We were all in the lounge - me, my wife Carol, our 22 year old daughter Zoe and our 19 year old son, Tom, with various bits of the Sunday paper and its numerous supplements spread around us. I was in my usual armchair, Tom was sitting opposite me, Zoe was sprawled on the sofa and my wife was lying face down on the floor.
"Why are these magazines always so full of nothing?" she sighed, tossing her supplement aside and rolling onto her back.
I looked up to see her raise her knees slightly, causing her skirt to slip down her thighs. I raised my eyes further to see my son staring, mouth slightly open, towards his mother. I guessed he had a good view between her thighs and, remembering what underwear she had put on this morning, I knew it was a view worth looking at. Carol squirmed slightly, making her skirt slide even further up her thighs and her knees eased even further apart. I grinned as I watched my son, clearly torn between the wonderful sight before him and the fact that it was his mother he was ogling.
"Going to the toilet." he mumbled and rose out of his chair, slightly bent forward as he tried, and failed, to hide his obvious erection.
As he shut the door behind him, Zoe giggled. "I think you almost made him cum in his pants, Mum"
"Zoe!" I glared at her. "What sort of talk is that?"
"Well, it's made me horny" said Carol, "So I expect it had a similar effect on Tom." She laughed as she rolled back onto her stomach and smiled up at me."Fancy helping out with my horniness?" she asked.
"What, now?" I said.
"Yes, please" she almost purred.
"Ok" I stood and turned to Zoe. "Your mother and I are going for a lie-down" I smiled, using the excuse we'd used when the children were younger.
"Not fair" Zoe cried. "Do it here. I want to watch"
"Here?!" I looked aghast at my daughter then down at my wife.
"Mmmm, an audience. Sounds like fun." Carol said, rolling onto her back and sliding her hands up her thighs. I watched amazed as she slid her knickers down her legs and pulled them off, dropping them on to the floor beside her. "Come on, big boy. I'm all ready for you."
"We can't, not in front of Zoe" I spluttered.
"Oh, of course we can." She span around so her feet were towards me then she spread her thighs, giving me an uninterrupted view of her gorgeous pussy. The blood rushed from my brain to my cock and I was sliding onto my knees in front of her, fumbling with my zip, before I had time or the sense to think what I was doing. Carol sat up and helped me ease my rock hard cock out of my trousers.
"Nice cock, Dad." Zoe said, leaning forward on the sofa to make sure she had a good view.
"Well, we better hide it away before she gets any ideas." Carol giggled and pulled me down towards her. My palms slapped against the floor as my wife guided me into her soaking wet pussy. All thoughts of my daughter watching this display evaporated as my whole brain focused on the pleasure of fucking my wife. I began to pump in and out as Carol slid her hands up under my T-shirt and raked her nails across my back.
"Fuck me, you monster, fuck me." she laughed, thrusting her hips up to meet mine. Her mouth was close to my ear as she whispered "Fuck me while your daughter watches". She paused then added "And it looks like she's enjoying it."
I turned my head to see Zoe had drawn her knees up and had one hand inside her knickers while the other massaged her breasts. The whole situation was getting out of hand and getting too much for me to bear. I managed about another ten thrusts before I knew it was game over.
"I'm coming, honey, I'm coming." I groaned as my orgasm hit and my wife's eager pussy walls squeezed my cock. There was almost a ringing in my ears and my sight went blurry briefly as I had one of the most intense orgasms in ages. As it eventually began to subside, I slumped forward slightly over Carol and she gave a contented sigh in my ear.
