A Birthday Blow Job for Daddy

I gave up on birthday parties after my thirtieth, but my wife Joan and my daughter Karen insisted on celebrating my thirty-eighth with cake and ice cream. I blew out the candles with one long puff and then Joan carved out three wedges. After we finished off our sugary treat, my pretty wife wished me a happy birthday and handed me a gift-wrapped package. She had thoughtfully bought me a best-selling book that I had been planning to read.

"I'll give you my present later, Dad," Karen said. When mother and daughter shared a giggle, I knew that they had cooked something up. My beautiful daughter had come home from a prestigious university just for my birthday. It was costing me a fortune to keep her in the pricey school, but I thought of it as an investment that would someday pay dividends. I sometimes wondered why I even bothered paying for a higher education when she could have earned far more than most people as a model, actress, stripper, or - God forbid - a hooker. Her angelic face was framed by curly brown hair. She had a million-dollar smile, and, believe me, it had cost me nearly that much. Regular visits to a tanning salon accounted for her perfect tan.

Later that evening, I was watching TV when Joan planted her sweet ass on my lap. That's her way of saying it is time for sex, and she always gives me something special on my birthdays. I always ask for ass and she always serves it up, even though she doesn't particularly enjoy being sodomized. "Why don't you get cleaned up and we'll have some fun," she whispered.

I took a hot, soapy shower, shaved and brushed my teeth. I jacked my cock to perfect my hard-on, slapped on a little aftershave, opened the door to the bedroom, and got the shock of a lifetime. My beautiful daughter was stretched out naked on the bed with a big pink bow tied around her slender waist. You could have knocked me over with a feather! Joan was sitting next to the bed wearing only a short, terrycloth robe. Both of my beauties had big smiles on their faces.

As I stood there ogling my saucy daughter, my cock lurched all the way to my belly. Her tits were absolutely perfect - not big, but very nice. I was pleased to see a full bush on her pussy. I approve of women using a razor to keep the shrubbery from growing wild, but strongly disapprove of them shaving it all off. A cunt should be covered with hair the way nature intended.

"What's going on?" I asked. I know it was a dumb thing to say but I couldn't think of anything else.

"Daddy, I wanted to thank you for all that you have done for me by giving you a really nice present. I decided to give you my body. It was really Mom's idea. I'm sorry I'm not a virgin for you, but I've only been with one guy so I'm close to being one."

"I'm not sure I can accept your present. After all, you are my own daughter," I said.

"Oh, don't be silly," Joan said. "Look at her. Look how beautiful she is. I'm sure that you have fucked her in your fantasies many times. Now get over here and do what you've been wanting to do for years."

My cock was harder than it had been in months and I was masturbating it in full view of my young daughter. "Well, if you aren't going to take advantage of the situation, I will," Joan said. She stood and shrugged off her robe then slipped onto the bed and kissed her daughter on the mouth. The kisses were innocent at first but that soon changed, and they began kissing passionately and fondling each other's beautiful tits. It just kept getting better and better.

"How long has this been going on?" I asked.

"We played around the last time she was home," Joan said.

"Yeah, Daddy. I made it with a girlfriend and I wanted Mom to see how good it feels. But don't worry, I like men, too."

I shamelessly stroked my cock as Joan sucked her daughters beautiful tits. She untied the ribbon and ran her hand down over the golden belly to the furry mound. Karen moaned as her mother ground the heel of her hand into her mons. I crossed my fingers and hoped that Joan wouldn't stop at Karen's tits. My wish was granted. She lapped at her daughter's pelt the way a cat grooms her kittens. Joan continued fondling Karen's breasts as she fucked her pussy with her long tongue. Most of her effort went into working her tongue around inside Karen's fuck-hole, but she stopped occasionally and lavished attention on every inch of that pussy.

"Come and get this hair off of my tongue," Joan said. "I can't find it." I sat on the bed and examined her extended tongue. Even as I was reaching for the hair I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was picking one of my daughter's pussy-hairs off of my wife's tongue! Freed of the pesky hair, Joan went right back to work on Karen's pussy.

