Eli And The Daughter

Eli

"Do you still want to fuck my Mom?" Just like that, from out of the blue, she asked me. WTF! We weren't making love nor were we hugged up comfortably watching TV. We had just gotten out of the car on one of our together trips.

"So, you've been thinking about it?" I asked her instead of giving an answer.

"Well...all cards on the table, I've actually been fantasizing about it," she replied, as she walked into the house in front of me.

Her Mom and I had enjoyed fucking each other on four separate occasions so far, and each one was amazing and fulfilling. She liked surprise fucks. And she instinctively knew how to prepare, how to be ready for what she overheard her daughter ask me during our unplanned Dining Room bang, and my forthcoming answer.

Unlike the respectful way we deal with one another going about our daily lives, when we copulate, when we fuck, we get raunchy, then we get filthy, and the climax is like a symphony of muscles working in unison, each one knowing when to expand, when to contract.

Mom liked talking dirty just like me. And fantasizing, and role playing, just like me. Sex was enjoyable, the way it was supposed to be.

Her daughter, my wife, had nothing to be even concerned about. She was my woman and she and I made love often. She knew me and I knew her. Being inside of her was home.

That day her Mom walked in unexpectedly and caught us in the middle of a Dining Room quickie was the opening I had been hoping for. She was within earshot when she heard her daughter ask me if I still wanted the experience of fucking her Mom. My answer was loud enough for her to hear my response.

When I happened to look around catching her on the steps massaging her snatch, I knew I had to get a taste of that pussy, and she was giving me the go ahead, confirmed when she looked me in the eye and pointed down the hallway to her room, then lowered her dress and headed that way.

Her daughter never suspected my intent when I said that I would take a shower upstairs so she could use the down bathroom.

When I got to her room she was waiting for me. I let her know that I had been lusting for a taste of her pussy for months, but respectfully saved that fantasy for my private masturbation sessions when I visualized doing all sorts of fun things with her.

I knew by the way she moved it would be memorable, and damn, it was! She needed to be fucked, she told me, so why not by the two legged in-house dick she felt safest with.

That early morning on the deck was her first time experiencing a cock in her ass, and she took to it like a duck in water. My cock had her nerves tingling from ass to toe! But she unknowingly ended up with a cum debt.

She wanted me to cum in her mouth, so I pulled out and happily obliged, my load of cream shooting down her waiting throat and all around her lips. For a Mom, she was sexy, inviting, and knew how to treat a hard dick.

She spread her legs and we fucked standing in the kitchen over our morning coffees. I talked dirty to her horny ass as she begged me to cum in her hot cunt (her words). I stood up deep in that pussy.

When I woke that morning my burning desire was to find a way to get my rock hard, hungry cock into her wet, warm pussy, very aware that she liked to rise before the sun.

Mission accomplished, and it was just as delicious as I imagined it would be! Overconfident that our engagements were still a secret, I would eventually learn how wrong we were.

I teased her for a few days telling her we had some unfinished business. Our next session started at the center island in the kitchen and ended up on the couch in the living room, her legs spread wide, a kind of fuck that surprised and pleased her immensely.

She paid her debt fully that morning and I got my reward, spreading my cum in her plump sweet ass. Still unaware that we'd been fucking, her daughter, my wife, wants to know what I'm waiting for.

Somehow it turns her on to think about me burying my cock in her Mom now that she knows I want to. I told her to set it up.

The Daughter

They thought that I didn't know. I laughed. How could I not know what goes on in my own house. Maybe not everything, but enough. It was just good fucking sex they were having, which I am a fan of. They were both attractive and though years apart, it was obvious that they had a respectable attraction to one another physically.

My Mom often commented on Eli's masculinity, and Eli was always asking her if she needed anything, waiting on her hand and foot. Being Eli, he was smart enough to do the same for me.

But naive, I'm not. I had an agenda of my own. Eli did not like taking showers in the upstairs guest bathroom. I knew that and waited. A few minutes passed and I quietly crept back up the stairs and down the hallway to Mom's bedroom.

The door was wide open. Unable to see in her bedroom without being seen, I stood next to the open doorway and listened.

From the sound of it, they were fucking good. I could hear Eli's body slapping her ass doggy style, and she was loving it. So was I, this kind of shit turned on the freak in me.

He was fucking her like I told him to. I had undressed for my shower when I made the decision to creep back up, pretty certain that something was going on between them, so I was bare ass naked. I reached down and felt my warm, dripping wet opening. I was getting off on my man screwing my Mom.

I grabbed one of my melon like tits and sucked the nipple into my watery mouth. It took all the restraint I had in me to not look in to see how he was spanking her plump ass.

When I heard her muffled scream and then heard her yell out, "fuck," I gushed! I knew then he had her pussy under his complete control. My orgasm had my freaky ass trembling, and the juices from my cunt were streaming down my shaking legs.

I moved quickly as soon as I gathered myself. When Eli got downstairs I was siting on the bed with only my towel as cover having just come out of the shower.

