"Mum, I can't believe what just happened!" I declared breathlessly. "I've just sucked my own father's cock. How can that be right? I mean, it can't be right, but I I loved it and I want to do it again and again. Please mum, help me out."
My mother Carol moved beside me and took my hand in hers.
"Millie, what I saw was a devoted daughter sharing the most loving of moments with her father. He loves you with all his heart and soul and for you to give him that gift, that special moment of tenderness and trust, well, I know it means the world to him." Carol rationalised.
"Oh mum, I hope you are right, I would die if somehow this has driven a wedge between us," I replied.
"Millie, don't worry, I'm sure it hasn't, in fact I know his love for you has no bounds," mum reassured.
Mum wrapped her arms around me as I gently sobbed. She held me tightly and I felt safe, protected. My heart was overflowing with the love of my dear parents.
Mum kissed me gently on my cheek.
I realised that we were both still naked from dad's shower. I felt mum's soft breast pushing against mine. My nipples began to firm under the sensuous touch of mum's soft, warm skin.
Our lips met.
I held mum's face as our mouths opened, our tongues exploring, our saliva mixing. Our passions rising.
Locked together, in that moment, after such intimacy with my father, I became overwhelmed that now, my mother was expressing her deep love for me. I knew that my family was my bedrock. I knew that nothing we did would be considered anything but an act of pure love. It gave me strength and comfort and freedom to express my love in any and all manner that I desired.
Mother was sweating lightly, I moved to her neck, relishing the salty taste.
I then cupped mum's right breast and ran my tongue over her rock hard nipple. I had inherited this trait from my mum. We both had long thick nipples when aroused, possibly the size of the end joint of the thumb. For each of us, our nipples were an extreme erogenous zone and for my part at least, I could orgasm from play with them.
I took mum's nipple into my mouth and sucked hard, biting it gently and running my tongue over it.
Mum moaned softly as she held the back of my head, a signal to keep doing what I was doing. Mum was playing with her other nipple and it had hardened accordingly.
"Oh Millie darling, don't stop," mum implored.
I could feel mum shivering to my touch. An orgasm was building deep in her loins as she squirmed to my sucking. I was blown away that mum, like myself could come to orgasm by nipple play.
I sucked firmly, determined not to unattach myself until mum had experienced her orgasm. I held her tightly around her waist as she shuddered violently, her breath was laboured and she dug her fingers into my shoulders.
I fell onto her and we collapsed onto the couch. We lay there, entwined for what must have been five minutes, neither of us needing to say a word, our bodies spoke for us, we had experienced another moment of great intimacy.
I was fully spent. It was late and I was emotionally drained.
"Oh mum, that was intense. I am so blessed to have you and dad. But I need to go to bed. I need to come down from this high," I managed to splutter out through my confused thoughts.
"Millie darling, yes go to bed, it has been a special day. I will see you in the morning," mum said as she kissed me good night on the cheek.
I positively floated to my room. My head hit the pillow and the reality of the situation hit me. My heart was pounding, I took deep breaths, I closed my eyes and before I knew it, I had fallen into a deep slumber.
I woke the next morning early, as the sun streamed its golden glow through my bedroom window.
I was still naked from the night before but felt no need to put any clothes on. I walked to the kitchen passing mum's bedroom. She was still sound asleep. I peeked in on dad's room and he was also asleep, snoring softly.
I went to the coffee machine to make myself a cappuccino. I sat contentedly sipping it when I heard stirring from dad's room.
I got up and went to him.
"Good morning dad, how are you feeling?" I asked as I gently kissed him on the cheek."
"Oh Millie darling, I'm feeling much better. I slept well last night, my back didn't seem to hurt as much," dad explained.
"That is so good dad, we will have you on your feet in no time," I said enthusiastically.
"I can't wait," dad replied, " I feel so useless, can't even get out of bed to go to the toilet, umm...speaking of which......"
It's fine dad, here, let's get you up," I said, pulling the sheet back.
Not unexpectedly, dad had morning wood. After the events of last night, there was absolutely no need for either of us to comment on it.
Dad was a bit more mobile, so he walked gingerly, with my assistance to the bathroom. Of course, with his hands still in casts I had to hold his cock as he peed.
I held it firmly, but lovingly, giving it a gentle squeeze as his powerful stream flowed into the bowl. Finished, I gave it the obligatory shake and instead of toilet paper, I rubbed the tip of his cock with the palm of my hand to capture any last drops.
I got dad back to bed and propped him up with the pillows.
"Would you like a coffee dad?" I asked.
"Please darling," he replied.
I returned minutes later with fresh coffee for both of us.
I felt I had to say something about last night.
"Dad, we did a most intimate act last night, probably something that outsiders would not understand, I'm not even sure if you do, I mean you weren't in a position to stop me. Maybe I have gone too far and disappointed you, I mean........"
Dad interrupted me.
"Millie darling, what happened last night was a beautiful thing. You know I love you with all my heart. Nothing we do between us and your mum can be wrong. When we act out of love it is precious," dad explained.
"Oh dad, thank you, thank you, you have made me so happy," I gushed as I planted a kiss on his lips.
"And I see you are naked Millie, that is so good, now your mother and I don't have to keep our little secret from you," dad said with a big smile on his face.
