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Oblivious

... longer than usual, and Sara took advantage of that. She pulled me onto the bed and between her legs. I was surprised to find that she was very wet even though there had been no foreplay. I slipped right in, and we were off to the races. She wanted it fast and hard, and I was happy to oblige. After her first orgasm, she started talking to me, “You’re awfully horny tonight. Would that have anything to do with father-daughter time this evening? Hmm? It looks like she really got your motor running.”

I didn’t know what to say to that except the truth. “We were on the couch, and she asked me to kiss her. That’s all we did, but I admit it made me very horny.” I paused in my strokes. “Am I a bad dad? I keep thinking what I am doing with my daughter is wrong.”

My loving wife ground her pussy against me. “You love our daughter, and she loves you. You are also both adults. I don’t see it as wrong at all. I want you to make our daughter happy. I want you to show her how a real man makes love to a woman. She needs to know that sex can be wonderful.”

The thought of screwing my daughter ran through my brain, and my ability to talk disappeared. I began to pound my wife’s pussy, and soon her ability to talk went away as well. Our orgasms were in sync as they often were. I held my wife close as we lay on the bed in the afterglow. “Why are you so accepting of this? I would think you wouldn’t want me screwing another woman.”

“She’s not another woman to me. She’s our daughter, and I ...

... want the best for her. You are the best, and you love her. I consider it a win for everyone.”

“What about your needs? If I am having sex with Beth, I am not having it with you.”

She grinned at me. “I have faith that you can handle us both.”

I spent the next day half in the real world and half in my head. I was dwelling on the dramatic change there could be in my relationship with my daughter. Not to mention my wife. As is usual, my inner angel wrestled with my inner devil. By early afternoon, the angel had been beaten into submission.

I sat on my favorite poolside lounge chair and nursed a beer. I had just finished mowing and trimming and was psyching myself up for a swim. My biggest concern at the moment was whether to finish my beer before I swam or after. I decided that if I finished my beer now, I could always get another after I swam. The big issue of the day dealt with, I looked up at the sound of the sliding doors opening.

Out walked Beth in her slinky little bikini. She truly was marvelous to behold, and I stood as I took in the view. Long brown hair hung to her waist, and sparkling blue eyes lit up her beautiful face. Her breasts were wonderfully shaped c-cups, and I could see the outline of her nipples through her top. They became more prominent as she approached me.

Her slim waist led to her small bubble butt. Her slim thighs barely touched as she stood before me on those long, slim legs. I had seen this same view all summer and had pushed down the ...