Just Visiting - Sex Stories

Just Visiting

... in his balls, ready for that quick escape into his daughter’s waiting cunt. He thought he had at least a good few strokes left, and wasn’t prepared for the finger that inserted into his ass. The finger of his wife, standing behind him pushed it in further and further as he ploughed his daughter’s pussy.

Her orgasm broke first. She swore profusely, as she was known to do, whenever her father fucked her. Her legs nearly gave way, buckling under the force of pleasure that swept through her body. Spunk rose quickly through Peter’s shaft, and he held his cock tight in her pussy, filling her up, letting it all escape inside her.

In a sense, he was lucky it wasn’t the strap-on. They had only bought that a few years ago when Barbara had visited because her husband was away on business. As it happened, so was her father and so she quickly purchased the item in the hope that her mother wouldn’t say no to giving her the cock she needed. Little did Barbara know that her mother had already used it on her father since then.

For most of the twenty years Barbara had fucked her father, her mum was happy to sit back and masturbate while watching her daughter go at it, hammer and tongs. There was little mother-daughter interaction until that fateful weekend when sex was high on the agenda and disappointment, even higher. In a sense, it was a sign from God himself that they should enjoy each other’s bodies too.

Slowly, Peter pulled his wilting dick from Barbara’s pussy, and ...

... stepped behind his wife who reached under her daughter to help her straighten up.

With the water pouring over both of them, they kissed. It was the first time he had seen them kiss. The first time he had seen his wife touch his daughter’s breast, lifting it to her mouth and sucking in the nipple that stood to attention. It was the first time he had been party to them touching and caressing each other.

It was an impossible task to stop looking at the way they loved each other, and when the water stopped flowing the towels only added to the sexual excitement through the drying process.

Barbara left the shower room first and headed off to bed, but not her own. It was too early for that. Peter and Lucy followed her to their bedroom, pausing to kiss in the hallway. When Lucy caught her daughter up, she was lying on the bed with her legs open, stroking her slit just below where the bulge expanded.

Peter was in for a treat as his wife crawled onto the bed and planted her face between his daughter’s thighs. While she licked, he watched, and his cock reacted almost instantly to the renewed moans and groans coming from his daughter. The sight of them together urged him onwards and he couldn’t help himself when his cock entered his wife’s cunt and pushed all the way home.

He kept staring at his daughter’s bulge and she caught his eye over the top of her mother’s bottom that poked high into the air. His hand reached out as he leaned forward, touching the bulge as his daughter ...