Hot Stories

When we pulled in the garage and came inside dad was already asleep so we went up to my room where she gave me a little seductive striptease. When she stripped off her dress she had this sexy lingerie that was just strings wrapped around the curve of her breasts and the panties were shear and oh so sexy. However the biggest surprise was when she turned around and exposed a jeweled buttplug nestled up in her cheeks hidden even from her skin tight dress.

Well, it wasn’t much of a movie night. Jesus fucking H. Christ.

My daughter came home pretty late from the gym, later than expected anyway. Apologising profusely, she said she’d raced home on her bike as fast as she could still manage, and proposed she just skip her shower and install herself on the couch as fast as possible instead so that we’d still get a movie night. I just smiled and agreed, as I had already got out all the snacks and drinks. She opened her coat to reveal her tight gym tanktop and skintight workout pants. I let my eyes run down her body with a grin.

I was already sitting comfortably, legs far apart, and she crashed into the couch and snuggled up to me after kicking off her shoes. She was glowing hot. I couldn’t explain to you why, but her heat combined with the faint smell of her sweat and deodorant got me rock hard despite my best efforts. I could tell she was exhausted, though. I asked if she wouldn’t rather just go to bed instead. To which she said she didn’t want to miss our nights together for the world.

She stood up, bent over, giving me a full view of her tight round ass as she did to pour us both a glass of wine. Her pants were fighting the most epic struggle imaginable not to tear at the seams. She handed me a glass and sat back down. I took a large drink from it, too large for such a decent wine, and she laughingly asked if I was nervous about something. I just laughed and said I’d love to drink the whole damn bottle to get my mind off things. She just grinned at me like a fucking monkey, grabbed her glass and drank down the whole thing in one go. Of course she then dared me to do the same. I was powerless to resist. She got up again, grabbed my glass out of my hand, her fingers absentmindedly brushing against mine. Her pants weren’t holding on quite as high as before after getting up from the low couch, revealing me a hint of the top of her bare ass. She filled up both of our glasses and crash landed back up against me, spilling a little wine over her pants. I suggested we watch a damn movie in an effort to stop thinking with my cock about the whole situation. She wanted to watch Die Hard. I like to think I raised her well.

I was thinking desperately of a way to bring up a way to talk about what had happened under the shower, and about the smut she’d watched on my laptop. I couldn’t think of a sane way to talk about it, so decided against it so as to not break the mood. She seemed content enough, holding on to my right arm with both her arms for dear life. Suddenly she sat upright, pulled my arm over her head, and placed my hand on the side of her stomach, then she pushed back against the seat with her back and in to me. The fabric of her tanktop was slightly wet with sweat, her stomach still beaming with heat. Besides the fact that the alcohol were really turning up the heat, I told her she was getting me way too hot. To which she simply replied I should take off my shirt. Her face was completely deadpan. Then she burst out in laughter, egging me on to take it off. I was lost for words. I stood up, drank down my glass of wine and took off my shirt. She laughed some more, but I could tell there was a tinge of nervousness in her voice. I sat back down, seperate from her, thinking I’d ruined the mood, only to find her curling back up against me, placing my hand on the side of her stomach again. She smiled and stretched all the way up while letting out a yawn. Her body pulled up her tanktop slightly, leaving some of my fingers to rest on her exposed skin. My fingers meeting her body was like a cube of ice coming into contact with a hot frying pan. I couldn’t tell you how or why, but I slid my hand down slightly, sliding all of my fingers over her warm stretch of skin. When she was done letting out her yawn and sat back down, my fingers slid underneath her tanktop. The whole movement probably took less than a second or three, but it felt like it was hours. My daughter, of course acted like nothing was wrong. My heart was racing, and I was pitching an extremely obvious tent through my pants. I caught her staring at it several times when she thought I wasn’t looking, which onky made me harder.

So we sat there for about 5 minutes, watching John McClane be a wise ass, before I felt my daughter wiggling her hips against me to get comfortable. My pinky brushed against the side of her skin tight gym pants. I swallowed, and took a plunge. I could feel her body tense up in shock. I inched my pinky underneath the fabric. I wasn’t exaggerating when I said skin tight. My pinky was pushed firmly on to her warm body. I just sat there, not moving a muscle. Then I felt her relax a little. And I slowly slid my ring finger in. She tensed up more, until she leaned forward slightly. I thought I’d fucked up completely, misread everything, only to notice she grabbed her glass of wine and casually, slowly started sipping from it. I watched her face closely for any expression. She nervously met my gaze once before letting out the tiniest hint of a smile as she stared at my cock again. I slid my middle finger underneath her pants as well. She grabbed her glass and drank what was left in one go before pushing back against me with her body. I was taken by surprise a little, but decided to take the chance and slide my thumb and index finger under as well. I could feel her breathing becoming heavier.

I asked if she was enjoying the movie. With the tiniest, softest, most shocked little voice she let out a yes. I slid my hand underneath her pants fully, and slowly grabbed her right butt cheek with my hand. So firm, yet soft. I started kneading it, I couldn’t help myself. She let out a little moan. I pushed my fingers under her thong one by one, sliding it to the side. I asked her if she was tired, because we could just call it quits and go to sleep. She didn’t say anything, until I slid my pinky down her butt cheek and rested it against her asshole. It was burning up, wet from her pussy. Then she whispered she wasn’t tired. I slid my hand down further until my other fingers reached her her lips. Her pussy was gushing, begging for my fingers. I was still torn. Take the plunge or ruin everything. This is my fucking daughter and I had my fingers inside her underwear, begging for me to play with her. I decided to take a risk, remembering the porn she’d watched on my laptop. I pressed down slightly with my pinky, feeling her asshole resist, until it didn’t, and my finger slid inside of her and she let out a low moan. She’d played with her ass before. I pushed my ring finger and could feel it burning up as it slid up her wet pussy. She tensed up, so I moved my index finger up and found her clit. I barely touched it, only just started moving until she started moaning louder, shuddering slightly, then harder. I moved my index finger faster. Her holes tightened around my fingers and pushed them out. She grunted, tensed up, then relaxed completely. I gently moved my fingers away and just held her, feeling the precum leaking down my cock. She’d closed her eyes as she came and hadn’t opened them yet. I was slightly worried, then it hit me. She’d fucking fallen asleep on me, exhausted as she was. I carried her to her bed and gently placed her under her blankets.

When I came back to the living room the movie was still playing. The whole adventure had taken less than 45 minutes. I’m still in shock, and have the biggest blue balls in the fucking galaxy. I decided to just write this shit down right away to make some fucking sense of it. I’m still shaking a little, drank another half a bottle of wine. My hand still smells like her gushing wet pussy.

“It’s right up here.” the stranger said as Paul and his daughter Emily followed the man along the block towards his apartment.

“Man , I gotta say..watching you two…damn..I didnt mean to be nosy…but your lady…she’s perfect.” The guy said as he walked up the front stoop of his apartment looking back at Paul and Emily. The man licked his lips. “I cant wait to watch you two.”

Emily smiled at the man who had his eye on Paul’s hand that was rising up his daughters back side of her dress.

The man fumbled in his pockets. “Shit..I forgot my key…my room mate will be here in a few minutes…I hope you guys dont mind waiting?”

Paul looked to Emily who shrugged. “I can wait.” she said.

Paul grabbed his daughter by her waist. “I’m not sure if I can.” Paul said and lifted her dress, showing off her ass, as he held her dress high at her waist, and reach with one hand to her ass, grabbing it, kissing his daughter, Emily giggling and the stranger adjusted himself in his pants.

“I’m not sure if I can either….damn…” he looked around. “Shit let me call him.”

There were people sitting on a stoop a few apartments down, and Paul grabbed his daughters hand and brought her to the opposite side of the stoop and faced Emily towards the railing, lifted up her dress as Emily grabbed the vertical bars of the railing and Paul unzipped his pants.

The stranger stood on the stairs on the opposite side of the railing and watched as Paul slid his daughters panties to the side and put himself inside her. Emilys mouth dropped as he gave her a hard, full thrust, her tiny hands gripping the railing so tight. She gasped.

“Oh fuck yea…this is so fucking hot.” the stranger said.

