and cum. I laid there naked, legs askew, like I'd just been ravished. Well? I HAD just been ravished! By the biggest cock I'd ever seen. By my dad's cock! And, after, I'd let mom lick his juice from my pussy. All this as I licked her cunt too.

As I arose and went to take a shower, I could here mom and dad rambling around in the kitchen. I quickly showered, pulled on some old oriental silk pajamas and went to join them. What would I say? What would they say? Would they be sorry? Should I be sorry?

I arrived in the kitchen to find my mother wrapped in a light Terri robe. Nice and proper. On the other hand, dad was standing naked at the stove. Bacon finished cooking, he was now making pancakes. For 46 he had a marvelous body, yet should I really be looking at it?

"Hello dear', dad says to me as he gives me a fatherly hug and peck on the cheek. Only thing I notice different is that as he withdrew his hands his fingers slid over my breasts. And, his cock seemed to twitch. That massive cock of which I'd never seen such one to compare.

All I know is his touch across my breasts made my nipples rise to attention. This wasn't supposed to happen. This was my dad. Why wasn't I running from the room, away from my dads nude form?

"Have a seat my hon," my mother said, "we need to talk." It was then that I noticed my mom again. Almost like she wasn't there a moment ago. A moment ago when my dad caressed me. I also noticed her robe had slightly parted, showing me she was naked under it.

Still in a daze I took my seat at the kitchen table. I never knew I could feel this perverted, this alive. My father naked in front of me like there was nothing wrong. My mother acting like this was an normal morning. Like we'd no just gotten done fucking in a three way orgy not an hour ago.

I was always open sexually from a young age. I remember looking at porn on the computer whenever my parents weren't around, then discreetly erasing the history so they wouldn't know. I remember the fist time a cock entered me. Unlike so many girls that complained about the pain, it'd only hurt for a moment, then became fabulous.

I was never a prude, but never acted a slut either. I was careful whom I let fuck me. I didn't want a reputation through school as easy, or a quick fuck. The boys I fucked knew if ever they said anything, they'd never get anymore pussy from me.

Now I'm remembering vividly dad's cock deep inside me. Mom's lips on my pussy, and now sitting in the kitchen like an old fashioned family. An old fashioned family with dad standing there naked with a half hard cock. Mom with her robe slipping further and further apart. And, me, feeling my pussy swell and moisten, at all the memories and thoughts going through my brain.

As I was looking at mom, waiting for her to speak, I noticed dad's cock lengthening. He was standing there next to mom, in front of the two of us, getting hard all over again! OMG! How could a man his age keep getting it up so much?

"Sweetie", (her pet name for me) 'as you notice your dads got a nice cock. All these years I've been able to share it with many of my friends. Yes hon, your dad and I like sex. No, love sex. I'd be bowlegged if I tried to satisfy him all by myself. I've always been open, and proud to share your dad's prowess with others. Now I've helped satisfy his greatest fantasy, to share his cock with you, his daughter."

With this said, I could see dad's cock was almost completely hard. Precum dripping from the tip of his cock.

Before either of us could respond, dad quickly turned and started serving breakfast to the two of us. With each step he took, his enormous penis swayed from side to side, bouncing up and down. It was just then I noticed dad was completely shave except for a small knot of hair above his shaft. His rod pointing out from his groin, above his thick muscular thighs. A small paunch of a belly, not a hard body, but in great shape for his age.

Dad said very little, but sat at the table like nothing had occurred in the past 24 hours that was out of the ordinary.

As I sat there eating breakfast, I slowly took in what mom was telling me. She was saying she thought it OK if dad and I fucked. I had totally forgot I had a boyfriend that I knew was partying heavily in Florida this spring break. He'd never offered to take me with him. hell! he'd never asked me if I wanted to go. I'd just realized I didn't care. I also knew we were through. How could I even imagine another cock in me after I'd had dad's wonderful tool? he not only was huge, he knew how to use it.

I knew he could hurt me if he was too aggressive. But, dad only took what he felt he knew he could. I'd never known a man to come that much, or recover so quickly, or so often.

As all this was going through my brain, leaving me in a catharsis, the phone rang. I almost jumped from my seat.

Lifting the phone from the receiver, I could hear the music blaring in the background. I knew right away it was Jennie, my bestest girlfriend. "Hey Jenn!!! what's goin on?"

"nuthin girlfriend, bored shitless. Can I come over so we can bake by you guys pool?"

Here I am, talking with my best and longest lasting girlfriend on the phone. My pussy's tingling looking across the kitchen at my dad's huge cock, standing out proud, winking at me. All I can think of is feeling his cock in me again. My mouth, between my tits (which I haven't felt yet), and of course in my pussy. And, Jennie wants to come over and sunbathe. She knows I'm home on break.

I know if she comes over today, she'll want to hang all week. And all I can think of is dad's cock.

If I tell her no, she'll want to know why. I can't think of an excuse that quick. "OK Jenn, how about 2 this afternoon? I'll make sure the pools clean."

"Sounds good! Can't wait to show off my new suit to ya! I don't dare let anyone here see it though. Hope your dad doesn't go perv on me. See you then."

Go perv? If she only knew what dad was packing, heheheh.

"OK, mom, dad, that was Jenn, as if you didn't know. She's coming over this afternoon to bake by the pool. So if I'm gonna get some more of that man meat, we better get at it!"

