While I erupted into Natasha's mouth, she diligently squeezed her lips and habitually swallowed all my nectar. I simply loved this feeling, which was complemented by the delightful mooing sounds and tickling from my wife's curls. After Natasha had swallowed everything, she pulled out the penis with a smacking sound and smiled contentedly. I crawled off the sofa and began to kiss my wife right on the lips, which had just tightened around my penis. My hands stroked her body with all my might--hips, tummy, breasts. The robe got in the way a little, but Natasha and I didn't talk about being naked in front of Zhora; I had no idea how she would react if I started undressing her in front of strangers.
Meanwhile, half a meter away from us, Sashenka was slurping on George's dick. My friend was reclining relaxed, not in any way directing the actions of his young partner, and Sasha, despite her contented moo, did not look like a girl who knew what to do next. She didn't even train on cucumbers or toys, she jumped right into the quarry, one might say. All her experience was limited to watching porn and recently watching a blowjob performed by her mother in the kitchen.
If in the first moments Zhorik guided the girl, his penis even protruded our daughter's cheek a couple of times, now he completely pulled away and dived into the abyss of pleasure that the very fact that his penis was captivated by the young lips of an eighteen-year-old charmer gave him.
And Sasha, who began the blowjob by kissing the head and licking the wrinkled balls, was now completely confused and focused on banal up-and-down movements, taking less than half of George's penis, which had already come three times before, and therefore was in no hurry to discharge. Monotonous movements hardly added inspiration to the daughter, so the situation urgently needed to be saved.
And then I decided to take matters into my own hands. The picture excited me extremely, but I had no idea how to tell my daughter about my feelings, so I decided to just help her with advice, hoping that Natasha would join in and I could be distracted.
"Daughter..." I said quietly.
- Ummm? - asked Sashenka.
- Try moving your tongue. Put your dick in your cheek more often, for example, I really like it when your mother does this.
And then I was surprised to notice that my daughter's cheeks turned red when I mentioned Natasha. It was simply incredible that Sasha, giving a blowjob to a man in the presence of her parents, found room for embarrassment when I compared her to her mother. I realized that the bashful blush on my daughter's cheeks again caused a wild erection in me and hastily sat down on the sofa, trying to hide my excitement. Meanwhile, as I expected, Natasha came to the rescue.
She sat closer to the couple and put her hand on the back of her daughter's head, stroking her encouragingly. I was already choked with delight, imagining how Natasha bends down and kisses our girl right on the rosy cheeks that Zhorik's penis protrudes.
Then I realized for the first time that George began to appear in my fantasies and froze in puzzlement, trying to understand the sensations. Meanwhile, Natasha began to convey her experience to her gentle, but so inexperienced daughter, who, listening to my advice, tilted her charming head to the side so that my friend's penis protruded her cheek, realizing the initial scene of my fantasy. I was in awe waiting for my wife to get even closer to her daughter and start kissing her, but thank God this didn't happen, otherwise I would have ended right there.
"You can sometimes take your hands off your penis, put them on Zhora's hips, or even rest on the sofa," Natasha said.
And then she continued:
-- The sensations are sharper when you caress a guy only with your mouth. And don't be afraid to take it a little deeper, the main thing is to relax. It's still too early for you to do the throat, just let it slide a little to the base of the tongue.
The wife removed her hand from the back of her daughter's head, inviting her to move herself. The girl obediently put her hands behind her back and began gnawing and gnawing exactly like Natasha had done a few minutes ago when she was giving me a blowjob. The penis began to go deeper, I saw how desperate moans were mixed with the moaning of pleasure, when the reflex was triggered and tears ran down my daughter's cheeks.
"You can gurgle a little, like you rinse your mouth while brushing your teeth." They like the vibration.
Sasha did just that, simultaneously trying to push the penis even deeper, which led to new tears. Zhorik reacted violently to the new technique - he stood up and began to hold the girl fluttering on his penis with his hands. She used her hands again, but this time not for caresses, but trying to instinctively push Georgy away.
The same one, we must give him his due, even in anticipation of an orgasm, did not try to drive his weapon deeper, but only held Sasha so that she would not jump off before Zhorik erupted into her charming mouth. And finally, to the accompaniment of my daughter's muffled moans, Zhora came.
Sasha, naturally, out of habit, relaxed her lips and all the nectar flowed down her chin and began to drip onto her bare chest. My imagination helpfully slipped in a picture of Natasha licking Zhora's sperm from her daughter's breasts, and I realized that this time I couldn't stand it. Now my panties and shorts had to be thrown into the dirty laundry basket, which I did, hastily leaving the room.