Paul gripped his little girls hips and leaned over her as he pulled his hips back and then thrust them forward into her. Emily squealed, and her hands gripped higher on the bars as she almost tried to climb up and away from her fathers hard thrusts.

“how does that feel baby?” Paul asked her.

Emily whimpered as he started fucking her slowly, looking up at the stranger as her fathers cock filled her on the public street.

The stranger pulled out his cock and started stroking it. Paul was about to yell, but then decided, that he liked it. He liked that the man needed to jerk off just as badly as he needed to be inside of Emily.

Emily moaned, and even though her fathers cock was big, and hurting her, she felt empowered, she felt sexy, she felt, so, horny.

“Mmmm it feels good.” Emily panted

“Your pussy is so fucking tight baby, it fits so good on daddy’s dick.” Paul said.

Emily’s eyes shut tightly as he began to grip her hips even harder, starting now to really fuck her, Paul lifted her one leg, lifting her foot up onto one of the steps, spreading her legs open, holding her hips and now thrusting wildly into his daughter, her little moans and squeals causing the people a few stoops down to direct their attention towards them. Emily couldnt quiet herself, instead the faces of the other strangers watching her only made her more wet, it made her feel like the naughty type of whore her father always watched in pornos.

“Daddyyyy” she moaned.

The stranger in front of her thought nothing of Emily calling her father “daddy” as he knew this is how many women addressed their partners, it only made him stroke himself faster.

The people on the stoop a few apartments over were pointing now, it was a group , three guys and girl. Emily moaned louder and watched as a car drove past, and another car. Emily was moaning louder, her father groaning as he slid his cock in , and out, over and over, using her up on the street for anyone to see. Both of them wondering if anyone they knew would catch them

“Slut!” the girl from a few stoops down yelled. The guys laughing.

Emily grinned, with no shame, and moaned louder. Paul only fucked her harder , both him and the stranger jerking himself off, looking to the girl and giving her the middle finger.

Paul pulled himself out of Emilys dripping pussy, and now that they knew what was happening, Paul made no attempt to hide it. A car pulled up as Paul had grabbed Emily and sat himself on the steps of the stoop, pulling Emily onto his lap, hovering her over his lap. Making her sit there.

“Nah keep going..that just my friend” the stranger said putting his cock back in his pants and walking past them on the steps to the car.

Paul raised his daughter up by her hips and sat her down on his cock. “Bounce baby…” he said “Bounce on your daddys cock for these strangers.” he whispered. Emily, with her feet on the steps, her knees bent slightly and her hands on her fathers knees, lifted her pussy up and down.

“Fucking slut!!!” the girl a few stoops down yelled again.

“mind your own fucking business bitch!” the stranger yelled down to the stoop.

“fuck you Jimmy!” she yelled back, both of them flipping each other off.

Emily moaned and bit her lips as the stranger and his friend stood in front of her and her father. Emily whimpered as her father , thrust his hips upward into her as she came down on him, he held her there, Emily wiggled her hips circling them.

“bounce harder baby…show that fucking cunt just what a slut you can be” her father said.

Emily moaned at the sound of her fathers voice calling her a slut, it pleased her, and Emily did as she was told. She bounced on her fathers cock, and the strangers stood in front of her, both of them adjusting themselves now. Her fathers hands reaching up, grabbing her tits, which were shaking hard on her chest , trapped in the top of her dress.

“Mmm yea..those are some nice ass titties.” the strangers friend said. “Show em off baby girl…make those things bounce”

Paul grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it down aggressively, ripping part of the dress, her tits falling out and now bouncing freely as she kept riding, gasping as he exposed her.

“daaaaamn” the strangers said. “Yeah girlll, ride that dick…” said the strangers they met on the train. A few of the guys from the stoop near them walked over, laughing to themselves as they strolled up.  

“Free show man?” he said to Jimmy the strangers from the train.

“Yeah man!” Jimmy said giving a handshake to the man. “Found them fucking on the train…invited em back here…little thing is nice aint she?” The guys agreed and Paul nodded to the guys as they told him. “Nice girl you got, damn..she’s sexy”

Emily loved the attention, but what she loved even more was the fact her pussy was sore from her father stretching her open on a city block for a stranger and his friends.

Another car pulled up along the side walk and got out.

“yooooo…are you guys serious?!” he laughed as he walked up with the keys jingling in his hand. “I told you id be right here.”

“they couldnt wait Brandon” said Jimmy.

“Yeah Brandon…” Emily said. “I couldnt wait.” she said biting her lip.

Brandon raised his eyebrows and licked his lips. Emily grinned, as she moaned, still bouncing on her fathers cock flirting with Brandon who was the only good looking one out of the bunch of strangers watching her.

“Oooo you’re a naughty one..” Jimmy said. “I think she wants you next B” said Jimmy to his friend.

Emily smiled and moaned with her mouth gaping wide, her father fucking her harder from beneath her.

“Let’s go inside.” Brandon said to both of them, Paul standing , Emily standing as well, trying to shove her tits back in her dress as she stood.

“Dont put those away baby.” Brandon said with a smile.

Emily smiled back as she stopped, and put her hands at her side and followed him inside, her father and the other piling in behind them.

A teen boy was walking through the hallway of the apartment building when he saw Emily, and the group of guys surrounding her as she walked bare chested through the hallway. His eyes bulging.

The others laughed and stopped the boy. “You like those?” they asked.

the boy nervously looked to Emily, then to the guys, and then to Paul who had his hand on Emily’s waist.

“You can touch em if ya want.” Paul said. Emily turned her face to her father and smiled at the way he offered her body to the teen boy.

“…rea…really?” the boy stammered.

“go ahead dude…” Jimmy said.

the boys hands reached out and cautiously grabbed her breasts, Emily watched his immediate erection grow in his pants. And Emily loved the fact only an hour ago, she was probably just as innocent as he seemed right now.

“Bounce those bad boys.” Brandon said. “Cmon, squeeze em” they all laughed as the boy lifted her breasts and squeezed them with his hands.

“You want to come watch me fuck her?” Paul said. The boy nodded.

“Yes sir.” the boy answered and Emily smiled at how polite he was even with his hands groping her chest.

The group on guys and her father walked down the hall and all piled into the apartment, it was a small living area, with a small kitchen attatched and two small bedrooms.

“Make yourself at home..” Brandon gestured to the apartment, only equipped with one couch and a recliner.

Paul immediately yanked the zipper of Emilys dress down and tore the dress down, and ripping her panties from her, and placing her on her knees on the couch her hands on the back of the couch as he quickly found himself back inside of her. Emily gasping as the dress was removed, the panties ripped and the aggressive manner at which her father forced her onto the couch and himself inside her.

She screamed out as his fingers gripped her hips hard, his fingers digging into her, his cock digging even further, as he pounded her as the guys watching in silence as her tits hung beneath her, shaking back and forth as her father fucked her.

“Fuckkk you feel so good baby.” Paul groaned as he thrust himself harder, Emily panting, gasping for breath as her fathers hard thrusts almost knocked the wind out of her, fucking her wildly, almost unable to keep herself up.

“Daaaamn, fucking destroy that pussy bro” one of the guys said to Paul.

“Hell yeah..I would too” said another guy.

Paul grabbed Emilys hair and pulled her head back, turning her face towards the men.

“Tell them what a slut you are.” Paul groaned, unable to keep himself from treating his little girl like the whore he’d always hoped she’d turn out to be.

“Im a slut” Emily whimpered as her body jolted forward her father stopping and pulling out smacking her ass hard. Emily yelped.

“Louder!” Paul grunted as he slapped it a second time.

“IM  A SLUT!” Emily yelled, her father grabbing her and forcing her onto her back.

“Who’s slut are you?” he said rubbing his cock at the entrance of her cunt, teasing himself, teasing her. Emily was so turned on, but at the same time had already wished it to be over, her little cunt getting sore from the pounding her father had given her.

“yours” she said lifting her chin and biting her lip.

“And who am I?” he asked with a  growl as he spanked her clit with his cock.

“Daddy.” she answered.

“Who?” he said again.

“Daddy!” Emily yelled, and with that he shoved his cock back inside of her and picked up where he left off, slamming his cock into her fresh young pussy, destroying her for all of the strangers to see, her beautiful big tits bouncing on her chest as they all moved closer for a better view, all of them except for the younger boy with their cocks in hand.

