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Just A Peek 5

Just A Peek 5

by wicedinstincts
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**This story is very short and depicts incestuous relations. I wrote it after making my own pussy cream from watching a short role play porno with a dad fucking his daughter in the back seat of a car. It got me so juicy I had to share another fantasy of mine with you all**

I should be jealous...

No, really... I should be EXTREMELY jealous.

Checking in on my daughter should have been routine. Cracking the door, seeing her sleep peacefully, listening to her shallow breathes and watching her body rise and deflate. The current change in that normalcy isn't expected and if I'm honest, I'm not mad at it.

No rage fills my body, no white-hot fury. Just lust and the tell-tale tingly in my pussy from watching the scene before me.

My husband of nearly 20 years and my 21 year old daughter having wild sex should drive me into a panic, but alas, I'm.. fine.

My husband has always been a handsome man. Even when I met him in the projects of Detroit, he was the best thing I have ever laid eyes on. Even now in our late 30's. My husband's back is coated in sweat, glistening from the work he is putting in. A bead of moisture rolls down to his taut brown ass cheeks before falling onto the pink bedspread. My attention is snagged by motion of their joined genitals. My husband's long, thick dick and my daugthers stretched out pink and brown pussy.

My daughter's tight brown nipples standing high on her triple D tits. My desire to suck on them, pinch them, and lay on them grip me in a tight fist.

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Incest isn't something that is common is the black household and even if it was, it's not somehting we talk about except at drunken BBQs when the drunk uncle gets caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

His strokes are fluid, punishing even. Like he's upset at our daughter's pussy for being so inviting, so warm, and from what I can see from the door, so wet.

My daughter's brown hand reaches up and presses against my husband's back, pulling him in until their bodies are flush with one another. Soft moans escape from her pouty lips.

"Hush that shit up. You don't want your mom to hear how you take dick from her husband do you? You want her to hear how much of a hoe you are? Throwing pussy at your father?"

My pussy gushes at my husband's reprimand. He has no idea that the wife he is cheating on is standing at the door, debating if I should rub my clit or shove my hand in my pussy, fucking myself to the depravity I'm witnessing. Hell even barging in and demanding that our daughter lick my pussy to completion is an option at this point.

"You feel so good, Daddy! Do I feel good? Do you like fucking your baby girl?"

"This pussy feels so fucking good. Tight and wet just like your momma's. Oh, you like when I tell you about your mom's pussy huh?" His strokes speed up and front the way my daughter's back lifts from the bed; it must hit her g-spot just right.

"You wanna taste your momma's pussy while I'm stroking inside of her? I bet you do you nasty bitch. We can even do it when she's sleeping. I bet she'd love that."

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Giving up the fight. I pull down my pants and panties, kicking them down the hallway. Licking my fingers, I rub my clit with one hand and shove two fingers in my frothy pussy hole. My body vibrates with untapped pleasure while the smell of my arousal lingers and coats the air in the hallway. The scene before me so erotic, so forbidden, I can't control my urges. The images that come to mind after hearing my husband are wicked and I can't help but want that too. Sleeping peacefully until being awaken by my daughter's wet tongue and my husband's thick dick stroking into my pussy. Ugh, I want them to make this a reality more than I thought.

"Daddy is going to breed you, and you are going to tell Momma that you were being a hoe, giving pussy to anybody that asked, and don't know who the daddy is. I'll raise my baby from home and keep you bred until I can't breed you anymore. This is my pussy. You hear me? MINE." He pauses between every other word ensuring his point is understood through his heavy breathing. He reaches between them and pinches her little clit and she squirts against his pelvis. That doesn't slow down my husband and I rub faster, circling my greedy clit in time with the pounding my daughter's pink pussy is receiving. I'm on the cusp of an orgasm and I know it's going to put me on my ass.

"Yes, daddy. Breed me. Make me your special whore." My daughter screams. My husband slaps her across the face. A menacing glare shadows his features.

"I said shut the fuck up. Since you can't be quiet, I'm going to beat this pussy up until you learn your fucking lesson. If you wake your momma up, I promise I will make you eat her pussy until you can't breathe from all the pussy juice she will make you swallow."

Disconnecting their bodies, he sits up on his knees. Both of his large hands wrap around her thighs, securing her body to his. He starts off slow, allowing her to get used to the new position. I spread my legs wider, shoving another finger into my pussy and coating my hand in my juices. He picks up speed, pounding in her wet hole and I do the same in the darkness of the hallway. Her screams of pleasure bounce off the wall into the hall, caressing my ears with the sweet music of her ecstasy.

"Gonna fucking breed my own fucking daughter. Fuck!" Sweat rolls of his chest onto her thighs and I wish my presence was known so I can lick the salty liquid from her body.

"Here it comes you little bitch. You better take all my fucking cum. Don't waste a fucking drop!" My husband shouts before releasing in her pussy at the same time I squirt all over the floor. Over and over, he shoots his seed into her and more and more squirt shoots from my hole. After what feels like hours, we both finish our orgasm slowly coming back down to Earth. When my breathing is regulated and I'm safely back from cloud nine, I feel slighted that I wasn't invited and decide that they will have to clean up the mess they made me leave.

I won't mention what I saw to them until they mention it to me. I just know next time; I better get an invite if that little bitch is going to keep fucking my husband.

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