My wife's daughter came to visit for the holidays. It's a second marriage for both of us; she has two kids by a previous marriage, and I have three. Susan, her daughter, is in her late twenties and has never married. She's had a few close calls, but for one reason or another, things just never seemed to work out.
Susan arrived about a week before the big day and was staying with us until a day or two after new years day. We'd put Susan up in the guest room and had been taking her around and doing all the tourist things in the area, which, as year round residents, we never do; like driving to beach and hitting the boardwalk and going into town and to visit the museums and art galleries.
After a few days of this, Susan begged for a day or two where she could just rest. She wanted to be able to just sit and relax by the pool; which is far to cold for swimming this time of year, even if we are on the Gulf coast. So, we agreed.
On our day off from sight seeing, the dogs had me awake by six o'clock, as usual. I let them out and fed them while keeping as quiet as possible so everyone else could have a sleep-in. After the dogs were taken care of, I went off to my study, as is my usual routine, to take care of certain business that I generally attend to on pretty much a daily basis. I sat at my computer and found the bookmark for one of my favorite porn web sites and logged in to see what new updates were available.
I was still wearing my nightshirt. Yes, I know, few men wear such things these days, but I have always hated PJs. In the summer I enjoy sleeping in just shorts or even nude, but in winter, I need something warmer. My wife came up with nightshirt idea so I tried it and love it, and I've worn them in winter ever since. Another big advantage of the garment is when I am in my study for my daily 'ritual' and when I have located suitable inspiration on one of my porn sites, it's so easy to just pull up the hem and stroke myself. And, if I happen to hear my wife coming up the hallway, I can just put the hem down and I'm instantly covered up. It's actually harder to hide the porn on the screen than it is to hide my cock.
Its not that my wife doesn't know what I'm up to – she's asked if I do it and I've told her I do pretty much every day - it's just that she thinks porn is disgusting, so I do my best to keep it out of her sight.
So, I'd logged in and I was perusing the site when I came across a really good amateur video that, from the description, had all of the elements I enjoyed; sucking cock, some good fucking scenes, and finally, the guy cuming in the young girl's mouth at the end. And, it was almost twenty minutes long. I hate those twenty second teaser videos ... there's hardly even enough time to get a good erection before it's over.
I made sure the sound was turned way down so I could hardly hear it – more than once when I thought the sound was low, a girl in a video would cum and scream real loud and then I would have to scramble to get the mouse pointer on top of the volume control before my wife called from the other room asking what the sound was.
Everything was all set, so I settled back in my chair, lifted the hem of my nightshirt, started stroking my 'friend,' and I clicked the 'play' button to start viewing the very provocative video. I was really into it – I had my box of tissues at the ready – and felt pretty confident I had the timing about right and that I would climax right around when the stud was shooting his load on the blonde's tongue. The cum scene was getting close, and I was getting close; when I almost jumped out of my skin. Why, you might ask? I heard a voice.
"Don't cum yet." The voice said softly, from right behind me. I recognized the voice right away as Susan's. I was mortified. I started to cover up my 'friend.'
"No! Leave it out." She said again, almost at a whisper.
"How long have you been there behind me?" I asked.
"Ever since the blonde started sucking that beautiful cock." She said over my shoulder. "You're getting soft. Keep stroking it."
"I can't do that with you there!" I whispered vehemently.
"Oh, alright." Her hand appeared from behind me and it reached for my cock. "Move your hand." I did.
She took me firmly in her grasp and started stroking me. I responded very quickly, and was back up to 'full steam' in seconds.
"What are you doing?" I said, incredulous.
"You can't tell?"
"You know what I mean ... WHY are you doing this?" I rephrased my question as she continued to jack me; it felt so very good, that quite frankly, I didn't care what she said, as long as she kept pumping my cock.
"Because when I got up to pee and came out of the bathroom, I saw the light from your computer coming from your study – you didn't close the door all the way – so, I decided I might as well just stay up and I was going to stick my head in and ask if you wanted me to make some coffee. But when I pushed the door open a little, I saw a blonde sucking a young stud's very lovely cock on your computer screen and I noticed you seemed to be beating your meat. As I stood and watched the video, and you, I felt my cunt starting to get rather wet, so I put my hand up under my nightie and started rubbing my clit. Then, I got so turned on that I knew I had to have your cock inside me, so that's why I told you not to cum, because I need your cock to stay hard so you can fuck me, until I cum. OK?"
"Oh." I said.
She came around in front of me and knelt on the carpet so her head was at about level with my cock.
"Hmmm ... very nice. I see why mom says you two have a really good sex life at your age." She said.
She lifted up on her knees and leaned over and took my stiff cock in her mouth. I moaned in supreme delight. She was right about her mother and I having a rather active sex life for a couple in our age bracket. But one thing her mother does not like to do, is suck cock. She's done it a few times for me, but she never enjoys it. Her daughter's mouth on me - sliding up and down and her tongue swirling around the head - had me close to erupting in no time.
"Honey, if you keep doing that, I'm going to cum in your mouth." I gasped. She stopped sucking, but still stroked me slowly.
She stood up.
"Pull my panties down, John." I did. "Scooch up to the edge of the chair." I did.
She wore a very short little baby doll nightie which she didn't even have to pull up, she just lifted one leg and sat on my lap facing me, and as she did so, she guided my cock into her wet pussy. The next thing I knew, I was fucking my wife's daughter.
