Lisa's husband arranges date for his wife with her father.
Chapter 5 - Always Something New (Lisa)
Surprised is one word to describe it and 'concerned' would be another equally descriptive. After Carl, my date for the evening, had left I told my husband he and I needed to talk about my father. Imagine my surprise when he said 'I know' as if he could read my mind and knew what was bothering me.
"What do you mean, you know?" I asked.
"Your Dad stopped by here late last night and had some questions for me. Evidently the three of you ran into each other last night at the hotel? What happened?"
I proceeded to tell him about Daddy cutting in and dancing with me. I told him how he and I went out of the club and talked. I told him what I had learned and how Daddy appeared to understand and accept what I was doing.
"Yea, that is almost exactly what he told me. He said he wanted to make sure I knew and was only concerned for your safety and the stability of our marriage."
"Did you reassure him, as far as we are concerned, nothing could be better between us than what it is now?"
"Absolutely. He did say something as he was leaving I have not been able to get out of my head. It was probably nothing."
"What was that?"
"It was very important to him, evidently given the sexually liberated life your mother and he have lived, for me to know he has never touched you in a sexual way."
"Well, he hasn't and that is the absolute truth."
"Honey, I don't doubt that one bit, but that was not what I have been thinking about. Maybe I am just reading more into it than I should, but after he assured me he hadn't touched you, he said he thinks you are, as he put it 'a sexy little thing.' If I remember correctly those were his exact words. I thought that was a strange way for a father to refer to his daughter. He seemed to be very sincere when he went on to say he would never touch a child. He was very clear on that point, but he then said his only interest is in adults. I don't know why, but I got the feeling, just by the way he said it and the whole vibe, that he may be looking at you or thinking differently about you now that you are an adult. Now that he knows what we are into, it just makes me wonder."
Paul paused a moment and I could see this was bothering him. He then said, "No, forget it, after thinking about it, I am sure it was just me and my imagination that seems to always be focused on sex."
Paul's comments made me think back to the conversation Daddy and I had. I was thinking specifically about when I was saying good-bye and starting to go back into the club where Carl was waiting. I remember what I had said and wondered if that might have given him ideas. He had told me to hurry back into the club before my date thought I had found a replacement for him. I remember telling him he would not be such a bad replacement.
After thinking about this, I told Paul about the verbal exchange. He said, "Maybe you are right. Maybe that did get him started thinking about you sexually."
I could see Paul thinking about what we had discussed and wanted to lighten the mood. I knew hearing all the details regarding my dates always excited him. I said, "Honey I have to tell you about my date. He was the nicest guy. He was such a gentleman and we had an absolutely wonderful dinner." I had already told Paul about the end of our time at the club, and I told him about Carl being a great dancer.
Paul and I were cuddling and kissing on the couch. I had unzipped his pants and taken his hard cock out. I was slowly and gently teasing and stroking it. I have always found cocks fascinating. Some have a curve to them. Paul's is as straight as a pipe. The glans has always been soft to the touch and I love the way the glans is shaped. The texture of the glans is also very unique. Nowhere else on a man's body is there flesh the same texture as that of the glans. The glans and skin covering the shaft are soft to the touch, but when aroused it is so hard under the skin. Sitting there stroking my husband's cock I thought of all the cocks that had penetrated me. Some were larger and some smaller. Some were absolutely wonderful, but as good as they all were none felt better inside me than my husband's. While stroking it I asked, "Honey, how many times did you cum while I was gone?"
He grinned then answered, "Baby, you know me."
"Indeed I do, that is why I asked. He looks a little red like you might have abused him a little more than normal."
"Okay if you really want to know, four."
"Four times? Wow you must have been thinking about me a lot. Did you watch your favorite DVD?"
"Yea. I wish I had some of you and your dates."
"That would be fun. Maybe one of these days we can make one."
Paul said, "Tell me what happened after you left the club."
As I continued stroking his cock I grinned and teased him saying, "Oh Honey that is the boring part. We just went back to the room and Carl had brought along a deck of cards, so we played cards most of the night."
"Damn you Lisa. You tease me like this every single time." He mashed his lips against mine so hard I thought he might even bruise them. When he pulled back he said, "Dammit tell me what happened or I am going to throw you over my shoulder and carry you into the bedroom where I will fuck your brains out."
"Oooooh Baby, that sounds like fun. Promise?" I gave his hard cock a squeeze then used my thumb to smear the pre-cum, covering his entire glans. "If you must know. He really does have a great cock, but you have already seen that for yourself in the shower at the gym. You did a really nice job picking him for me. I sucked his cock and he shot his cum directly down my throat and into my stomach. He then fucked my pussy then we went to sleep. This morning he fucked my ass really hard and I gave him another blow job in the shower. He does know how to make a girl happy with that cock. Honey he was almost as good as you, but not quite."
