After the first time I made love to my daughter, I was addicted. We took every chance we could to enjoy each other. It wasn’t as often as either of us would have liked! Even still, we managed to find time to fuck most weeks. If I was really lucky, I got to play with Shannon, her friend, as well as Hannah, but Hannah liked to keep me for herself. Or so I thought.
One day, when we were lying on the bed together, sheened in sweat and spent from our vigorous lovemaking, my lovely daughter rolled over on top of me.
“Daddy?” she said.
“Yes, sweetheart.”
“You know how I fantasised about you for ages before we did anything….”
“Yes?” I said, wondering where this was going.
“I fantasise about Mom too,” she said, beginning to grind her still wet pussy against me.
My cock began to grow hard again. The images appeared before my face, the two women I loved most in the world, together, exploring each other’s gorgeous bodies.
“Oh fuck, honey,” I said, lust sweeping through me, “that would be the sexiest thing I can think of. I’d love it. God, it would be so fantastic.”
From that moment on, we began to plan how we were going to make our mutual fantasy into reality. I knew my wife had experimented in college, and it had gone badly. I knew that she still was attracted to women because sometimes when we made love, I’d talk to her about watching her go down on another woman while I fucked her from behind and it always drove her wild.
The question was… what would she think of me fucking our daughter, and would she want to taste that nubile flesh herself?
One weekend, our son Chris was away, again. I sometimes was incredibly thankful he liked to spend so much time at his friends! Hannah pretended that she was also going to stay with a friend. My wife, Lois, hinted to me all week about what we could do at the weekend. She told me she wanted me to tie her up and tease her. Bondage wasn’t something either of us were strongly into, but we liked spanking and mild discipline. I was more keen than usual, as having Lois tied up would provide the perfect opportunity for Hannah and I to introduce her to new ideas.
The day came. I deliberately didn’t have sex with Lois in the morning, so that I’d be able to cope with two incredibly sexy woman this evening. Lois was very horny, however, and it was just after lunch that she dragged me into the bedroom and waved her favourite silk ties in my face. I left to freshen up, and also to page my delicious daughter to get her to come around.
Soon, my gorgeous wife was tied on the bed, her body spread-eagled before me. I loved her body. She didn’t fit the traditional image of beauty, she was too full-bodied for that, but I loved her sexy curves and her perfect big breasts, still fairly firm. I kneeled between her legs, talking dirty to her, my fingers teasing over her things but not touching her. I watched her spread pussy get wet just from my words and light touches.
And then Hannah walked in. She was wearing the sluttiest lingerie I’d managed to find for her. It showed off her lithe young body to perfection, showcasing her growing breasts. Her nipples stuck out pointedly through the sheer fabric and the silky panties outlined her shaven mound. Lois just gaped at her.
“What the hell is going on?” she asked.
I walked over and stood beside Hannah. She reached down and curled her soft, smooth hand around my thick shaft and began to stroke it gently.
“Hannah, Alex, what the fuck is this? Is this some kind of sick joke?” Lois asked, struggling against her bonds.