When I returned, dressed in a robe, I saw an idyllic picture - instead of Natasha, as I imagined in my fantasies, Zhora himself was licking the sperm from his daughter. And Natasha only looked at his actions with slight surprise, stroking her daughter on the shoulder in confusion.
- Dad, why did you run away? I did everything wrong, right? - My daughter looked at me sadly.
- No, what are you talking about! I just... just... - I froze, trying to come up with a reason that wouldn't give away that I was so overexcited looking at my own daughter that I came right into my clothes.
-- By the way, I've never seen a guy lick his own sperm off a girl in porn! -- the daughter pointed her finger at Zhorik, who was selflessly working on the last drops on her tummy.
"I just really want you to understand that there is nothing wrong with sperm." A girl can swallow, smear herself with it - this is absolutely normal," said Zhora, interrupting his caresses for a second.
"I understand," my daughter muttered and ran her fingers through George's hair.
"But I was so hoping that mom and I would make you cum at the same time!" Well, synchronously, like in porn. But I didn't swallow it because I was confused. It's not that I don't like it or anything. Not at all! -- she smiled, because Zhora finally finished and they kissed.
To prove her words, the girl opened her mouth and showed a white viscous liquid, which George handed to her with a kiss. And then she made a swallowing movement and stuck out her tongue. There was nothing there.
- Good girl! - Natasha said, patting her daughter on the head again.
I wanted to do the same, but suddenly I shrank, thinking that my daughter might understand that my love for her had already outgrown my father's. "Damn it, make up your mind already, she's been having sex in front of you for the last week, and you're hesitating like a schoolboy before his first kiss!" - I thought and... I squeezed even more. "What if she gets offended and won't let me watch, she'll think it's disgusting, she'll start to worry..." - my thoughts were jumping like horses on the lawn.
And our insatiable daughter was already caressing George's penis with her nimble fingers. She didn't even let him rest for a minute - she was probably so eager to feel his penis growing stronger and pulsating in her mouth again...
***
The next day, my wife and I woke up around noon. This is understandable, because we only went to bed in the morning. I tossed and turned for a long time, trying to fall asleep. I couldn't get my head around the chillingly beautiful scene - my own daughter trying to swallow whole the dick of George, my childhood friend.
She decided to make her second blowjob in her life as unforgettable for Zhora as the first. This time the girl laid George across the sofa, and she lay down along it - it was more comfortable for her. She squelched and hummed delightfully, helping herself with her palm, deciding this time to ignore Natasha's advice not to use her hands. And I, all red with shame, sat next to me with a terrible erection on my daughter, despite the fact that a minute ago my dick had released probably a liter of sperm right into my shorts.
Natasha, when Sashenka began to give a blowjob for the second time, shrugged her shoulders and wanted to retire to her room, considering her duty fulfilled. But when she saw that I had an erection again, she decided to keep up with Sasha. She also did not sit on her knees this time, but stretched out on the sofa parallel to our daughter, so I was left with a modest corner, since the rest of the space was occupied by Zhora, Sasha and Natasha.
Having fluttered her tongue across the penis, my wife quickly received a modest portion of sperm - I had already evacuated the main reserves into shorts. Natasha swallowed everything, licked her lips, sat down next to me on the sofa and began casting reproachful glances at me and surprised glances at her daughter. I was trying to figure out if a naked daughter giving a man a blowjob made her feel the same way it did me. But in my wife's gaze I saw only admiration when Sasha, having only the second time in her life engaged in oral sex in the role of the giving party, was already actively swallowing more than half of the penis. I didn't notice any excitement in my wife's gaze, although, of course, she could disguise it more skillfully than I could.
Sashenka tried her best, using all the knowledge gained from porn and from contemplating our oral entertainment with Natasha. This time she was much more relaxed than a few minutes ago, when she gave Zhora a blowjob for the first time.
I had not yet spoken with my wife about my unhealthy desires, but from her eloquent glances it was clear to me that she was more outraged not by my reaction to Sasha, but by the possible consequences of my confession. This alone made me rejoice - all that remained was to find out how Sasha herself would react to this, but it was not possible to probe the waters without my daughter guessing about my feelings.
It is unlikely that Natasha will take my side if Sasha refuses to reciprocate my feelings. And even if my wife speaks out in favor, there are no guarantees that this will not alienate my daughter from me even more. I was tormented by doubts while my daughter nearby made lewd sounds. Suddenly the thought occurred to me that it was unlikely that such a moral problem was posed to the father in any porn video.
