"MMMMMM" I am 18 today! My mind raced to embrace the excitement of the promised life changes mom and dad had hinted at over the last 6 months. My curiosity was causing my mind to swirl on multiple tracts as to what it all meant. My machinations on mom and dad had frustratingly had no effect at ferreting out what it all was about.
My family was very easy going. I was always very open with mom about sexual matters, and she with me.
I didn't mind the openness, actually. No one ever did anything that would be considered inappropriate with a minor. Dad carried himself with a calm, sensual assurance that just seemed to attract women. I was impressed. He wasn't running around chasing pussy, but he wasn't lacking in prospects in that department by any means. I was a bit surprised that he kept himself for mom with all the women obviously interested in him, but I loved him for it. I always assumed that mom's body was the reason for his fidelity as she was a smoking hot woman in her own right.
Sex was not a taboo topic in our family and mom or dad would openly discuss it when I had questions, but they rarely volunteered anything beyond my curiosity.
So, to say what was about to happen on my birthday was going to be both a shock and an excitingly new life for me would be like comparing a tricycle with a Mercedes sedan.
I jumped up and took a nice warm shower to start the day. My excitement was fever pitched and I decided to take the edge off by masturbating on the shower seat with the variable spray nozzle on the shower head. The long tube connecting it to the wall was longer than most I had seen, and it never occurred to me that was intentional. I just knew it was very much appreciated. The pulsing jets of the shower head on my pussy lips, clit, and nipples was about the cleanest and most relaxing sex a girl could ask for.
After pulsing the water on my hard nipples I slowly worked the nozzles between my thighs, slowly opening them as the heat of the moment (and my visions of dad's cock came to mind. The water was pulsing softly on my sex and I just relaxed into the moment, letting it do all the work as it softly cleaned and stimulated me.
My climax was surprisingly strong this morning. Probably from thinking about the day ahead...but it was a nice warm release.
To say I was surprised when I walked into the kitchen and smelled the sausages and eggs and toast all ready for the family breakfast is a supreme understatement. I came down in a tight white T-Shirt that let my areolas shine through (I was hoping daddy couldn't keep his eyes off them when I wore it today with no bra...and I didn't think mom would mind when I teased him) along with some very short cut-offs that barely...I mean barely covered my vaginal lips. The cheeks of my ass were mostly bare under it, too.
I thought I had dressed to kill this morning.
But I was woefully over dressed! Mom sat at the glass top kitchen table without a stitch of clothing. And dad sat at the head of the table without clothes on as well. I stood there in a bit of shock as this was very unusual. I mean, we had really never seen one another nude at one time or another even by accident. But to be openly nude? What made it even more, damn...exciting, was dad had morning wood!
Even though I had just masturbated to the fantasy of my father's cock, I felt the heat rise in my pussy and I felt my nipples begin to want to pierce the fabric of my top.
I recovered quickly and decided not to make a big deal about it and sat down to eat. Making sure I left my thighs open for dad to get glimpses of my outer lips. I confess, I was enjoying the view of his cock. But what surprised me, with the sexual tension in the air during breakfast this morning, was my fascination with mom. She had huge breasts that seemed to almost defy gravity, which of course I already knew. Her large nipples, however, were obviously as excited as mine. But: her pussy was completely bare, slightly open, and obviously wet. I could smell the sex in the air.
"Baby? I asked how are you enjoying your breakfast?" I realized mom had been asking me as she watched me eat while staring at both her and dad's sexes with an open mouth.
"Oh! I blushed, the food is great mom! Thank you! But I must admit, the show is, well, very distracting...but in a nice way!"
Dad piped in, "Well, honey you know we have always been open about sex with you, and now that you are 18 we wanted to let down all the walls and explain a few things about our neighborhood that have been kept from you until today."
My mind suddenly expanded, overwhelmed with making connections. I decided to let dad take the lead rather than make possibly embarrassing assumptions, "Umm, OK dad. What am I missing?"
"Come sit on my lap baby and let me explain."
Mouth drop. He said this in front of mom! And he has a raging hard on and no clothes on. No way his cock isn't coming in direct contact with my pussy!
Mom chimed in just as my mind came back from the intense feelings I was having about the situation, "Dear, everyone knows little girls want to be sexually active with their daddies. It's normal and I think you really need this. She stood up from the table, her pussy lips just rising above the glass top, and walked over to me and kissed me deeply on the lips. "It's okay dear. I enjoyed sex with my father, too. Your dad and I have been looking forward to today for some time. You have both our full support and heartfelt love. Just go with what we all know you want, baby."
I was just given permission by my mother to have sex with dad, while mom was in the room, at the breakfast table. And...my body was thrumming with excitement even though my mind was going a bit numb.
Mom helped me to stand, "Baby, you really are wearing too many clothes, though." Mom lifted off my T-shirt, being very deliberate to suck on my nipples as they were exposed. Then she unbuttoned my shorts and slid them off my hips, following them down to my ankles as I stepped out of them.
I kept my pussy closely shaved for hygienic reasons. Plus, I enjoyed using my dildo on my shaved pussy and not being bothered with pulling any hair down there. But now mom and dad were looking at it and both were licking their lips. To say my clit was pounding would be a Captain Obvious statement.
Dad backed up his chair and mom sat me on dad's lap facing him and straddling his cock. Dad had slipped forward a bit and his cock fit neatly between my lips. Whether it was wet from my juices or his precum, or a combination of the two I didn't know and didn't care. It electrified my sex and I almost came then and there.
"Mmmmm baby, Your wet sex feels good against my cock like that. Is it OK if I slide it up and down a little bit?"
"Oh yes, please! Please daddy, I have wanted this for so long."
Mom pulled on my nipples and kissed me deeply, "You are such a good girl. Be good for your father, show him how much you love him, baby."
"Th-Thank you mom. I love you both so much."
The underside of dad's cock was sliding deliciously along my throbbing clit and as I looked into my father's eyes my orgasm face showed him how much I was enjoying it as I came. It was quick, intense, wet, and I loved my dad so much.
"That's it baby, give yourself a good time. Live the fantasy to its fullest. Happy birthday baby."