Having not worn anything under my skirt paid off on the ride home and now that I had my husband so aroused it was going to pay off once more. He pushed me back onto the couch and got between my spread legs as he pushed my skirt on up to my waist. I laid there on the couch watching him while he stood and dropped his pants. He seldom wears underwear, preferring to go commando, and wasn't wearing any now. He laid on top of me as I wrapped my legs around him and felt his hard manhood penetrate me. I always enjoyed the feeling of having my husband's familiar cock filling me.
My detailed account of the date had him filled with lust. He was pounding my pussy nice and hard. I was almost delirious with passion and his lust was consuming him to such a high level neither of us heard the knock on the door or the front door of our house being opened.
Our couch is maybe 20 feet from the front door. I was the first to look up and see my mother's face smiling with Daddy standing directly behind her. Paul was oblivious to what was happening, unaware of the audience we had, as he continued to hammer his cock into me.
Frantically I said, "Honey, Honey stop."
"I can't Baby, I am almost there."
"Honey please."
"Oh fuck I'm cumming!"
He pushed himself as deep into my pussy as possible just before his cum began filling me. I was so embarrassed my husband was filling my pussy with cum as my parents watched. Mom was grinning and put her finger to her lips silently indicating for me to not say anything. I was pretty sure it couldn't get any worse so trying to ignore my parents I focused on my husband; however, ignoring them was not an easy task.
Paul said, "Fuck Baby your pussy felt so damn good. This beats the hell out of jerking off."
That is when Mom spoke up saying, "That is what her father always tells me."
Paul's head jerked up to look over the back of the couch trying to see where the voice had come from. When he saw my parents standing there watching he looked back at me as if to ask why I hadn't told him. I said, "I tried to tell you to stop."
He jumped up from the couch and placed his hands in front of him in a feeble attempt to hide his swollen cock an balls. His cock was still hard cock as he hurried off to the bedroom. Mom yelled after him saying, "What a cute ass. You don't have to stop just because of us."
Paul didn't say a word as we watched his naked ass cheeks retreat down the hall. Moving as quickly as I could I sat up pulling my skirt back down. I realized it was a vain attempt at modesty, knowing both of my parents had very likely gotten a good look at my bald and now cum filled pussy.
Mom said, "Jason have a seat and wait for our poor embarrassed son-in-law to compose himself while Lisa and I have a girl chat." Looking at me she held out her hand and said, "Come with me Honey. I heard about last night and believe the time has come for us to have a talk."
Chapter 6 - Talk with Mom (Lisa)
As I looked at Daddy then at Mom with her hand out wanting me to go with her I was fairly certain my level of embarrassment had never come close to matching what I was feeling at that moment. I stood and took her hand like a little girl about to be scolded by her mother. Mom said nothing as she led me out the back door to the umbrella table we had set up next to the pool. We both took a chair still in silence. My heart was in my throat and I had no idea what to say or where to begin.
Thankfully Mom broke the silence saying, "That was not exactly what I was expecting to see today, but I must say that son-in-law of ours does have a very cute ass."
"Mom, I am so sorry."
"Sorry for what? Being a good wife and making your husband happy? Enjoying a nice big cock in your pussy? Honey, you have nothing to be sorry for."
"Mom, you know what I mean."
"You mean for doing something every man and woman enjoy in the privacy of their own home, or do you mean for not being able to see into the future and know your parents could come barging into your house uninvited? Honey you have nothing to be sorry for. If you want to know the truth, seeing the two of you like that makes me feel a lot better about the reason for our visit today."
"What do you mean?"
"Your father and I were worried there might be trouble between you and Paul. It was refreshing to see everything is apparently just as you and Paul assured your father last night. Honey relax, I am happy to see you are embracing your sexuality and the two of you have found a way to add some spice to your lives. Society has entirely too many hangups with regards to sex. It is the most fabulous gift we have to share with each other. Never be ashamed of making yourself and someone else happy with your body."
"Thanks Mom. Thanks for not being upset or judgmental."
"Honey your father told me what he saw last night and what you and Paul both told him. I guess if your mother was some tight ass bitch who stuck her nose where it didn't belong, then maybe this would be different, but like your father told you, he and I have been very open minded to sexual pleasure, regardless of where or when we have found it. We have been enjoying sex to the fullest, and have invited others into our lives since a few years before you were born. We never discussed it with you partially because we didn't know how you would respond or how open Paul would be to the news his in-laws were swingers. I don't know about you, but I feel much better now that it is all out in the open."
I moved over to my mother and put my arms around her and gave her a big hug. Tears of joy were running down my cheeks as I said, "Mom you are absolutely the best."
She hugged me then laughed and said, "I don't know that I am the best, but most men tell me I am pretty damn good."
