Pussy Cat - Sex Stories

Pussy Cat

... on, Mr. Weston,&#034 Carla said. &#034Get your cock out, and sit.&#034 &#034Yes, daddy,&#034 I said. &#034Come on, let's play a little.&#034 &#034Darlin',&#034 he said, and I could tell he was a little frustrated. &#034Darlin', I think I might have been a little too easy on you lately. This really isn't the way fathers and daughters act with each other.&#034 &#034Shit, daddy,&#034 I said, &#034you didn't feel that way when I had your dick in my mouth yesterday.&#034 I could tell from the look on his face he was freaked that I said that in front of Carla. She was my very best friend in the world, he should know that I'd told her everything already. I giggled, looking at him. &#034Daddy...&#034 I said slowly, drawing his name out. &#034Get your cock out. I'll let you put it... in my girlfriend, if you do...&#034 Carla giggled helplessly, at that. I knew her well enough to know she'd do it, without asking. I knew she'd fuck him, now that she knew I fucked around with him. &#034Girls,&#034 my dad said, obviously playing hard to get. &#034We just can't make a habit of this shit. There's too much at stake.&#034 &#034Daddy,&#034 I said, interrupting him. &#034There's nothing at stake but having a good time. Carla won't tell, and my lips are sealed. I got too much to lose, to say anything. You locked the front door? Good. Nobody will ever know.&#034 He just stood there, and stared at us. Carla was still licking my cunt, and I felt contractions in my legs about that time. &#034Oh, ...

... shit...&#034 I said, &#034hang on, I'm gonna cum...&#034 I had a nice cum, I really let go, and just melted down completely. When I came back to earth, he was still standing there watching us, and Carla was still lapping my pussy like it was candy. &#034Shit,&#034 I said. &#034That was intense. Daddy. Come on.&#034 I crawled off the top of Carla, and helped her sit up. My knees were still trembling. He took a step in the room. I realized how bad he wanted to do what we asked. &#034Daddy,&#034 I said. &#034Come on. Stop fucking around. Don't make us beg.&#034 How the fuck could he resist, I thought, with two foxy naked girls begging him? What human could be that strong? Sure enough, he took another step into the room. &#034I'm gonna regret this,&#034 he mumbled, and started unbuttoning his jeans. &#034The fuck you are,&#034 growled Carla, and I laughed. I knew she'd already decided she was gonna have a piece of him. And what Carla wanted, Carla got. My dad yanked his jeans down, and stepped out of them. He had shorts on this time, and they were tented out, where his cock was. Carla and I both watched as he finally dropped his shorts. His cock stood out proudly, and I was proud of him. He had a nice cock. And shit, was it ever hard. Carla didn't speak. She just motioned for him to come to her. She patted the side of the couch, and I sat and scooted over next to her. He finally stood right in the middle of us. We both leaned into him, and she took one side, and I took the other. We ...