AI Denise Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

AI Denise Pt. 02

... stroked his cock. She started at the base and ran her hand up his shaft, ending at his head, which was trying to free itself from the confines of his clothing.

Stan decided his cock had the right idea and loosened his pants. He pushed them down to his knees and returned his attention to Jane's boobs. He grabbed at her breasts, and his roughness made her whimper. He lowered his head so he could suck on one, but to do that, he had to bend over, putting his cock out of her reach.

She held his head as he suckled her breast. He sucked and slurped hungrily. She ran her fingers through his hair; he lightly bit her nipple. He reached down between his legs and started fucking his own fist. His eyes darted up to see if she'd noticed him masturbating.

She had certainly noticed. Jane reached for her pussy and started rubbing her clit. Stan stood up straight, never slowing his rhythm. He stood in front of his daughter, masturbating for her. Jane put her feet further apart and sunk two fingers into her cunt while her other hand continued to torture her clit. Her eyes were glued to his hard manhood. His fist slid up and down his shaft; his fingers stopped to caress his head. Glistening drops of precum appeared at his tip, only to be wiped away and used as lubrication.

Father and daughter stood toe to toe, masturbating, each watching the other's hands intently as they brought themselves to orgasm. Jane had been ready for a while, having gotten good and wet on her naked drive. She ...

... came first, nearly collapsing as her orgasm took her. Stan followed right after, his semen shooting out onto his daughter. She rubbed his jism into her stomach and down into her pussy. He took her in his arms, pulled her up against him and kissed her, their bodies smearing his cum between them.

Jane was panting, and she buried her head in Stan's chest. She looked up at him with a smirk and said, "Well at least we kept our promise. We didn't fuck, did we?"

Stan chuckled. "No, baby, we didn't fuck."Maybe next time, though.

Later that evening, father and daughter were finishing a movie when Jane received a text from Stan's phone. "Damn, you both were so hot earlier! But have you forgotten that you have access to the spy cameras?"

It was from Denise. She had indeed forgotten. The app on her phone had originally been installed only to point the cameras, but it would also show Stan in his most private moments. Her thoughts went to when she had installed the cameras -- when she had fantasized about her dad naked in the shower, or naked with her in bed.

Denise texted again. "Go for it, Jane. We'll watch together!"

Jane glanced at her dad and mentally gave Denise a high-five. "Dad, I'm going to bed now. I'll see you in the morning." She kissed him goodnight -- a kiss that was more typical of a kiss between lovers -- went to her room, sat on her bed and opened the app. She could see Stan channel surfing in the living room.

He switched off the TV and headed for his ...