With tears still on my face I broke out in laughter. My mother always knew just the right thing to say to change the mood. "Mom I have several questions."
"Sure Honey, fire away."
"The first is why was Daddy at the club last night alone? I forgot to ask him."
"I guess I do have a lot to explain. I am happy we can be open about all that now. Last night your father and I were both supposed to meet and spend the night with someone. My date for the evening came over to the house and picked me up. He brought me back a couple of hours ago. Your father was supposed to meet his date at that club where he saw you. He was waiting for her when he saw you dancing with that guy Paul evidently set you up with. That is why he was at that club alone."
"Wow! Why didn't he tell me?"
"I'm not sure. I think maybe because he was surprised to see you there with another man and also because he was very concerned about you and Paul. Maybe he didn't think it was that important."
"Did the woman ever show up?"
"No she was a no show. Even at our age, people are not always dependable. He waited around for her a while then when he was sure she wasn't going to show up he decided to drop by and visit Paul. I take it Paul told you all about that?"
"Yea, Paul told me this morning right after Carl left."
Mom had an excited smile on her face and said, "So his name was Carl. Honey was he good? Did he have a nice cock?"
"Mom! Seriously?"
"Just because I am your mother does not mean the two of us have to avoid the subject of cocks. After all wasn't it me who told you all about the birds and the bees?"
"No Mom it wasn't. If you remember correctly it was the girls on my cheerleading squad."
She grinned and said, "Well I would have told you if they hadn't already done so."
"Yea right. I am sure you would have. So from what I am learning you and Daddy still... well you know?"
"Still fuck? Damn right! I hope my last act on this earth is to have an orgasm induced heart attack and die as some huge cock is filling my pussy with a huge load of cum."
Laughing I said, "Mother you are something else."
"Honey it is not like the old days when you could get two or three loads of cum from one man in a few hours. You need to enjoy and appreciate cocks that can do that while you still can. At my age now, the guys are lucky to give me one load. Honey your father and I still have fun and enjoy our sexuality. We are not ashamed of our love of sex. Maybe I should be a little more reserved. I think I might have really scared Paul, earlier."
"He will survive. We obviously were not expecting company."
Mom said, "I know and I will apologize to Paul. Back to the subject of men. I have learned a lot about older men and how they often need a little extra help. Most use those little pills, but some prefer injections or pumps. Some even have implants." She winked and said, "Honey implants are the most fun. You just pump them up to how hard you want them and they never go soft. The guys have a little rubber squeeze bulb in their ball sack you squeeze to pump their cock up like you would air up a bicycle tire." She laughed then said, "You have to be careful you don't squeeze one of their balls instead of the rubber bulb. Doing that sort of kills the mood."
"Pills, pumps, injections, implants, Mom you are too much."
We laughed and she promised to tell me all about what I had to look forward to when a sexy wink or bare leg were no longer enough to get a man hard. She said, "Just in case you were curious your father doesn't need any of that shit, at least not yet. When he sees a bare tit or feels a leg he is ready to go, but his day will come like it does for all men lucky enough to live that long. When it does happen modern medicine will make sure we continue to have our fun. Honey we better get back inside and see how Paul and your father are doing."
"Mom before we go back inside can I ask you something? It needs to be just between the two of us."
"Sure Honey. I can keep a secret."
Rolling my eyes I said, "Yea, obviously! I have just learned just how well you can keep a secret."
"Okay, but at least now you know. What did you want to ask?"
"Daddy said something that got me thinking."
"Okay, what did he say?"
"Mom, don't misunderstand. He didn't really say anything directly, it was just a couple comments he made. Paul picked up on it too and maybe it was just the shock of learning what he told us. Paul said it was important to Daddy that Paul knew he never touched me in a sexual way when I was growing up." Mom was nodding her head as if in agreement, but was not saying anything as I continued, "But he made a very slight mention of me now as an adult."
"Are you trying to ask me if your father wants to fuck you now that you are grown?"
"Well, sort of, but I don't really know."
"Honey you know you are a beautiful and very sexy woman. You have seen the photos and know you look just like me when I was your age. We could have been twins. Maybe he sees you as me when we were a lot younger. Your father loves you and you have nothing to worry about. He would never do anything to hurt you."
"No, no Mom, I know Daddy would never hurt me or rape me, that is not what I meant. I am not worried at all. I am just curious as to how he sees me now. Does he still see me as his little girl, or does he look at me and silently wonder as an adult woman... well you know?"
"Yes I think I know what you are asking, but that is something I really can't answer. I can talk to him, if you want me to, but I think maybe it would be better if you talked to him. I promise you he will tell you what is on his mind, if you ask. You don't need to be embarrassed talking to him about this."
"Okay, you are probably right. Please don't say anything to him about what I just said. Let me think about it and if I want to know I will ask him just like you suggested."