“I’d pay to fuck that pussy.” one said.

“Shit I would too.” another said.

“I’d cum all up in that.” said the other.

“You sell her out?” Brandon asked.

Paul looked at Brandon and back at his little girl who was panting and taking his cock deep up inside her, over and over and he tried to imagine anything hotter than him taking her virginity today, and taking it in the way that he did, and even though he didn’t want anyone else to be able to feel her cunt, how tight, how wet she was. He loved using her little cunt in front of all of them treating her like a whore for them, and he thought of how hot it would be to sell her like one, he contemplated it in his head. Wondering if he was really willing to share his daughters young pussy, and he almost came thinking about what a good little whore she was, and how hot it would be to have her lose her virginity, AND be fucked by multiple guys the same day. Emilys legs wrapped around him as he laid into her harder, moaning beneath him, the sound of his cock slamming into her.

“Mmmmm, i can’t believe how tight you are Emma” I said my fingers sliding in and out of her slowly. 

“So damn tight baby girl…” I groaned feeling her wet pussy squeeze my fingers as I touched her in her sleep. 

“You need a nice big dick to stretch you open …” I said looking down, watching my fingers move in and out slowly, coated in her juices. I smiled. Her pussy looked so perfect. “Daddy would love to stretch open his little girl…mmmmm…yes I would..” I said looking up to her face as she continued to sleep. 

“mm daddys little girl…is a big girl now….you should let daddy treat you like one….” I said sliding my fingers out and rubbing her clit with my fingers, wondering if I could make her cum in her sleep.  “you want daddy to make you cum?…make this pussy feel real good?…make his little girl cum hard….” I groaned rubbing her clit a little faster. She moved slightly. I froze. My hand lifting, my hands raised as she stirred in her sleep. My heart beating fast. How would I explain myself? Why were her panties off and why were my fingers wet? 

I held my breath, and she stopped stirring. I exhaled.

At that point I should have gotten up and went back to my room. It was such a close call, but…it didn’t stop me. 

I lowered my middle finger back down and slid it up and down her slit, grinning to myself as I looked at her pussy, and then up at her face as I slid my finger back up inside her. Back to using one finger, I decided not to push it. As if fingering her at all wasn’t pushing it. 

“Mmmm is Daddy’s finger making you feel good baby? “ I whispered. “Is that why you’re stirring in your sleep….is daddy making you have a naughty dream….is daddy in that naughty dream?” I whispered still sliding my finger back out, getting greedy, and adding the second one again. 

“Mmmm yeah….that’s it baby….get nice and wet for daddy…..” my fingers were moving a little faster, I couldnt help it, I wanted to slam them into her, all the way to my knuckles, curl them inside her, against her g spot and make her cum, wake her up to her daddy finger fucking her pussy. I groaned, imagining my fingers making her feel so good, that she’d lay there, and just moan for more, moan for my fingers harder, and deeper up inside her pussy. I fantasized about her begging for my cock. 

“Oh baby….” I whispered, looking from her face down to her pussy, as my fingers were now fucking her at a steady pace, not too deep, but sliding in and out of her faster. I grinned, watching her pussy take my fingers inside of it. “yeah baby….mmmm so naughty…letting daddy fuck your little pussy with his fingers…”

“you like that baby?” I twisted my fingers inside of her and pulled them out and rubbed her clit again, stopping again as she stirred slightly, this time, not lifting my hand, but freezing it on her pussy. My fingers on her clit as she let out a deep sigh and moved her head from one side to another. I moved my fingers again, slowly.  I couldnt believe how badly I needed to touch her, that I just kept going instead of playing it safe and leaving her room. 

“Good girl” I whispered. “Be a good girl and let daddy play with this pretty little pussy” I looked up at her face as I moved my fingers. She stirred again, but I didnt stop, moving my fingers in circles around her clit. Hearing a little whimper come from her as her head tossed again. 

“It’s okay baby….it’s just daddy….go on…..i know it feels good baby…” I said as I rubbed her clit in tiny, fast little circles, urging my daughter to cum in her sleep. Wondering if she could, if an orgasm would wake her, and also how my touching her hadnt already.

I watched her back arch slightly as she moved in her sleep slightly. Another little whimper coming from her mouth. 

“Fuck baby…daddy wants to make  you cum so bad…” I groaned, knowing I needed to stop. I groaned quietly and looked down at my fingers, making them stop, and then rubbing it again slowly. I looked up at her as she laid still , her mouth slightly parted. Dead asleep. Wondering if I should go again, try to make her cum, not stop until she does. I groaned, looking down at my cock, that had become hard again from all the excitement, I had so much adrenaline coursing through me. 

I looked at her, moving my hand from her pussy, and just watched her sleep, sighing. Wondering what I should do. Knowing what I wanted to do. A flash of my fantasy running through my mind. It would be, throwing her legs wide open, jolting her asleep, and holding her down as I slammed my cock right up into her. Not even giving her a chance, ripping right into her, I groaned to myself at the thought of how loud she might scream. I pushed my boxers down again and stroked my cock. I needed to take advantage of her more. I hadn’t had enough. 

I gently lifted her one shoulder and hip, and rolled her to her side as slowly and carefully as possible. Making her lay on her side. I got on the bed slowly, behind her, holding my breath as I inched up behind her, holding my hand on her hip, as in pushed closer. 

“mmmm Emma” I said, my dick rubbing up against her ass. 

“Feel how hard you make Daddy’s dick?” I poked her butt with it. “Do you feel that….daddys wants to put that all inside you…….” I imagined her talking back to me. “yes baby….all of it….every inch…..deep inside….” I groaned. “Fuck the shit out of you baby…” I said, pushing my cock down between the little triangle space created by her pussy, and top of her thighs. Pushing my cock between her thighs and along her pussy, I groaned. 

“Jesus…” I said not realizing how just this would feel so good. 

I moved slowly, fucking between her thighs, and along her pussy, feeling my cock rub against her lips. 

“Shit” I groaned, holding onto her hip as I continued, going faster, my hips smacking her butt lightly. “fuck baby….fuck….god…youre so hot baby” I groaned, wishing I could push my cock up inside her, lift her leg and really get my cock up inside her. 

“You want daddy to fuck you? huh?” I asked her as she slept looking to her, as she just laid there. “Are you awake?” I asked “Wake up and look at Daddy” I said…I didnt think she was, but I wanted to test it…. “Daddy knows youre awake….just look at daddy…its okay baby….look at me” I whispered. As she just laid there, her mouth parted slightly, breathing normally as she continued to sleep.

I dont know what I was expecting, or what I wanted to happen. But I kept going. 

“Mmmm Daddy should wake up his little girl..” I groaned. “Wake you up and tear up that pussy” I groaned fucking the hole between her thighs as pussy. 

I groaned feeling myself ready to cum. 

“You want Daddy to cum inside you baby, is that what you want?” I asked imagining her talking back to me again. “Yea? You do? You want daddy to put his cum inside you?” I slid my cock back, moving slightly, and pushed my cock along her pussy pushing gently, until I knew the head of my cock was at her tight little hole. I groaned, stroking my cock and then pushed just the head of my cock against her hole, just enough to know my cum would end up inside just the very entrance of her cunt. I closed my eyes, and my mouth fell open, as I unloaded into her. Wanting to groan loudly, knowing how badly I wanted to groan, would wake her up. I silenced myself and nudged the head of my cock a little more against her pussy as I finished. 

“shit…” I said moving carefully, sitting up , and standing quickly and looking to her pussy at what I had done. 

surely it wasnt deep inside of her enough to get her pregnant? I thought watching my cum leak out of her. It would all leak out of her right? I thought, wondering what the fuck had come over me. Why I would go THAT far, why I’d actually cum inside of my SLEEPING daughter.  But as much as I was worried, I had to admit, the sight of my own seed dripping from her hole, was incredibly satisfying. 

I grabbed her panties, redressing her, again. Pulling the covers up over her. 

I reached out and pushed my hand over her forehead and leaned down and kissed her forehead. 

“You made me do a very bad thing baby….” I said in a whisper. “you make daddy do lots of bad things….but I love you baby…so much…” I kissed her forehead again.  