I could not stay out of it any longer. I came to my knees beside my daughter's head and aimed my hard cock at her lovely face. She smiled when she realized what I wanted. Her mouth was warm and very wet. She sucked most of my cock in, drew a vacuum, and then pulled slowly off. The vacuum caused her cheeks to cave in around my cock. The soft linings of her mouth gripped me tighter the closer her lips came to the head. At the end of that first suck I realized that I was in for an unprecedented struggle to control my inevitable orgasm. It didn't help that I was now fondling her precious titties. My hand was drawn to them like iron to a magnet.

Karen's moans were the icing on the cake. They made every nerve in the head and neck of my cock tingle. She had her hand on the back of her mother's head and was humping her mouth. We were both coming down the home stretch together. I was determined to shoot my load right down Karen's throat, but, at the last second, my conscience got the best of me and I changed my mind. I gave her just a sample of my broth before I pulled my cock out and sprayed her tits. Could it have been my jism against her nipples that triggered her orgasm? Perhaps. All I can be sure of is that my daughter and I were cumming together.

"OH, MOM, PLEASE DON'T STOP! I'M CUMMING SO GOOD. HUH..HUH..HUH..AH, ANOTHER ONE! I CAN'T STOP CUMMING!"

The five-star cum-shot all over my daughter's heaving tits was worthy of a porno star. I divided the ten spurts equally between tits, and then used the dribbles to decorate her swollen nipples. I felt a little queasy when Joan moved higher and lapped at the fresh semen. She is one of those rare women who love everything about cum. I sometimes slip a rubber on my cock before I cum in her pussy so I can empty the contents into her mouth. I decided that I would have to teach the perversion to Karen, but first I had to overcome my reluctance to shoot off in her mouth.

Joan rolled onto her back and clawed at her pussy. "Oh, Mommy, you poor dear," Karen said. "You need a good fucking now but Daddy can't do it because I accidentally sucked him off, so I will have to do the job for him." She literally ran to her room and came back seconds later with a gigantic dildo in her hand. She strapped it to her belly so deftly that I'm certain she had donned it many times before. As she pushed her mother's knees apart and mounted her, she said, "You're going to love my big, hard cock in your pussy, Mommy."

Joan squealed as her daughter's thick cock spread her vagina wider than it had been since childbirth. The notion of a young woman, barely of legal age, fucking her beautiful mother with an artificial cock is so indecent that describing it makes me blush. Mother and daughter were tit to tit and belly to belly. Joan raised her hips to meet her daughter's downward thrusts. Karen's still-wet tits slapping against her mother's face gave the latter an opportunity to polish off the few pearls of jism still clinging to the skin.

My cock rose to the challenge faster than it ever had before, and I was soon astride Joan's thighs taking aim on my daughter's pussy. With the dildo up high on her pubic bone, the entrance to her cuntal canal was unobstructed. My conscience held me back for a moment, then my lust took control and I lined my cock up with the wet mouth of my daughter's pussy and speared it with one perfect thrust. I nearly came on the first stroke but somehow managed to regain control.

The two sex-crazed beauties were wailing so loudly that my ears rang. We moved awkwardly at first, but with a minute or two of practice we began to move together like the precision gears in a Swiss watch. When Karen pulled her cock out, I drove mine in. As I reached between their bodies and filled my hands with my daughter's tits, her mother's hard nipples dug into the backs of my hands.

Our smooth fuck turned ragged when Karen started cumming. We were like an engine running on half of its cylinders. I held tightly to my daughter's slender waist and fucked her with all of my strength. I was determined to torment every single nerve in her tight, slick pussy until I found the one crucial nerve that would trigger her orgasm. I found it! My daughter wanted the whole world to know that the fires of orgasm were raging out of control in her pussy.

"OH, MY GOD, I'M CUMMING. HUH..HUH..HUH..HUH..HERE COMES ANOTHER ONE!"

Mother and daughter came together. Determined to make it a three-way orgasm, I picked up speed until I was delivering three strokes per second. My goal was to keep her orgasm going and to get mine started. The Kegel contractions in the wall's of her pussy made her so tight that it felt like I was being milked. I threw myself on top of the writhing women, let out a bellow, and shot my load into my daughter's clenching pussy.

We untangled ourselves from our forbidden embrace and lay gasping for air. I think we were all in a state of shock over what we had done. Nothing was said for a long time. Then Karen whispered, "Did you like your present, Daddy?"

"Baby, it was the best present anyone has ever given me."