Mom was looking at me as if she wanted to ask a question. She started to ask a couple times then I asked, "Mom, what is is?"
"I am not sure how to say this, but I will try. As you know sex and love are different. The way I see it, sex is wonderful, but not something to get up tight about. It can be a lot of fun, and I should know. Love between two people can be enhanced with sex, if you understand what I mean."
I was pretty sure I did. Sex with the guys Paul set me up with was great. The guys fucking me was fun, but while some of the time it was tender and sweet, it was still fucking. What I considered 'making love' was something one could only experience with someone they loved. I only made love when with Paul. Fucking was great, but nothing like when Paul and I were in bed together.
Mom shocked me when she asked, "If you don't want to answer I understand, but just between you and me, what would you say or do if your father was interested?"
At first she really caught me off guard with the question, but I think deep down I knew if it did happen he was the only other man in my life I would make love with. I wanted to make sure I did understand what she had said and asked, "You mean if he wanted to fuck me?"
Mom nodded her head then said, "I know this is something you have probably never considered, but think about it. After you have thought about it and if you want, we can talk again. You father and I have talked and he would never touch a child, whether she was his daughter or not, but an attractive adult is different, as long as it is consensual. I can tell you he has talked about you. He has never come right out and said he wanted to do anything, but I am pretty sure the thought has crossed his mind more than once."
"Daddy is very handsome, but I have never thought about him like that. At least not until last night and this morning when I was talking to Paul."
"Okay, like I said, you can think about it. Let's get back inside before they come out here looking for us."
Chapter 7 - All is Well (Paul)
I have never been as embarrassed as I was being caught by my wife's parents with my cock in their daughter. When I finally worked up the nerve to come back out I found my father-in-law sitting in the living room alone reading a magazine. He told me my mother-in-law and wife had gone into our back yard to sit by the pool and talk.
As I sat down in a chair across from him he said, "Paul I am really sorry we just came on in, but we thought maybe you two were out back and didn't hear us knock. I know we embarrassed you, but I have to admit I liked seeing that everything is good between the two of you, just like you said."
"It was embarrassing, but I guess I overreacted a little. Sorry about running out of the room like that."
"Think nothing of it son. If you don't mind talking about it, can you tell me how Lisa's date went last night?"
"She said he was a perfect gentleman and dinner was delicious."
"And after I saw them..."
I grinned and said, "She said that worked out very well. She said he knows how to use the equipment he carries around in his pants."
"I'll just bet he does. I have to admit he was a very handsome guy. If you don't want to that is fine, but if you don't mind can you tell me how this all works with you, Lisa and these guys?"
I explained how I select a guy and how sometimes I use Lisa as bait at the gym to draw the men out. I told him how so many guys try to come on to her that she never knows which one I have selected for her. At least not before the guy shows up to pick her up. He liked what I had told him and said he thought the idea of her not knowing was very hot. I told him it was and that is the reason I do it that way.
"She always tries to get me to tell her, but I never do. Sometimes the guys are men she has already dated and told me she would like to go out with again. With those she obviously knows them when they show up to pick her up, but like with Carl last night, she had seen him once, but didn't remember him."
I sat there thinking for a moment then had an idea. I told my father-in-law, "If you want, you are welcome to come with me as my guest to the gym and see how I select the guys. I think you might have fun watching. I will warn you ahead of time, part of the selection process is to see if they have what it takes to make Lisa happy. It is not a gay thing, but I do check each of the guys out in the showers to make sure their package is large enough to make her evening enjoyable."
Jason was grinning as I told him all this. When I finished he said, "I understand and it all sounds like fun. If you don't mind I would love to watch how you do it sometime."
Just as I was promising to let him know the next time we heard the back door open and I heard Lisa talking to her mother.
Her parents stayed a while longer. We both asked them to stay for supper, but they said they had some things planned for the evening. My mother-in-law gave me a wink and I knew better than to try and convince them to stay, or ask what their plans were. I was pretty sure they were both planning some intimate time in bed either with each other or some of their friends. I would have loved to known, but felt if they wanted us to know they would have volunteered the information.
I don't know if it was my imagination or wishful thinking, but it seemed when my mother-in-law looked at me she had a different look in her eyes. I figured given what she had seen earlier it was only natural for either her to look at me differently or me to imagine she was looking at me in a new light. Just thinking of my In-Laws seeing me fucking their daughter was causing my cock to begin to harden. She is a very attractive woman and there was no doubt in my mind she was most likely quite a wild woman in bed.
Chapter 8 - Finding Lisa's Next Date (Paul)
I told Lisa about my talk with her father. She liked that he wanted to come with me and watch how I picked out the guys for her. We belong to a gym that has facilities all over the city. We move from one to another to lessen the chances of running into guys I have set Lisa up with on dates in the past. It does still happen that we will run into one of her former dates, but not very often.