It was a Tuesday and they were standing packed like sardines inside the silver train car as it shot along the tracks. She felt the rumbling beneath her feet, and she wondered how fast they were going. Her father was behind her, standing with his hand above her head , gripping the same pole as her to steady themselves. She could smell his cologne, she always liked the smell of his cologne, and was thankful he’d seemed to put on extra today, because it masked the odor of whoever decided Thai food was good idea to eat in public transport, and the smell of the man who had his arm raised near her that clearly didn’t partake in the tradition of wearing deodorant.

They were on their way into the city, and Paul couldn’t wait to get himself out of the train, and just like his daughter Emily was thankful for his cologne, he was thankful for the way that she smelled. He concentrated on her scent, trying to distinguish what part of her smelled so delicious, and what the scents were that mixed together.  He inhaled her hair, it smelled like fruit. Strawberries he gathered. But he smelled something else as well, and casually sniffed near her shoulder, and could smell warm vanilla.

The train bolted further and further along the tracks when he laid eyes on a couple who were sitting down. They were mid 20’s and the girl was pawing at her boyfriends pant leg, giggling as he whispered into her ear. He watched her gasp and hit him playfully and his hand slip up her skirt slightly. He glanced around, realizing he might be the only one aware of this mans untamed hand reaching further and further up his girlfriends skirt, only for her to swat it away and giggle some more.  Paul found himself growing aroused, and wondered how many men had found themselves with their fingers between the thighs of a woman on this exact train car. Paul looked down in front of him and watched his daughters dress sway loosely as she switched her footing, His eyes wandered down her legs, back up her legs, and to her ass. Her dress was baby blue. It was a simple cotton dress, strapless, and it zipped up the side. He noticed her zipper on the side, where it was lowered only about a half an inch from the top. He wondered if it slipped, or if it was as far she could get it to go due to her breasts which seemed to keep growing every day. He went beyond violating his own daughter with his eyes, to begin doing it with his mind.

He looked at the zipper, willing it with his eyes to fall lower and let his daughters huge breasts fall out in front of him, in front of all these strangers. Paul’s dick moved in his pants. He imagined himself holding her massive breasts in his hands as he stood behind her, grinding himself into her, as he whispered in her ear, and kissed her neck.

He inhaled more strawberry and warm vanilla.

His mind began to study her ass, catching the outline of her panties whenever her dress swayed against her body. He wondered what color they were, he wondered how they smelled, he made a note to himself to check the laundry tonight when they got home, so he could rummage for a piar of her worn panties and satisfy his new found curiosity about his daughters womanly scent.

His dick moved again, this time rising as he imagined himself sitting in the family room jerking off with her panties pressed to his nose and his daughter catching him, and how he’d take her , how he’d fuck her and use her.

He felt guilty thinking this way about his little girl, but as he eyed that zipper once more, and iamgined it again, unzipping itself and her perfect breasts falling out. He realized she wasn’t that little anymore. That she’d grown up.

Someone in the train was moving through to the other end, jostling people around and Paul when passed, exaggerated the amount of space needed for them to pass and pressed himself into her ass. There was no response from her as she kept looking out the window of the train. He nudged himself into her more. His hand rested gently on her hip and her head turned slightly checking whos hand had touched her, looking down at the hand, then up at her father, and smiling, Paul smiled back, grabbing her hip.

Emily assumed it was for need of more stability, he just needed to …oh. She felt him now in her backside. She felt the strengthening of his grip, and knew exactly what was poking her in her backside. Emily had seen movies, she’d even seen the dirty ones that her father forgot to clear from their browsing history, the ones she’d spent many years masturbating to. Her mind flashed to one in particular. She remembered a couple on a bus, fucking in front of everyone. She remembered how hot she thought it was, when at first nobody noticed and then everyone caught them and began to watch.   Paul was pulling her into him as she felt him gently thrust himself into her.

Emily’s heart raced and she felt her fathers nose pressing into the back of her head as he inhaled more of her shampoo. She felt her dress being lifted by that hand that had just left her hip. His fingers were dancing up and down the inside of her thighs, then back as he curled his fingers and cupped her sex through her panties and rubbed her gently. Emily gasped, inaudibly. But her father felt the rise of her body against his as she inhaled sharply and she leaned down further and whispered a simple. “Shh.”

Emilys eyes darted around the train, people were sleeping, or talking, or not paying attention, and she was glad because she didn’t want it to end. Her father was dragging his fingers back and forth along the thin fabric that seperated his fingers from dipping between the folds of her lips. Emily felt herself begin to ache inside. She wanted more , she wanted her father to put his fingers inside her, just like she’d seen in the dirty videos. She imagined it as she closed her eyes.

Paul was rubbing his little girls pussy through her panties, faster, faster, hoping the movement of his arm, or his daughters lifted dress wouldn’t be noticed. He felt Emily stumble slightly, and he wondered if it was the movement of the train or the way his hand was moving against the warm apex of her thighs. He’d convince himself of the latter.

Standing behind her he peered down her chest, looking down the line of her cleavage, again praying his daughters breasts would suddenly appear due to a fault of her dress. His hand left from between her thighs and her long straight, stawberry scented hair back over her shoulder. his hand rested on her shoulder and then pushes slowly down the front of her chest, both of them nervously watching for an audience, still in the clear he dragged his fingertips over her chest, tickling her skin , her arms decorated with goosebumps as he stroked her chest and finally reached down cupping her right breast, which was much more than a handfull.

Emily bit her lip, wondering if she should stop her father before someone saw, what would they say? “Dont worry, He’s my dad” “It’s okay, shes my daughter.” Emily felt her panties grow even more wet at how naughty they were being.

Paul whispered in her ear. “I want you Emily, right now.” he breathed his cock back to thrusting itself into her ass.

Emily exhaled at her fathers words, letting out a tiny moan. Her heart raced, as did her mind as she imagined her fathers fingers inside her. What they would feel like, she couldn’t believe what was unfolding and turned her head to him and with lust in her eyes urged him. “Take me.”

Paul reached to his pants and unzipped them slowly, fighting the urge to throw her down and fuck her on the dirty floor. There was something that turned both of them on, by knowing how filthy it was, not only what they were doing, but the conditions of the train. Emily and Paul both felt there was something about the unfavorable scents of body odor and hot food that made it dirtier. Emily thought it made it hot, that her father couldn’t wait to take her at home, that he had to have her now, even in this vile train car

Paul knew why he enjoyed it, because even though he truly loved his little girl, he wanted nothing more than to treat her like a slut, and defile her in a dirty train car, around a bunch of strangers. He wanted the sweet scent of her dripping cunt to join the melting pot of scents on the train. His hand lifted her dress carefully and he pulled out his hard cock, putting it beneath her dress and against her ass.

Emily knew now she was a little bit of a fool to expect he had meant he wanted her, as in his fingers inside her. The feeling of his cock against her panties, sliding back and forth , Emily gulped and prayed she wouldn’t scream. Her heart was thumping in her throat, as she felt her panties being pulled to the side and her fathers prick pushing between her pussy lips.

Paul grunted quietly as he felt how wet his little girl was against his cock, letting his cock soak up her juices, teasing himself with her juicy little pussy.  HE looked around as he grabbed his cock and guided to exactly where it belonged. With nobody watching him, he put himself inside her.

Emily gasped and her hands clutched the pole tightly, he watched her knuckles turn white.

“shhh.” he said again.

His dick was slowly burying itself as far inside of her he could go in this position, not wanting to make it obvious, he held himself inside her , and his one hand was back to subtly grabbing her breast. He was so pleased with his daughter, and never knew what a willing little slut she’d be for something this dirty, letting her father help himself to her body, especially in public. He pulled back and then pushed forward and up into her again.

Emily felt her heartbeat in her ears now, she bit her lips shut, and her father used his cock to stretch her tight little pussy open for it’s very first time. Losing her virginity, on a train…to her father. Her pussy gushed at the thought. He father pumped his cock into her again slowly.  Emily felt herself dripping as did her father.

Paul couldn’t be anymore happy with the thought of her messy little cunt covering her inner thighs and dripping down her legs as the stood there in the crowded train. He pulled himself out slowly, lowering himself, and then stood back up, taking her onto his cock again.