He had apparently played it smart and taken a shower in the upstairs guest bathroom, removing her scent and his true activities. I determined not to mention their little tryst until the time was right.

For right now all I needed was for him to do me until, like my Mom, I also felt like screaming.

He came into our bedroom wrapped in one of the oversize towels from the upstairs linen closet, walked over to me and lightly kissed my lips. Still turned on by what I heard and wished that I could have seen, I now had a need that he would have to satisfy.

I reached through the towel opening, bent over and licked the head of his cock, then I opened my towel and let it drop, fell back on the bed and spread my legs. "Make me cum," I said softly.

"Wow, what's gotten into you," he asked, as he knelt between my thighs, knowing what I wanted.

"Shut up and eat my pussy, I want you to make me cum." He'd had a busy evening and was probably relieved that I didn't tell him to fuck me.

While he pleased me, I fantasized, visualizing his cock sliding in and out of my Mom's cunt. He was mildly surprised at how quickly I unleashed a waterfall of sweet juices all over his face.

"Damn, you never came that fast before," he raised up and said, wiping my pleasure off his face.

"Yeah baby," I replied. I was imagining what it was going to be like when you fuck my mom."

Though I wasn't aware of other times they might have fucked, I didn't really care. If they were fucking neither of them was acting any differently so I was okay.

The next night, Friday to be exact, Eli went to a wine tasting with another budding connoisseur friend of his, leaving Mom and I alone for a couple of hours. He suggested I set up the rendezvous and tonight seemed to be the perfect time to bring it up.

Knowing what I know would make it easy to approach her with the suggestion, but I still needed it to appear to be an original idea that I would be comfortable with. It would be about pleasing my man, filling a void in her life, and releasing the freak in me. Little did I know how much that void was already being filled.

"Come in," Mom said when I knocked on her bedroom door. Stretched out on her bed looking comfortable under her favorite fleece blanket she welcomed me in. Hey baby, how's my favorite daughter?" She asked, a smile creasing her pretty face.

"I'm still your only daughter Mom, I reminded her, returning the smile. I came up to chill with you and talk about a few things on my mind."

"That means you're my favorite, baby, and Eli is my favorite son-in-law. I'm surrounded by favorites, she said laughingly. Come on, stretch out here next to me and let's talk," she said, patting the open space next to her for me to occupy.

"Well, that's what I wanted to discuss with you," I said, and then I paused for a couple of seconds before regaining my composure.

"Are you and Eli okay, did I do something to offend you?" She asked, her eyes showing concern.

"Not at all Mom, I hurriedly replied and then reemphasized, not at all." As a matter of fact, I'm hoping the boldness of this discussion won't offend you."

"Oh, then this is serious, I'm all ears baby, go ahead."

"I'm just going to be blunt," I said. I started with, you know, Eli and I have a great sex life."

"I'm sure you do, and that's very important in a marriage," she interrupted.

"Yes, but we're also explorers, we like trying new things, keeping our relationship fresh, and delving into each of our private wishes, dreams, and fantasies. We have a lot of fun together," I added.

"As I said, I'm just going to be blunt. We were talking one night, exploring our secret desires. I asked Eli to tell me one of his fantasies. His reply didn't exactly surprise me because if I were a man in his shoes I might have desired the same thing."

"Okay," she said, now hanging onto my every word. She obviously knew what was coming, she just did not expect it to come from me, her daughter. But, she should have, she raised me to be as courageous and inquisitive as she is.

I blurted it out. "Eli wants to fuck you!" For about 30 seconds she didn't move, only stared into my eyes as silence hung in the air. What was she thinking, I wondered. Did she suspect that I already knew they were fucking, pausing to wait me out? Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, she asked me.

"Is that what you want," she wisely asked.

"To tell you the truth Mom, the thought of it really turns me on. I told Eli I would speak to you about it tonight while he's away. I already had my answer but asked anyway. Would you consider it?"

"And you believe that you can handle this if I agreed to you and his request?" She asked, now watching the TV.

"Believe me, I'm a big girl with fantasies of my own. Yes, we can handle it. What do you think? Are you interested?"

"I am interested, but you and Eli must be mature about this. He's your husband and you both would need to be secure in your relationship. She continued, "his love for you must be maintained, this can't be anything but fun, enjoyable and satisfying."

Little did she know that fun, enjoyment and satisfaction must be going on already, because they had fucked at least once, that I knew of, so we, especially me, were definitely mature enough to handle it.

"I told Eli and I'll tell you Mom. The one stipulation I have is that I'm aware of when it happens. In that way there's no sneaking around and everything is out in the open." As opposed to what is going on now, I thought to myself. I wanted to be a part of the fun also.

"If you're sure this is what you want daughter, I'm in. I'm not seeing anyone now and I am, to put it mildly, backed up. Then she laughed, looked me in the eye, and said, now get out of my room!"

Next - The Consummation