A couple weeks after her parents dropped in and found me with my cock buried in their daughter I called her father and told him we were going to the gym the following evening. I explained how we arrive separately so people at the gym don't see that we know each other. I could hear the excitement in his voice as I told him when I would swing by to pick him up.
I could see as he came out to the car, the obvious anxious anticipation on his face. He even told me Karen, Lisa's mother, knew what we were doing and was excited for him to tell her about it when he got back home. All the way to the gym he was like a small child full of questions. Most I had already answered, but didn't mind answering again. We dressed in the locker room then headed to the main part of the facility. We both spotted Lisa on the other side of the large open area on a piece of stamina building equipment. I told Jason to not say anything to her or act like he even knew her. I said, "Just watch the men around her. Take note of any of them who are looking at her more than the others."
"But Paul she is beautiful, everyone surely looks at her."
"Yes Dad they all do, but some look at her more than others or in a different way. Some are creeps and a small number of the others are potential dates. She likes her dates to be attractive, older than her and have large breeding tools. She likes large thick cocks, but also likes when they have big balls. We can determine the first two qualifiers out here, but like I told you earlier, we have to check them out in the shower for the third."
We saw one who looked like a potential date. He was handsome and was talking to her. She was laughing and flirting with him. I think it was when he saw her wedding rings that he backed off. Normally she leaves her rings at home when we go to the gym. She always wears her wedding rings on her dates. She says the guys like the fact she is married. With this guy even though he backed off we could see he was interested. I saw how she had been flirting with him and knew she was interested.
Jason and I killed time on the free weights all the while keeping an eye on the guy watching for him to head into the locker room.
Jason impressed me with the amount of weight he could bench. When the guy started toward the locker room I told Jason and we followed. After shedding our clothes we each grabbed a towel. We beat the other guy into the shower. I couldn't help but notice my father-in-law's cock and balls. I tried to not make it obvious, but this was the first time I had ever seen him naked and I had to admit he was equipped much better than I had ever imagined. Even flaccid I could easily see he was quite a bit larger than me.
I was trying to not stare at him and saw the guy we were interested in enter with a towel around his waist. With his back to us, he let it fall and hung it with the others where it would remain dry. The moment he turned to face us, both Jason and I looked at each other and shook our heads. We knew he would not be a potential candidate to date Lisa.
Later as I was driving him home I was laughing and told Jason, "If it is true steroids shrink your cock that guy must be taking bucket loads of steroids. Someone should warn him what they are doing to him."
Jason laughed and agreed. He said, "How can a guy so big and muscular be so small?"
I told him this was not the first time this had happened. I said, "I was expecting him to have something like yours. I never saw that one coming." My mind was racing and I thought I would test the water in a joking way to see if there was even any interest on his part. I said, "With a cock and balls like yours I should just set Lisa up with you as her date."
The silence I got in return was sort of expected. I didn't say anything as I continued to drive. It was maybe five very long minutes before Jason said, "Do you think that is even possible, I mean Lisa and me? You can't be serious."
I said, "Okay I understand we are talking about your daughter. I do understand your reluctance, but if she wasn't your daughter, would you do it?"
He said nothing either for or against the idea. I continued saying, "It's not like she is a little girl. She is a full grown adult woman who loves sex. Does it really matter whether it is her father or some stranger?"
Again there was silence. I waited a couple minutes and could tell he was thinking. He looked at me then asked, "What if I agreed?"
I was pretty sure he wanted to say yes. I said, "Anything is possible. The question is whether you want to cross that line."
"I am embarrassed to admit this, but I confess I have thought about that a lot since the night I saw her at that club. I just don't know."
"Just so I understand, you have thought about maybe taking Lisa on one of her dates?"
"Yea, I never thought I would, but I have to admit I can't get the idea out of my mind."
"Dad remember Lisa isn't doing it for a nice meal and dancing. She is interested in..."
Interrupting my comment he said, "Yes Paul, I understand all that. Oh fuck, forget I ever mentioned it. I don't know what I was even thinking."
"No, wait a minute. Don't count yourself out so quickly. Are you saying you would like to take Lisa on a date and give her what she wants, just like the other guys she dates?"
"This is crazy talk. I don't know what I was thinking. Paul, she is my daughter. What the fuck am I thinking?"
"We both know she is also an adult and a very beautiful and sexy adult female. Jason, she is no longer a child and hasn't been for several years. If you really were serious and really are interested..." I let my sentence trail off without finishing it.
I could tell he was rolling the thought around I his head when he asked, "What would Karen say, and even worse what would Lisa think or say?"