Emily loved the way her Daddy felt inside her, and was thankful for her first time being right there on the train, because she’d imagined her father wouldn’t have been able to control himself if it weren’t for the risk of getting caught. So instead she got to enjoy long, slow strokes of his cock almost filling her. She wondered what it’d feel like if she were laying down with him on top of her , him being able to fill her entirely, her legs spread wide like all the whores in the movies she’d seen. She wanted to be her daddy’s little whore, and she was well on her way.

Paul noticed a man right next to him peeking out of the corner of his eye, and froze inside her. HE pulled out slowly and returned his dick to his pants swiftly and zipped himself up quickly. The guy noticed PAul caught him looking and leaned in as Emily turned around to see why her father stopped .

“Don’t stop on my account.” the man whispered mainly to Paul.  "I wish my girlfriend would let me fuck her on a train, and my girlfriend…if i might say so, isn’t anywhere near as hot as yours.“ He gestured to Emily who blushed and bit her lip.   He nodded to Emily and then looked back at Paul who was unsure of what to say to the man. “Honestly, I hope to run into you two more on the train.” he laughed.  "Tell me if I’m out of line, but I have to ask….I mean.“ he scratched his head and leaned in.  "Obviosuly you and your lady are exhibitionists, I was just wondering if you ever go to parties…ya know…just fucking going at it in frontof people while they watch, or orgies?”

Paul said nothing and Emily looked at her father, waiting for him to respond, her hungry cunt dripping for more of him.

“I’d love to watch you two really go at it ya know. ” he said as if it were a normal thing people say to strangers. “I mean I’d love a crack at this beauty myself…but I know something that good looking, probably isn’t shared.”  Paul felt his cheeks turn pink with anger at the thoguht of this man picturing himself ontop of his daughter.

“No. I don’t share.”  he said sternly.

The stranger nodded. “Alright, yeah i figured as much, man, you’re a lucky man, so what about the letting people watch? You two headed anywhere specific?”

Paul was silent again.

The stranger continues. “I have an apartment right at the next stop, assuming that’s where you’re getting off. It’s literally a block from the stop. I’d love to invite you to back to my place to finish what you’ve started, if I can watch.”

Paul thought about this wanting to deny the strangers request to watch his little girl get fucked by her father, but also wanted him to watch at the same time. How hot it would be for a stranger to watch a “couple” fuck, not knowing it was her first time, not knowing they were father and daughter. He looked to Emily, who he could tell had the same or similar thought in her hungry eyes. She nodded slightly, and Paul turned to the man.

“Invite a couple of your friends if you want” Paul said.  The stranger grinned. “You got it man.” he pulled out his phone and started texting people in it.

Emily looked up at her father and wrapped her arms around his neck as she stood on her tip toes and planted a kiss on his lips and smiled and whispered.

“Is it bad that i liked him calling me your girlfriend?” she asked.

“Yeah, for real.” the stranger was saying into his phone. “In about 15 minutes. just come in when you get there, door will be unlocked. Yeah sure, bring whoever. They’re fine with it. No.. no charge.”

Paul grabbed her ass and spanked it. “It’s bad you let Daddy fuck you in a train…but i like it bad baby. I love that you’re a bad little girl, and I never even knew it.” he kissed her again and felt her giant tits press into him, her tongue was in his mouth, his in hers.  "Naughty girl” he mumbled into her mouth before passionately letting his tongue work against hers again.

A woman scoffed at the display.

“Mind your own business lady” the stranger came to their defense. “Aint ya ever seen people kiss before?”

Paul lifted emilys leg, grabbing behind her thigh and then behind her knee as it rose to his side, digging himself into her, his cock wanting to feel inside her again.

Some might have thought that the rivalry between these two cuties would have been over after the brunette got married to the stud they have been competing over. But for these girls, it was far from over. Taking this selfie they knew exactly how they were going to spend the wedding night: fighting tit to tit and cunt to cunt.

For the first time ever, the new husband would see them going at it. He had heard about their vicious sexfights but never they had accepted him to watch it. The brunette was anxious to beat the blonde in this very important first battle after becoming wife.

This was definitely the happiest day of the brunette’s life but it certainly wasn’t her best day in bed. Maybe she felt nervous and ended drinking a little bit too much wine. Her blonde rival had been avoiding drinking and waiting for the upcoming sexfight. When the time came, she had an advantage over the brunette.

And that was all that it took. The blonde gave the brunette absolutely zero chances while tribbing her hard making her cum over and over again. The husband watched in awe as her new wife was humiliated by a stronger blonde pussy. At some point the brunette wife didn’t have a choice than submit to the better woman.

When jealousy changes into lust, it doesn’t mean that the rivalry is over. It can actually give the rivalry a new spark. Making it even more personal.

Here the jealous had been increasing between the wife and mistress from the moment they found out that they were fucking the same man. The reasons are obvious, no need to explain them.

When they finally met each others at the couple’s home, the wife immediately understood why her husband haven’t been able to keep his cock in her pants. The redhead mistress was stunning and her body looked very much equal to hers. But not better, she thought.

Daddy had me start working at his office to keep me out of trouble... I mean, sure, I got caught with two guys in my bedroom... at the same time... while we were all naked... but what's the harm in a little fun? Right?

Well, soon I was going to his office every day after class.

"I don't care if you're 18. You're my little girl, and I want to keep an eye on you."

Meanwhile, I was keeping my eye on some guys around the office. I also noticed that they were keeping an eye on me. Whenever dad wasn't around, I'd flirt a little with them. They seemed like men, compared to the boys I went to class with.

My dad had a habit of leaving work early. That let me flirt a little more openly, and as the guys got used to me, they opened up a bit more.

"You know, your dad pays us shit."

"So, why do you stick around?"

"Well," one guy said, looking over at one of the receptionist. "We like to have fun after work sometimes."

I leaned over, letting him get a glimpse down my blouse. "You know, I like to have fun too," I suggested.

He just smiled. "Then maybe we won't wait for you to leave today."

"I'd like that," I said, smiling back at him. I ran my hand over his, letting him know I was interested.

Five o'clock came, and my dad had been gone for a good thirty minutes or more when one guy came up to my dad's secretary, Rachel, and kissed her full on the lips without warning. I thought for sure he was going to be slapped, but she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply.

Maybe they're dating, or married. I hadn't paid too much attention, to be honest.

Their kisses became more of a make-out session as he groped her tits over her shirt. I couldn't believe it. I mean, I was sitting right here.

My mouth fell as she felt up his crotch in front of me. However, before I could gawk for too long, someone came up and kissed me passionately, placing their tongue in my mouth. I kissed them back, without even knowing who it was.

When he broke the kiss, I realized it was the worker I had been talking to before. He was "much" older than me, at about 28, but that made it fun.

I looked over at the other couple, and Rachel was now sucking on his cock, right there in the office.

"Looks like fun, doesn't it?"

I had to agree, as I went for his pants.

The guy smiled at that, and out popped his boner as I pulled down his pants. Now two guys were getting sucked off at my dad's office. Oh, if he knew, he'd be pissed, I'm sure, but I didn't care, and I don't think they did either.

I heard a moan from the girl and looked over at her. She was bent over the desk, her skirt lifted over her ass, and the guy was pushing into her.

"Now that looks like fun," I said as I stood and dropped my pants. I leaned over and invited the guy to fuck me.

He didn't need to be told twice, and soon was bottoming out inside of me. I moaned as he fucked me while another couple fucked just a few feet away. She looked at me and winked as her guy finished inside of her.

I was so close to cumming, but my guy was almost done. He pulled out and spun me around, expecting me to swallow his load, which I happily did, even though it left me feeling not completely unsatisfied. I mean, sure, all sex is good, but it's better with an orgasm or two to finish it.

The girl looked over at me. "You are a fun one, aren't you?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

She smiled.

"What? My dad and I are nothing alike."

"Oh, you're more alike that you might know."

"So, your boyfriend comes by like that all the time?"

She looked a little confused. "Boyfriend? Who, the James? He's not my boyfriend."

I was a little shocked.

"Oh, like Jeff was your boyfriend?"

I just laughed. "Yeah, I guess not."

"So, is it just him?"

