I walked downstairs to the kitchen to find Mia naked on a chair facing the doorway as I entered. She sat straight up with her hands clasped behind her knees, drawing her thighs against her tummy and chest so that her glistening pussy was stretched tight and long, those beautiful pronounced labia lips almost one. I could just make out her asshole nestled in the curve of her cheeks. Her gorgeous breasts drooped: her nipples so hard they almost appeared to be falling off like ripe elongated cherries. They looked roughened and raw, she must have been squeezing the fuck out of them before I came in. Neither of us said a word. I stood there, gawping. She just sat there, staring into my eyes through tousled blonde hair.
My cock was absolutely flaccid, the shock and my recent nut had turned me into Captain Little, but my mind was pulsing with desire. My mouth went slack. I could feel saliva flowing out of my mouth, hitting my shirt. It felt....great. Unusual, off-putting...but great. Like she had unlocked something elemental and novel in my body. My stuffy nose suddenly cleared. I could smell everything in the room: the faint scent of the Sycamore from the open window, the remains of the pasta from last night, the wood polish from the table, a slight tint of vinegar from a pot of water on the stove top (huh?) and the musk of the wonderful, stranger-than-strange girl in my kitchen. She broke the silence first.
"Oh, Daddy Love, did you have a nice cum in the shower?"
No pretence then. Straight to the point. I didn't say anything, mainly because I was still mesmerised by her youthful beauty, and her boldness. Anyway the question was obviously rhetorical.
"I made you a smoothie for breakfast. Stacy helped me."
What the fuck? Stacy was here? Jesus H. What the hell was happening?
"Sh..She's...? When did she....where is she?
"Oh Daddy! Silly! She's not here yet, remember? She arrives around dinnertime"
So...what do you...the smoothie..what? Mia, I'm kind of discombobulated right now"
"That's a big word for a big-cocked Daddy, DaddyLove"
Something weird about that nom de plume. She'd used it twice now.
I was trying to say something, honest. But nothing came out. Instead, I just stood there, frozen, drooling still, watching as she brought her fingers to her mouth, opened that amazing flip top head of hers and slowly jammed them between her gaping lips as far as her wrist. She choked and heaved. Spittle flew out and onto the table and while a strangled 'aaaahhhggggggghhhhhhhhhhh' erupted from her throat, drool came sticky and clear down her chin onto her lower tummy, flowed down her slit and into the crevice of her beautiful ass. A few moments and then:
"Come sit, Daddy. I'll bring your smoothie for you."
She stood and came to me: Raw, sexy and dripping on the floor. Taking my hand in hers she led me to the head of the table. Then she raised one leg high like some sort of yoga move and effortlessly raised herself up onto her knees in doggy position, curved cheeks and puffy pussy facing me. She arched her back and with surprising flexibility, laid her head with her left cheek down on the table and looked back at me.
My heart felt like it was going to explode. It was beating BIG, not fast but big and hollow, like it could burst out of my throat at any moment,
"Hungry, Daddy?"
Still nothing came out. But you know what I did next, right? Yep, I reached out, with both hands facing forward, gently but firmly placing them on each wonderfully soft yet firm fleshy cheek, and spread them outwards. In front of me, my boyhood fantasy come true...a young nubile woman totally submissive, waiting, with all the time in the world, exposing every crevice for my viewing pleasure.
"Yes, darling, your smoothie looks great. I'm dying to try it."
"Just suck up some of the froth first Daddy, that's my favourite part", she giggled.
Her pussy lips had spread open, revealing such a pink beautiful gash it took my breath away. It shone with her juices and spit and as I spread her cheeks further, a small heart shaped cavern appeared at the top with a hollow sucking of breath sound accompanying its appearance. Her brown asshole opened wide revealing a pink o-ring at its core, exactly the same shade as her pussy. A smaller and rounder black hole deep inside.
"Do you like your baby girl's smoothie, Daddy? Do you like how bald it is? Did Stacy miss anything? Have a good look. If you find anything, I want to know."
I blanked on the Stacy reference in favour of the vision in front of me. Lust surged through me like a knife.
" I'm not sure Sweetheart...I'll check"
With that, I leaned forward and licked her infinitely slowly, from her swollen knobbly clit to her asshole, feeling every crevice and change of texture as I went...inhaling her intoxicating scent, tasting her juices and finishing with my tongue buried in her snug asshole. I just stayed there, forcing my stiff tongue further and further, revelling in the sensation of her twitching anus clamping and pulsing around it.
"aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh...FUUUUUUCK, Daddy! You're really being thorough!
"It really hurt to make it Daddy, and it took ages, but Stacy was gentle and kind. Every time she tore a strip off me she licked me better, just like you are now. How does it feel? Your tongue buried deep in my little asshole, knowing that your other little girl has been there too?"
To be honest, even though it was starting to soak in, I was too preoccupied to contemplate a lesbian tryst with Mia and Stacy right now: I'd been expecting to feel a trace of what she'd left in the toilet bowl before but I felt nothing except the smooth steaming walls of her insides. I did taste the tang of her like a fragrantly sweet cheese mixed with..? I wasn't quite sure, but something about the faintly sour element rang a bell. Regardless, the heady assault on my senses had brought my cock to life again and I was as hard and as thick and as long as I'd ever been in my life. Then, slowly, the taboo image of tonguing the same asshole as my daughter set my mind spinning...so much information in such a short time.. I couldn't believe my luck though, I'd never had a woman take me so close to my fantasy life as this freaky fucking girl.
Time to drink now, Daddy."
She didn't have to tell me twice. I drew my tongue out of her fragrant asshole with a 'pop' and started to feast on her pussy and clit like a starving man. It wasn't a focused attempt to give her pleasure, more like a molestation but whatever I was doing seemed to drive her crazy."
"Fuck, yes Daddy! Slurp on my cunt and ass like the dirty fucker you are! Tongue your little bitch like you mean it...I've wanted you for so long, longer than you could ever think possible, twitching and touching myself in bed at night, frigging my little clitty like a motherfucker, kissing you goodnight sopping wet. Could you smell me when you came in to tuck me in, huh? Could you, you bad fucking Daddy? Was your big cock hard when you left? Did you go back to Mom and fuck her brains out thinking of squeezing yourself into my little gash while I lay there listening and wanking myself off? Could you hear me squealing over Mommy's moans while you were fucking her sloppy cunt?"
With that last image i felt her convulsing around my tongue. My face was drenched in her squirt and she shoved herself against me, grabbing my head from behind and jamming it into her crack, screaming and quivering.
"Motherfucker! You filthy, Motherfucking CUNT!!! AHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHhhhhhhh. You like your smoothie HUH? You love that dirty smoothie your baby girl made for you, DON"T YOU?" she screamed.
I spluttered and snorted and drank and inhaled. It was like being waterboarded by Mia's pussy and ass and I just wanted to die right then and never wake up. 'Shoot me now, God', I prayed as I struggled for breath.
Mia collapsed on the table, panting and gasping, her ass now bent over the table edge in front of me, feet either side with her knees on my thighs. I didn't miss a beat. I just kept licking her butt crack in long lingering strokes, revelling in the sensation of the tip of my tongue alternately grazing her pussy and asshole as she twitched and quivered and groaned against the drenched table, her long hair splayed around her.