"From what I have seen, I think Karen would most likely encourage you and as far as Lisa goes, she and I have a rule she has to go out with whomever I select. Regardless of who it is, she can't back out. I have set her up with some guys I knew she would not care for, just to see if she would refuse to go. To her credit she went and later told me she actually had a good time, although afterward she told me she didn't want to go out with them again. If you are serious about this, maybe you could discuss it with Karen. She seems open minded enough to give you her honest opinion without being judgmental."
Again we rode in silence. I realized my cock was as hard as a steel pipe. Setting my wife's dates up always turned me on, but this time was very different. This would be the best yet if he actually went through with it. In almost a whisper I heard him talking to himself as he said, "Maybeeeee"
I waited a bit then asked, "What was that Jason."
He answered, "I was just thinking. Paul are you serious about this? You would really do this?"
"Dad I think you know how serious I am. Listen, why don't you go home and think about it. If you want, talk to Karen about it first. If she is supportive of the idea, that is great. If after you think about it and you decide you don't want to do it, that is cool. If on the other hand you decide you want to do this, just call me and let me know. If it is later this evening or five years from now, just let me know you want to do it and I will make it happen. If you don't call, Lisa will never know we had this conversation. If I never hear back from you on this topic it will be as if this conversation never happened. Is that okay with you?"
Lisa's father said, "Yes. I like that and I promise to think about it."
We drove the remainder of the distance to his home in silence. When I pulled up in their drive Jason said, "This evening was a lot of fun and you have given me a lot to think about. I really appreciate this Paul."
I wasn't sure if he was talking about the ride, the time at the gym, or the offer to set him up on a date with his daughter. If I was a betting man I would have bet on option number three. As I backed out of the drive I could think of little else other than the possibilities of sending my wife on a date with her father. It was going to be all I could do to keep the secret from her. Lisa and I have very few secrets, but I had given my word to her father and this would be one of those secrets I would keep; at least it would be if my father-in-law decided to never take me up on the offer.
The phone call from Jason was expected later that night or maybe the following night, but it didn't come until two weeks later. I saw the caller ID and knew it was my father-in-law. "Hello Dad, what''s up?"
"You know that thing we were talking about?"
In a lowered voice I said, "You mean the date with Lisa? Sure, I remember."
"Do you still think you could arrange that?"
"Absolutely. Have you decided you want to do it?"
"Yes. I talked with Karen and you were right, and she thinks I should do it."
"That is Fantastic! How does this coming Saturday work for you? I usually tell the guys to pick her up at 5:30 sharp. Most of her dates want to keep her the entire night. It is entirely up to you."
"Yea, Saturday and overnight sounds good."
"Jason, I know she is going to be very surprised."
"I hope surprised in a good way and not mad at me."
"You never know, but I think you are going to have a perfect date. Trust me on this."
"I hope so Paul. I better go, I want to tell Karen the plans."
"Okay Jason, see you Saturday."
The line went dead. I could hardly believe what had just happened. I had almost given up on him going through with it. I walked out back to the pool where Lisa was working on her all over tan. She was on a lounge chair laying on her back. Her body was covered with either perspiration or sun tan lotion. Her body was a golden brown with not one tan line. Her breasts were a golden brown as was her shaved mons.
I said, "Hey Baby your date for Saturday just called and confirmed. He wants to spend the night with you."
"Did he just call?"
"Yea, it is a guy I talked to a while back. He had a few things he had to adjust in his schedule and just now called to let me know he wants to take you out this weekend."
"Have I dated him before?"
"I will answer your question, but this is the only question I am answering about him. No, you have not dated this guy before."
"Just one more question, please."
"No. I know how you are and there is always one more question. You will meet him Saturday. Honey he is very special. This will be a very special date."
Chapter 9 - Special Date (Lisa)
Paul told me he has another date arranged for me. He also said it is a man I have never dated before and there is something special about either the date or the guy, maybe both. I take that to mean I need to make sure I look my sexiest for whomever it is. The strange part is he has never before told me anything like this.
I had been looking at a blouse I wanted, but I never had the nerve to buy and wear it. I thought this 'special date' was as good a reason as any to break down and finally buy the blouse. I first stopped by my favorite lingerie store and found a very pretty white satin quarter cup bra trimmed in lace. It was very sexy. The sales lady helping me asked if I had any bras like this already. I told her I had a black one and a red one, but I needed a white one.
She said, "I envy you girls with smaller boobs. Your look so damn cute in these things. My double D's would never work with one of these. With you girls these bras are sexy, but on me it would have everyone laughing."
These bras are also called shelf bras. They basically provide a cute little shelf below the breast for support. These bras are more for looks than actual support. Paul loves the two I already had. He likes the way they display the breast leaving most of the breast and the entire nipple fully displayed.
Almost as an afterthought I told the lady I needed a matching g-string. I told her, "The smaller the better."