Now it was her turn to laugh. "Oh, hell no. It's a different guy each evening... or now two different guys each evening. They take turns, but I don't know how they choose to be honest, nor do I really care."

"So, just one at a time?" I asked inquisitively.

"Wow, you just want to hit the ground running. I'll tell you what, I'll set something up for Friday. We tend to have a little more fun since your dad usually cuts out around 3PM at the latest."

Friday came around, and sure enough, there was a steady stream of guys coming by for a "visit" after my dad left. It was still one on one, but I got three guys before it was quitting time, while Rachel got four.

"I'm only a little jealous," I told her.

"What, you want more?"

"Did you ever hear about the story of why my dad wants me here?"

She didn't, but sat on the edge of her desk as I told her. She was intrigued.

"I'll tell you what, your dad is leaving for a trip next Thursday and Friday."

"Yeah, I know," I said.

"Well, I'll set up a little something extra special. In the meantime, I've got to head back home. My husband is waiting."

"Wait! You're married?"

She smiled and flashed her ring. I had never paid attention but now I couldn't not see it.

"But all those guys?"

"I know... fun, right? My husband can seem to tell, and always pounces after I've had fun here. It's like double the pleasure."

"But does he actually..."

"If he does, he doesn't let on. That's part of what makes it so much fun. See you tomorrow. That's when the real fun begins." She turned and left, leaving me wondering about what goes on here. And what did they mean about my dad being just as much of a freak as these guys... and what did next week hold?

Monday through Wednesday was fairly normal. A different guy came by to "say goodbye" as we called it. It was all fun, but I often was left... not completely satisfied, which was a shame. Although some did a good job of making sure I remembered them, which was amazing.

I showed up Thursday right after classes, and nothing seemed that different. As I sat at my desk, I looked over at dad's office. It was empty as he was away at the conference.

Rachel came by my desk, "Oh... I should have warned you. A dress or skirt would have been better," she said. "I've got to step out for a minute, but I'll be right back."

She left, and I wondered what she meant by the need for me to wear a skirt, but I figured it was just to give the guys better access as they came to "Say goodbye."

However, before I could get started, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye coming from my dad's office. Out came a string of my dad's workers. Most of them were naked, and the ones that weren't were nearly naked. All of them had stiffies, and they were working their way over to me.

My phone buzzed, but I paid no attention. Instead, I was busy looking at all that naked male flesh coming for me... and knowing I'd soon be cumming for them.

Several guys were stroking their cocks to make them nice and hard.

I stood to face them, smiling. My short shorts and tight shirt, which allowed me to flirt with all the boys, were now being pulled on.

"We heard you like threesomes," Jake said.

"Yeah I do," I responded enthusiastically.

"How about a bunch of threesomes?" another guy said.

"Sounds even better."

One guy grabbed my head, pulling me in to kiss him, before he pushed me down so my face was right at his cock. Another guy held onto my hips, so I would only bend. He then worked on pulling my shorts aside so he could finger me.

"She's already ready, boys," he called out to everyone.

The guys loved it, and they cheered again when he pushed into me.

He didn't know it, but he was the second cock in my pussy today. But given the group setting, I don't think he would have minded the fact that my short shorts grabbed some lucky guys' attention, who pulled me into an empty room for a quicky during lunch break.

I was quickly moaning, knowing all these guys were watching me. Turns out, I love being watched as I fuck.

"Your dad doesn't pay well, but the benefits," I heard some guy saying.

"Yeah, who would have thought he'd offer up his own daughter?" another one said.

"I thought you were all going to wait for me," I heard Rachel say.

"Don't worry, we've still got plenty of cocks for you, dear," one guy said.

She then yelped as someone took her roughly.

"Oh, yeah, just like that, you dirty bastard," I heard her telling him.

I don't know what was going on, but she was clearly enjoying it.

I heard my phone buzzing over, and over, but I ignored it as I was being pounded.

The guys switched out and I found some new cock to please me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black guy. I really wanted to try him out, but was nervous about what my dad would say. However, if he set this up for me... then I was game.

The guys, young and old alike, were fucking me. Many took their time spanking my dirty little ass as they fucked me. Sometimes I was lifted to the side, so everyone could see their cock being shoved in and out of my used pussy. Other times I was bent over, or placed on my back.

I got fucked in so many positions, but so many guys, and many of them took a second round at me as well.

I lost count of how many times I came, and that was a perfect number for me.

As the last guy finished, I realized my panties and shorts were both ripped beyond use. I guess that's what she meant by needing a skirt or dress. I had cum leaking out of me, as well as all over me.

Rachel came up to me. "You look like a total slut," she said with a smile.

I smiled back, and she took a photo of me with her phone. I wondered why. My legs were weak, and I just sat in the chair. Smiling. Exhausted.

"A little souvenir," she said. "Just in case your dad tries to do anything to any of us... I think this will be a nice insurance policy."

The guys gathered their clothes from the office and came out and dressed.

"See you tomorrow, dear. We'll work on triple teaming you tomorrow."

I must have had a confused look on my face.

"In your ass, too," Rachel informed me.

My eyes got wide. I had never done that.

"Really?"

"Really," she said, smiling. "Don't worry, you'll probably like it. I mean, you seem like the right type of slut that would like having all of her holes filled."

"And I should wear a skirt tomorrow?"

"I would... and skip the panties... you see how fast it starts. Better to not have anything get in the way "

"So you all waited for me?"

"Nah, I had a group before lunch, and another group at lunch." She was laughing about it.

I could barely walk straight, and she seemed to not have any issues at all.

"Does my dad..."

"He knows what I do with them... I'm guessing he was thinking you would be off limits to them..."

I remembered my phone. I checked, and it was dozens of messages from my dad telling me not to go into work today. Begging me to not go in... I think he knew what would happen if I did.

I sent him a short message "2 L8" I laughed as I sent it.

"Why is everyone saying he's a freak, too?" I wondered aloud.

"Well... let's just say I know your dad quite well."

My eyes went wide with the realization.

"And he's got a string of mistresses... your mom doesn't seem to mind, or pretends she doesn't know. Kind of like my husband."

It was weird hearing this. My phone buzzed again.

"I'm so sorry," he wrote.

"Don't me. I'm not."

I think I might have given him a heart attack, but that's a different story.

"I'll see you tomorrow," she said.

All the while, I had to think of how I would get home being such a mess.

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This bridal shower had been unlike anything I had seen or been to before. I always knew my friend was wild, but this was nuts, I thought as I sat down sipping on my (very strong) drink through a penis shaped straw.

I had arrived a few minutes late, but clearly others had gotten there early, and started drinking even earlier. Most of them were past tipsy, and full on drunk at this point.

Cherri, one of the brides maids, brought out penis shaped cookies, which was to be semi expected. However, she turned it into a game. We all had to show how deep we could take these phallic shapes, and I was just thankful that it wasn't a sex toy, and that was not beyond this group, especially with how the party was decorated.

The party had some sexually themed desserts, and there was lots of innuendo in the comments. I had to admit; I was even a little past tipsy at this point. To most of the people here, I was a prude... too reserved. That's OK, I thought the opposite of them... but I didn't want to embarrass my work friend either.

"OK, new game," Jenni, the maid of honor, called out. "This should be a favorite for our bride, if you know her well from her college days," she said, with everyone laughing. Clearly, there was something I didn't know about this inside joke.

"Why don't you put this on?" she said, handing me a blindfold. Of course, instead of just some cloth, it seemed to be more of a sex blindfold. "We'll give you something, and you see if you can identify what it is. You can't take it off until you get it right."

I could hear some whispers and giggles as I sat there in the chair with my hands out, waiting to identify the object.

"Oh honey," she said to me. "This is one of her favorite things to eat. So open your mouth, and stick our your tongue."

I did as I was instructed as I felt someone come up near me. I flicked my tongue and just got the edge of it. I flicked it again and again. "Is that what I think it is?"

The item was pushed forward a bit until I wrapped my mouth around it. It was what I thought it was. It was a cock.

With it there, and me being a bit drunk, I sucked on it a few strokes sliding it back and forth over my lips. The girls cheered as I did. I felt embarrassed, but also turned on.

"It's a dick," I said as I pulled it out of my mouth.

It was pushed back in. "You need to be more specific," they told me.

