After our last adventure, I decided that I wanted more out of our group relationship; it wasn't enough to be able to get only a partial erection. I wanted to be able to get as hard as I used to be when my dear departed wife and I had sex. Having come to that realization, I went to see my doctor. I asked him about Viagra and after some questions, he gave me some free samples to try. He suggested that since I could still achieve orgasm, that I should try half a pill and see how it went.
As soon as I got home, I popped half a pill and dug out an old porn video that I had hidden away. Putting the video in the machine, I stripped down and started the experiment. I quickly became excited by the scenes on screen, but despite my continued stroking, I was still only getting an incomplete erection. I was becoming more and more disappointed until after a half hour a so, I discovered that I was slowly getting harder. Within minutes, I was delighted to be holding a full blown hard on. I was back and couldn't wait to share it with someone, anyone. I slowly masturbated, wanting to make it last. I went as long as I could, finally exploding all over my stomach and thighs. I looked at the mess and then thought, "What the heck" and began scooping it up with my fingers and bringing it to my mouth. I ate all of it then went to the bathroom and wiped myself down with a washcloth. While I waited for my cock to deflate, I sat back down and continued to watch the video. To my complete surprise, I found that after watching it for another half hour or so, I was still hard. I had been getting turned again and starting playing with my new toy. Wonder of wonders, I came again and followed the same procedure as before. This time my swollen member lost its rigidity and I turned off the video and got dressed. I looked forward with much anticipation to Jane's next visit.
The next day was a Saturday and about mid-morning I heard the doorbell ring. Upon opening it I found my daughter, Lucy, standing on the porch.
"Hi daddy," She said. "Can I come in for a few minutes?"
"Sure, baby, come on in. What do you have on your mind?"
"We need to talk about what happened the other day. I feel really weird and need to know if you still love me." She said, nearly crying.
"Of course I love you; nothing could ever make me stop."
I took her in my arms, hugged her and led her into the living room where we sat down on the couch.
"I am a little stunned by the other day as well and I'm not sure what I want to do about it." I began. "I'm ashamed to admit that just thinking about it gets me excited. I know that's wrong, but I don't want to lie to you about anything. How do you feel?"
"Oh Daddy, I'm so confused." She wailed. "I have been Jane's sex slave for years, but I never thought that you would find out, much less, have sex with me."
"It's okay honey; we can just forget about it and pretend that it never happened."
"Is that what you want?" She asked tearfully. "You don't think that I'm as pretty as Jane?"
"Whoa, baby," I responded, "you are every bit as attractive as she is."
"Really, daddy, you think that I'm as sexy as she is?" Her breasts are bigger and she has longer legs."
"Well, honey, her breasts are a little bigger, but yours are perfect, they don't sag at all and your nipples are beautiful." I said, thinking that this was a very strange conversation to be having with my own daughter.
"Did you like sucking on them as much as on hers?"
"Even more," I said, thinking that it was true. I had enjoyed the illicit thrill of licking Lucy's tits much more than Jane's.
"Daddy, will you suck them now?" She said looking at the floor.
"I don't know, it's not right; we shouldn't be doing it." I muttered.
"Please," she said, reaching down and pulling her top up and off. "Touch me."