She grinned and said, "Sounds like some lucky man is in for a good time."
Rather than say, 'Yes he will, but the thing is I don't know who he is,' I just smiled and paid for the two items. My next stop was the store where I had spotted the blouse I wanted. The blouse was white, but what made it special was the fabric was very thin and somewhere between transparent and translucent. It was also very expensive.
I was very well aware of the fact in the right light my nipples would be visible to anyone looking. My hope was my date would be the only one to realize they were visible. I will not deny I am somewhat of an exhibitionist, but even for me this was a little more bold than normal.
I tried the blouse on while wearing my new bra. The white bra didn't stand out as much under the thin white fabric like one of my other two of this style would have. My nipples are not dark like some women, but not a light pink like others. They were more of a dark pink and I could clearly see my nipples were indeed visible in the light of the store. Hopefully the light of a restaurant or club would not make them as visible as they were in the store.
I had planned on wearing my black mini-skirt then decided to wear a white one instead. I found a white form fitting mini-skirt that hugged my ass and legs perfectly. I have a small firm ass and these skirts look good on me. I almost always wear skirts or dresses. I prefer they be short to show off my legs. I often don't wear anything under my dress or skirt, but decided to wear a g-string for this date. My dates like it when I don't wear anything under my skirt, but they like when I do wear some sort of garment I almost always let them keep it as a souvenir of our date. If I plan on letting them keep it, I always want it to be ultra-sexy.
With the white blouse and white skirt I needed a pair of heels to match. I found a darling pair in the style they call strappy ankle strap stilettos. They had a four inch heel, which I am very accustom to walking in. I knew if my date wanted to dance I would easily be able to do so in the heels I selected.
Saturday morning I had an appointment at my favorite spa for a manicure and pedicure. Next my hair needed a little trim. My hair is short and easy to take care of. Paul loves the style I now wear my hair in. He calls it cute and sexy.
After I got back home I took a long soaking bubble bath. I ended my bath by using a new disposable razor to make sure there was no stubble below my waist or under my arms. I heard Paul come inside from the garage and knew he was waiting. He always likes seeing me just before my dates pick me up. I had already packed my overnight bag and had it ready to go. In it was my makeup, a change of clothes to come home in, toothbrush, hair brush, and a few other essentials.
I loved the way the bra made my breasts look. My breasts are not as firm and high riding as they were when I was 18, but what little sag there is, the bra's shelf cups were easily able to support and make look great. As I stood in front of the mirror admiring my new bra, I ran my palms over my nipples sending shock waves of pleasure directly to my clit. I pinched and pulled my nipples causing them to become hard little points. My nipples are very sensitive and I can give myself an orgasm just by playing with them.
Slipping on my new blouse felt great. The almost sheer material of the blouse against my exposed nipples did nothing to cause the little points to relax and fade. The blouse was an extravagance I probably should not have indulged in, primarily because of the expense, but I knew Paul would not mind and he told me my date was someone special. Besides that, the blouse felt exquisite against my skin. Looking into the mirror I could not help but wonder if I had made a mistake with my choice of blouses and bras. My nipples were not as concealed as I had expected them to be. I was fairly confident my date would have no problem seeing how exposed I was. I grinned as I looked at my image in the mirror and knew exactly where my date's eyes would be focused most of the evening.
I pointed my toes and slipped them into the g-sting. I carefully pulled it up my legs. The satin felt cool against my bare pussy. I pulled the waist up forcing the thin string between my cheeks and against my anus. It was so small and cute it made me feel sexy all by itself. It was nice for looks, but like the bra it was more for looks than functionality. Next I put my skirt on followed by my heels. I have some white acrylic bracelets I slipped on my wrist, a pair of pearl stud earrings. To finish my ensemble I fastened my pearl choker around my throat. Once again I looked in the mirror and even though my nipples were showing, I was sure my date would like what he saw and I knew my husband certainly would.
A glance at the clock let me know I had fifteen minutes before my date would be here. I was anxious to see why my husband had said this date was so special. I grabbed my overnight bag and headed out into the living room to let Paul get a good look at me before my date arrived.
When he heard me he stood up and turned toward me. The closer I got the bigger his smile became. When I got closer he said, "Honey you have outdone yourself this time. You are not only beautiful, you look absolutely fuckable. I would fuck you right here on the floor."
I smiled and gave him an air kiss so he would not mess up my makeup. He was looking into my eyes. I could clearly see the lust in his eyes as he began scanning my body. His eyes started at my eyes then slowly moved lower. I could tell when he reached my breasts. His smile got even bigger and he said, "Nice bra and those tits! Honey you look amazing! Fuck, your date is going to go wild!"