I was sucking on it, wondering what they wanted me to say about it. What is a specific person? How would I know who it was attached to? How big it was? It seemed fairly big.

"It's a big dick," I said.

I felt another push, forcing me down on it again. "More!"

Everyone was laughing. It seemed to be good natured, but I wanted to see.

"It's a really big dick. Over 8" inches."

"We can see that," she said, laughing. "But that's not what we're looking for. Tell us more about it."

It was tough. I couldn't see, and they weren't letting me use my hands. I heard him moan as I continued to suck on his dick, however. Sober, I probably wouldn't have done it, but mostly drunk me didn't care.

"It's a black dick..." I said.

I was pushed down on it again.

"Closer, you slut," she called out to me. "But we want what we called it."

I remembered from watching some pornos. I could taste his pre-cum. He was close to filling my mouth.

"A Big Black Dick..."

"No..."

Down I went again.

"A Big Black Cock!" I screamed.

The girls all cheered, and I was able to take my blindfold off. The guy was stroking his cock in front of me. It was big and black, and quite larger. Larger than I was used to.

"That's right. And she loved sucking on them, didn't you?"

"You know it," my friend the bride to be said, to the cheers of all her other friends.

The guy kept stroking his cock, and then shot his load all over my face.

"And I loved all that cum they had for me." She walked over to him and kissed him passionately. "I'd let them cum anywhere they wanted, and swallowed quite a few loads," she said as she scooped some up off of my face and swallowed it.

"Only thing better than sucking a black cock is getting fucked by it," she said.

About that time, several dancers all came out. They were mostly naked already and pranced around. You could easily see they were as well endowed as the one I had just sucked off.

I sat there, surprised, but intrigued. My friend licked my face, swallowing even more cum.

"You like that?"

"I prefer it in my pussy... but like beer, it's an acquired taste, and now I can't get enough," she said.

"What about your husband?"

"He loves watching me take them," she said. "I get fucked by a big black cock at least once a week," she told me. "I've fucked Jerome here quite a bit, haven't I, big guy?"

He had stayed right there beside me, his cock hanging out, right in front of my face.

"You should try him out. He's marvelous in bed, you know... or anywhere else for that matter," she said.

I swallowed hard and watched as he continued to strip out of his clothes. He was now fully naked.

I looked around and saw several of the guys had exposed themselves. A couple of the girls were stroking or sucking on the black cocks before them. Others were getting felt up. Mostly just their tits, but one girl was getting fingered in front of everyone. I watched as she was about ready to cum.

"You know... I've fucked every guy here," she told me. "Anyone will put a smile on your face. You shouldn't be so shy," she told me as Jerome sat down beside me.

He put his arm around me and groped my tit. I couldn't find the will to stop him. I was horny from sucking his cock just a minute ago. Him being naked in front of me wasn't making that go away.

He leaned over and kissed me. As he did, his hands found their way under my shirt. I let him feel me up, and didn't stop him as he pulled my shirt off and started to suck on my tits.

I looked around, and I wasn't the only girl getting felt up. I could even hear the girl who was getting fingered cumming.

I looked around and saw the bride stroking two guys. One on each side of her as she pranced around with them. They were naked, and she was making out with them as she stroked them, even though she was still fully clothed.

As I watched, Jerome fingered my pussy under my skirt. I didn't dare stop him. I was way too horny at this point, and would gladly fuck him, or anyone, for that matter.

As we kissed, he pulled my panties off, while continuing to finger fuck me.

"You know, you've already sucked me off. Maybe you'd like another cock to fuck?"

"Ok," I mumbled, as he pulled me into a kneeling position. I was on all fours as he continued to make out with me.

I felt my skirt being lifted.

"Go ahead, she's ready," he said.

With that, I felt another cock push against my pussy.

"Ohhh," I moaned into his mouth. "Ohhh," I said again as his new cock fucked me.

"I think you need even more," the bride to be said, bringing another guy to my face. I sucked on his cock. I figured the guy behind me was the other guy she had been with.

The one I was sucking tasted different.

"How do I taste," she said. The girls were around me. "I couldn't not fuck that cock after all, but I left all the good stuff for you," she said.

I had never had sex with a black man before, or anyone for that matter, in front of others. Yet here I was, taking two black cocks at once, and enjoying the hell out of it, like some dirty slut.

"That's how I started," she said, to cheers everywhere. "A simple party, a little drunk, and now I can't get enough, just like everyone else here."

The girls all cheered as the guys sped up and then shot their load inside of me. Three guys, three loads in an afternoon. That was more than I had in any one month before this.

I felt so dirty, but I also loved it.

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I knew my husband was watching porn on his big projector again. He'd ignore me to watch that... well, if he wants to watch, I'll give him something to watch, I thought.

I called up a friend of mine who's quite the exhibitionist, and whom I've had a few affairs with over the years and told her my plan.

I walked into my husband's man cave and sat down on the riser in front of the screen.

"You can watch that," I said, "or this." I spread my legs, showing off my naked pussy. I wore no panties and no bra.

"And if you want more," I said as my friend walked in, "then watch this."

She was naked and sat on the riser with me. She faced my husband and spread her legs. Her naked body was on display as I felt her up and kissed all over it. My hand went between her legs and I fingered her.

"Isn't it better to watch live?" I asked.

"Always," he said. "I should invite friends over."

My friend smiled. A true exhibitionist not only wants someone to watch. They want a lot of someones to watch. Her body moaned at the idea.

"Fuck me in front of a group of strangers and I'll cum so hard," she promised.

My husband was already busy texting his friends, inviting them over.

"You want all your friends to see your wife make out with someone else? To be a slut on display."

"The sluttier the better," he said.

"Be careful what you ask for. I've not had a live cock in months, and I'm needing something between my legs that's not battery operated. I just might fuck all of your friends."

He smiled at the prospect. He wanted to watch me fuck other guys, then I'd fuck all of his friends. But first, I'd fuck this piece of pussy in front of me, I told myself. I continued to finger her until she was close to cumming. Then I moved my mouth between her legs and licked at her pussy.

Her pussy was so wet and sweet.

I saw her stare right at my husband as I licked her pussy. My husband's first friend arrived as she started to cum.

"That's it. Lick that bitch," I heard his friend say.

I ignored him, but continued to do just that, making her cum loudly for all who were there. Several other friends entered the den while she was cumming. The more that entered, the longer and louder her orgasm was. I don't know how many were here, but my guess was the right answer was "enough."

She was satisfied, at least temporarily. Now it was my turn.

"Who wants to taste her?" I said, while pointing at my lips. "While I ride their cock?"

I don't know if my husband was bluffing or not, but I was going to call that bluff and get what I needed, and soon.

My husband didn't move as one of his friends stepped up. He went to kiss me, but I stopped. "Get naked first. You can't fuck while you got all your clothes on."

"You're dressed..."

With that, I unsnapped my skirt and dropped it, showing off my shaved MILF pussy. I tossed my shirt next, and was totally naked, just like my friend.

He liked the look of that and dropped his pants. I had him sit on the riser, and I faced him, kissing him, as I impaled myself on his cock.

"And what if we want to fuck your friend, too?"

I don't know who said it, but one of the guys did.

"Then get your ass up here, and show me what you're working with," she teased the guy.

He was apparently up for some fun, as he walked over to her, and undid his pants, showing him what he had to play with.

"That will do," she said, as she pulled him into her.

He slide right in as she was so wet from being eaten out and cumming.

I watched her getting fucked, as I was getting fucked, and realized we had an audience. It was quite the turn on, and I got why she liked it, as the guy shot his load into my pussy.

"OK, who's next? Let's form a line," I said, ready for my first gang bang... and finally a chance to make up for lost time. In the background, a porno kept playing. I didn't care. I knew most guys would be watching us... and that was fine, as long as they kept fucking us.

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We see the lights of our friends car pulling into the driveway, she starts fucking me harder and harder while saying “ you better fill me up, put all that cum deep in my pussy” at that moment I release. She slows down and gets up , my cum is dripping from her, my cock is soaked in juices. She bends over while standing and starts sucking every drop out of my cock, her ass was facing the house just as our friends walk around the corner... At first they both give me a look of Surprise/shock. I gesture for them to come over. She Now knows they are behind her but doesn’t stop sucking me as our friend drops his pants in front of his wife, moves in behind my wife’s dripping pussy and starts rubbing his cock all over her soaking wet pussy. I can tell he’s sliding inside her as she stops sucking me for a moment.