With that said, dad put his arm around me and led me to the den. Mom was rinsing and putting the breakfast dished in the dishwasher. In moments I was dropping my robe from my shoulders, being naked in front of my father....again. It no longer seemed strange or odd to be doing this. It seemed only natural and desirable to even consider having sex with my father What am I saying? It's sick! It's so wrong to want to have sex with your parent. But I had to tell myself I no longer felt that way. Seeing my fathers naked form in front of me, knowing exactly what we were here to do, no longer felt strange or sick to me. It felt sexy, alive, desirable.

In the den we had one of those big 'L' shaped couches. I turned and sat in the 'Vee' of the couch, dad standing in front of me, his hard cock at eye level. I didn't want to wait any longer. I didn't want to be patient. I wanted dad's cock! As he stepped up to me I reached out, wrapped my hand around the shaft of his manhood, and pulled it to me. Yes, 'IT', not him. I couldn't even focus on the fact that this was dad. All I saw was a cock that I knew would thrill me like no other.

Hold it in an upward angle, I ran my tongue all the way up the base of this penis, relishing his taste, his sweat. Before I even reached the head, precum started to ooze from the head. As I arrived at the head to taste and savor his juice, I could hear him gasp, feel his hips move forward, pushing his meat closer to me.

As I felt the wrinkle on the underside of his cock head, I began stroking my hands up and down his shaft. This made more of his precum visible at the head, which I immediately lapped up.

Then I felt my dad reach down and touch my breast. As he pinched my left nipple, the head of his cock in my mouth, I knew the audible gasp that came from me sent a wonderful vibration to his dick. Also, it felt like my nipple was a 2nd clit. My pussy started tingling, creating it's own moisture. Like a perpetual machine: mouth to cock, hand to nipple, hands on shaft, pussy, tingling, cock twitching...all working in harmony to excite the two of us.

As much as I wanted dad's cum in my mouth, I wanted him in my pussy more. 'Fuck me dad! Fuck me now!!

"No kiddo, Not yet." he says. Dad backs away and kneels on the floor in front of me. Taking a calf in each hand he pulls me forward and stretches my legs wide and upwards. As I slide down and back into the seat, I notice mom has joined us. Sitting in the recliner alongside the couch, her legs over either arm, fingers of one hand working her pussy over, her other hand going from tit to tit. Not taking her eyes off us, mesmerized by our passionate embrace.

Dad, holding me like he was, bent forward and buried his face into my crack. No slowness, no tease, almost no foreplay. His tongue dove straight into my hole. I could feel him lapping up my juices. I could feel myself creating more juice for him. AS his tongue slid out of my pussy and up over my clit, my thighs and ass quivered, pushing my Mons up into dads face. This seemed to drive him on. orgasm after orgasm shooting though me. Unstoppable, never ending. I'd never continued coming like this before.

Dad, feeling me in the throws of passion, dropped my legs over his shoulders, aimed his cock head at the entrance of my pussy and drove it home. OH MY GOD! I never felt so full!!! I was so wet his thickness didn't seem to matter. In deep, his balls resting on my ass. Slowly dad slid himself from my sheath. Once the head of his cock rested at the entrance of my pussy, he'd drive it deep and hard again. Slow out, hard in, slow out, hard in!

With each downward thrust his balls would slap against my ass. Moisture was leaking from around dad's cock sliding down the crack of my ass. That's when I felt one of his fingers tickling my ass. Om the next time he drew out of me, before he slid back in, he slipped his finger in my ass. If the nerves in my pussy weren't awake before, they were once he drove his cock back in. I could feel his finger and his cock probing me.

Taking his other hand, he rested it on my Mons, and began strumming my clit with the thumb. here I was, being finger fucked, being fucked, and being masturbated. All at the same time, all by my dad. My orgasms were continual and non stop. I was too weak to cry out, but to alive not to want this never to stop.

"Fuck her dear! Fill her up!," mom cried out. Rubbing her pussy furiously about to have her own orgasm.

Hearing mom call out drove dad on. Removing his finger from my ass, his other hand from my clit, he took hold of my calve again and sped up his thrusts. I could feel the head of his cock hammer against the wall of my cervix with end thrust. Dad's legs started to tighten and shake. I could feel his cock swell, telling me I was about to get a cum bath.

I was already shaking from non stop orgasms. But, I didn't want dads juice in me, I still wanted to taste him. Pushing him back, forcing his cock from my insides, I took hold of his hot shaft and pulled the head to my face. Just as I opened my mouth, he blasted his seed. The first shot hit my upper lip, spraying on either side of my face. I had to fight the continual stream of man juice to get my mouth over his cock's head. Three blasts later I had my mouth enclosed around him. Even after already three hard shots dad quickly filled my mouth. Unable to swallow fast enough it dribbled down my chin, over my breasts, and onto my stomach. I could feel dad's cock pulse with each spurt of his cum.

Dad sat back on his haunches recovering from his orgasm. I laid back sated, exhausted, against the back of the couch. Mom had cum violently in the recliner and was catching her breath. That's when we head the noise.

Turning to the doorway, there stood Jenn, eyes wide open, unable to take her eyes from my dad's tool. She decided not to wait till 2, and when no one answered the door, she'd let herself in. There she was, standing there, one breasts hanging out from her bikini top, her bag on the floor, her other hand inside her suit bottoms, her jaw agape, watching.