He started pumping her, hard. With each thrust she grunted. Her head was in my lap I could feel it move forward with every thrust. She looked at my face, she smiled and put her hands on my thighs. She pushed them apart exposing my wet pussy. I had no idea what she’d do next. I found out quick enough.
She lowered her head to my pussy. I felt her tongue flick out and lick my clit. My head was spinning. I just fucked my dad and now, this gorgeous woman was being fucked in front of me, and now, and now, she just licked my clit. As soon as she did. I came. Maybe it was the anticipation, the whole sexy scene, but just that made me cum. I was trying to think of how many times I’d cum that week. I knew it was more than the whole year before.
She didn’t stop there. Her tongue traced a line along my pussy lips. She returned to my clit. She sucked on it. All through this I could feel her body push forward as my dad’s cock thrust into her. I came again. Not once. It was like a waves kept crashing over my body. Her tongue continued to drive me wild.
All of a sudden she stopped.
“Oh my god Cindy. I love your dad’s cock. I’m cumming.”
My head was spinning. Watching her cum I came again.
She turned and pushed dad down on the floor.
“Your turn,” she laughed.
Again I straddled dad’s cock and started fucking him. This time she straddled his face, facing me. I saw dad start eating her pussy. As I watched, Laurel’s head moved into the way and she started kissing me.
Sometimes dad’s hands were on my ass pulling me up and down. Sometime he did the same with Laurel. Sometimes he would be playing with my tits. Sometimes Laurel would play with them or suck them. As dad ate Laurel I could see the ecstasy in her face. She’d moan into my mouth or onto my tit as she played with me.
For my part I did the same. Her tits felt amazing. I did to her what I knew I’d like. I also moaned as I fucked dad. I came again.
I felt dad stiffen up. Laurel climbed off his face.
“That’s it,” she said to dad. “Give it to her. Fill her sexy little cunt up. Give her what she’s been dying for.”
Just hearing that I came again. I could feel my pussy get extra hot and wet. Dad could too.
“Oh, baby,” dad cried out. “I love you. Give me that pussy. I want to cum in you.”
I leaned over him, I looked in his eyes. “Daddy, I’ve wanted this for so long. You’re little girl is yours. My cunt is yours. Give me that cum. Fill my pussy. My pussy has never felt anyone’s cum. I’m glad it’s yours it will feel.
With that he came. I could feel it against my pussy walls. It was hot. It made my pussy feel dripping. I was sure that some squeezed out and ran back down his cock.
As he came, I came. I didn’t cum quietly. I’m not sure I could have if I tried.
“Oh my god, that’s it, fill my cunt, i mean pussy, I mean, God yes, yes, yes. Fuck me. God that feels so good.” I collapsed on his chest.
I lay there for a moment. I kissed him. Tenderly. He kissed back. On his lips I could taste Laurel’s pussy. I suspected that soon I’d be tasting it from the source. I felt his cock soften inside of me.
“I love you daddy,” I said.
“I love you too, always,” he replied.
Laurel gently rolled me off dad. “I want some of that,” she said.
I thought she wanted to fuck dad. I didn’t think that was possible. He’d just cum 2 times. Instead she got down between my cum filled legs and started eating my pussy. I thought I was all cummed (?) out, but I was wrong. The thought of her eating my cum soaked pussy set me off again. Not as intense but wonderful little waves.
As she ate me I saw my dad’s cum covered oft cock glisten in the light with his cum and my juices mixed together. I pulled dad on his side and, with a little help from him, positioned him so I could suck his cock. It tasted amazing. His cum, my pussy, I kept trying to clean every drop.
Laurel stopped eating my pussy. She moved up to help me clean my dad’s cock. Between sucking, we would kiss, sharing the tastes of cum and my pussy on both our lips.
At one point I laid down on my back.
Next thing I knew, I woke up in dad’s bed, naked, curled up in Laurel’s arms. Dad must have carried me to bed. Dad was standing there, dressed for work, carrying a bed tray full of coffee, fruit, and bagels.
Laurel blinked her eyes and sat up. The sheet fell away from her tits. Again I thought to myself how beautiful they were. Dad set the tray down.
“I have a call I have to be on. I love both of you.”
In unison Laurel and I both said “I love you too.” This time I felt no jealousy.
I looked at Laurel and took her hands, “Thank you so much,” I said. Then, the words just popped out, “I love you.”
Laurel started to tear up, “I love your dad so much. I never ever wanted to come between you. I wanted you to love me. I love you.”
We hugged. “Let’s eat,” I said.
Laurel licked her lips and with a sexy grin said, “Now?”
I laughed. “We’ll get to that soon enough, but first, let’s have some food.