His wife walks up to where my head is and pulls her baiting suit bottoms to the side, and straddles my face.. so my wife is bent over sucking my cock, our friend is pounding her pussy, and his wife has my tongue licking her Delicious shaved pussy!! This went on for some time until my wife and friend came at the same time.... they get up and go lay on the hammock next to me, as his wife walks down Straddling the chair and my body and sits down on my cock, while just pulling her baiting suit to the side. She’s fucking me reverse cowgirl as my wife comes up to her and starts kissing and asking her how good my cock feels! With that I explode, she keeps grinding on my cock as I keep cumming. I see she’s rubbing her clit, while kissing my wife,I finally I feel her pussy tighten around my cock as she lets out a groan of pleasure.

More happened after that, but this was the highlight!

She tells me the stories about how he was a grade older than her, but they still always found one another through out the years even up until the year we started dating. But since the last time they fucked, she haven’t seen him or spoken to him.

Her 20 year high school reunion happened the day after thanksgiving. It was about an hour away from our home, so she took off for the night to hang with her friends and then sleep at her parents house, while I stayed home with the kids.

I always told her that if anything ever happened with someone else, I’d like to be there and watch, or at least be told before and after of every detail.

Around 8:30 we start txting, I was asking how things are going, and she explains all the details of what sounded like a pretty straightforward reunion at a local bar. Until she mentions that Steve just showed up and was looking pretty hot.

(It was a surprise because he was the grade above her. )

She asks me at that point. “ would it be ok with you if I chat with him and see where things go?”

Of course I said yes. ( knowing nothing was going to happen)

A few hours passed , and I was finally laying in bed , thinking about what to txt her, when out of nowhere I get a text from my wife, a picture of her in just her bra and panties in front of a mirror, saying..” I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to sleep at Steve’s tonight”

My mind started racing, what the fuck was going on, was she kidding, I immediately called her, and she didn’t pick up, she text me back…” I’ll call you back in a minute, but please be extra quiet”

What the hell, why did she need me to be quiet and why did she not just answer?

A few minutes go by, and my phone lights up with a face time video call.

I pick up the call, only to see the side view of an empty bed. I can hear the bathroom sink running and some quiet commotion in the other room. I sit silently just watching and listening. Before long some guy ( I’m guessing is Steve) walks into the room in just his boxers and lays on the side of the bed opposite of my wife’s phone. I hear the sink shut off , and I see my wife come into view of the camera , and she’s just wearing a pair of sexy panties that I just bought her. She climbs into bed, and glances over at her phone, and winks at me.

I’m sitting here in our marital bed watching my wife climb into bed with another man. It’s the hottest thing I have ever witnessed.

She climbs on top of him and and leans down and starts passionately kissing him, her hips start to grind onto his. His hands are all over my wife’s perfect body.

I watch as she pulls down his boxers and exposes his rock hard cock. I watch as he pulls down her panties and slips his fingers into her wet pussy.

I sit and I watch as she climbs back on top of him and reaches around to hold his cock so she can guide it into her pussy.

I watch for the next 25 mins as Steve gives her everything he has. Bringing her to several orgasms and then finally cumming and filling my wife’s pussy up with his huge load.

Shortly after, Steve gets up to go to the bathroom and my wife rolls over to her phone, she flips it around to see me for the first time. And just smiles, and says “ I hoped you liked that”….. I just sat there eyes wide open , I smiled and whispered “ that was amazing, thank you

We both said I love you to one another, and hung up.

About an hour later my phone woke me up again, it was a face time……. I didn’t sleep much at all that night, but instead watched my wife get fucked 2 more times.

She ended up coming home early the next morning and climbed into bed with me, she said “ please reclaim me” I pulled down her panties and started to gently touch her swollen pussy, she reaches down and touches it and a flood of cum starts leaking out all over me….. I instantly slid my cock into the warmest wettest pussy I have ever felt in my life and fucked my wife in every position imaginable that morning.

After dinner my wife went to tuck in the kids. Randy and i were sitting on the sofa chatting. He told me that my wife had hinted at the fact that we wanted to have someone else in the bedroom with us. Not sure what to say right away to that the silence was broken as my wife came down stairs.

While sitting there I decided to take my pants off and expose that I was wearing my black thong. My wife reached over and started playing with my cock over top of them. Randy just sat there and with in a minute or so he dropped his pants and his 9” delicious black cock flopped out. With this I asked if anyone else would enjoy going up to the bedroom. We got up and my wife and I laid down on the bed and started kissing, I slowly reached down and started rubbing her already wet pussy, Randy was on the other side of the bed just watching and being respectful. As my wife pulled my my cock out and started rubbing it on her pussy, Randy got up on his knees and moved over towards our heads. My wife looked at me and said “ if you want me to do anything, you have to start” with that I reached out my hand and wrapped it around Randy’s hard cock and he slowly guided it into my mouth. I started sucking this mans cock ( it was amazing) but nothing was better than when my wife started coming in closer and licking the bottom of his shaft, and we went back and forth taking turns attempting to fit his whole cock in our mouths. Meanwhile she reaches down and guides my cock into her eager pussy. So now we are both sucking another mans cock as I’m thrusting everything i have inside of her... i wasn’t going to be able to last very long, and that was clear. Randy pulled out of our mouths and got down between her legs and started rubbing his dripping cock on mine and all over my wife.

I feel my cock slip out of her as he pushes his thick black cock deep inside her. She lets out a deep moan of pleasure. As she gets to experience this thick cock she’s been craving as well as mine rubbing up against her. With in just a few mins of thrusting she whispers to me that she’s about to cum..... i tell her that I want randy to cum inside her. With hearing these words both of them let out massive grunts of pleasure as they cum at the same time. Immediately I push Randy’s cock to the side and slide my cock inside her stretched out dripping pussy as Randy moves up and puts his cock in my mouth. The taste of his cum mixed with my wife’s juices was too much for me to handle. I exploded deep inside her as I cleaned every drop off of Randy’s cock.

I pull out of her and feel a flood of cum dripping out of her. She looks at me and says “ you know what you promised me if we ever do this” I got down between her legs and started licking up the mixture of fluid that was leaking out of her. As I look up to see if she’s enjoying what I’m doing. I see that randy and her are passionately kissing. Her pussy starts pushing out everything. I make sure not to leave a single drop of cum inside my wife.

“See something you like?”

The gorgeous older woman had snapped Kerry out of her mini-trance.

“Oh, um, Jeez, I was staring, wasn’t I? I am so sorry.”

“Yes, hon, you were. Enjoying my leg workout? What’s going on in that cute little head of yours?”

(Kerry’s inside voice: “Stay cool, stay cool. Did she call me cute? OMG!”)

“Um, I don’t know what to say. This is so embarrassing.”

“I believe in being direct. How about the truth? Just tell me; what was going through your mind?”

“OMG, um, your legs, your thighs, they’re amazing.”

“Thank you. I work very hard on them, as you observed so intently. Is that all you were thinking?”

(Kerry’s inside voice again: “Fuck, she knows. Don’t lose it right here, girl.”)

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“Well, to be honest, it looked like you were wondering how it would feel to have these legs and thighs wrapped around your pretty little face. Sorry if that’s too forward, but I’ve seen that look before here. And you were the one who was staring.”

(Kerry’s inside voice: “Well, she nailed me, didn’t she? Wait, did she say I was pretty? Wow!”)

BLUSH.

“Don’t say anything, I can see I’m right. I’m Samantha, by the way. And you are?”

“Kerry, ma’am.”

“Well, Kerry what do you say we hit the locker room? We have to behave in there, but it will give us a nice little chance to see each other naked. Would you like that, dear?”

Kerry just nodded.

“Very well, come come. After that little fun, we can have the ‘your place or mine?’ discussion. Because you’re going to love having these legs and thighs wrapped around your pretty face, aren’t you?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

(Kerry’s inside voice: “This is amazing! She thinks I’m pretty! I’m going to do anything and everything she asks, aren’t I? Yes, I am.”)