Hopefully he was correct and my date would agree. I heard the doorbell and waited for Paul to make his dash to his usual hiding spot, but rather than rushing off he just stood there and asked, "Are you going to let him in?" This change in his routine had me very curious with regard to what he had arranged.
This was the first time where he had chosen to remain out in the open when my date arrived. I was not sure what was going on, but walked over to the door and pulled it open. I saw a very handsome man standing there in a brand new suit. He looked very dapper and he was also my father! I was pretty sure I knew the answer, but had to ask, "Daddy what are you doing here?"
"I was told to be here at 5:30 to pick up my date. I was told she is very beautiful and sexy." He looked at his watch then at me and said, "It's 5:30, am I on time?"
Looking back at Paul I saw he was watching and smiling. He said, "Honey, don't keep your date waiting."
I looked back at Daddy and said, "Daddy, please just give me a minute."
"Sure Honey."
I saw a look of dread on his face. I hurried back to my husband and asked, "What..."
He stopped me by putting his index finger to my lips and saying, "Baby this is your date. He and I have talked and he knows he has to have you home tomorrow morning. His wife even encouraged him to take you out. This date is just like any other date I have set up for you. You can't refuse and I expect you to show him a good time just like you have all your other dates."
Without saying anything I just looked at Paul. He was nodding his head as he said, "Honey he really wants this and I believe you do to. I certainly know I want it. You are both adults and that is all there is to it. Think of it as nothing more than an older man wanting to experience the company and charms of a young very attractive adult female. Give him what you would give any of the dates I arrange for you. Now go before he thinks you don't want him."
I took a deep breath as a flood of emotions welled up inside me. I smiled and said, "Thank you so much Honey." I then turned and walked my sexiest walk back to the man standing at the door. I didn't stop until his arms were wrapped around me hugging me against his body. Our lips touched and he kissed me like no father should ever kiss his daughter. It was a kiss I will never forget for as long as I live. That kiss was the beginning of events that would forever change everything for me. My life would never again be the same.
Daddy picked up my bag and led me to a limo parked at the curb. He had actually hired a limo to come pick me up in! That was another first. None of my other dates had ever done that. The driver held the door open for me. Even though I knew in the bright sunlight the driver would be able to clearly see my tits, at that moment I didn't care. I wanted him to be envious of my Daddy and see that my Daddy had a sexy date for the evening. The driver didn't have to know I was the daughter of his employer for the evening. My mind was spinning with the possibilities of what was happening. My first statement, or maybe it was a question, after we got in the car and I had checked to make sure the privacy screen was closed was to say, "Paul said Mom knows. Is that correct?"
He had anticipated my query and had his phone out and ready. He handed it to me and I saw Mom's face frozen on the screen and a video play icon over her face. Daddy tapped the icon and the video began playing.
I watched the video as she said, "Honey your father and I talked about this and I know exactly what the plans are and what is expected of you. This was worked out between your husband and father. You are a beautiful adult woman and the man you are with right now loves you more than any other man on the planet. The rules of society have denied him the love he wants to share with you tonight. Please do not think too deeply about this, but instead make him happy as well as yourself. Honey I love both of you. Have fun and make sure you leave your Daddy drained, satisfied and exhausted."
The video ended with Mom blowing me a kiss. I looked at her image for a few moments then handed the phone back to my father. He was looking at me examining me from my toes to my eyes. "Honey you look absolutely incredible! I know the rules you and Paul have and that you are committed to doing certain things, but if you would rather we have a nice dinner and maybe go dancing before calling it a night, that is okay, I would understand."
I could see he really wanted this and and for what I wanted, since that night he had seen me at the club with my last date I had thought several times about just this scenario. I said, "Daddy, I am your date and would like to be treated as if I was one of the wives of your swinger friends you were going to spend time with. If I was the wife of one of your buddies, whose wife you have enjoyed over the years, what would you be doing right now?"
He grinned as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. We kissed for what seemed like forever. As he held me tight I took hold of his hand and placed it on my bare thigh at the hem of my very short skirt. I let go of his hand and it slowly crept higher and higher until I felt his fingers against the fabric of my g-string pressing directly against me.
I knew the driver was most likely watching, but he couldn't see that low and I didn't care even if he could. I was determined to be the best date my father had experienced in years.
I almost laughed when the limo pulled up in front of the same restaurant Carl had brought me to on my date with him. The diver opened the door and let us out. I heard Daddy tell him he would call when we were ready for him to take us to the next location. He then offered me his arm and I proudly put my hand in his elbow allowing him to escort me, his date, into the restaurant.
I was not certain of my memory but I thought maybe the waiter we had was the same one who had waited on Carl and me. I remembered how he had checked me out that evening and knew there was much more for him to see tonight than had been visible that first time. It didn't take him long to discover the assets on display for his viewing pleasure and I made no attempt to conceal them from his view.
Daddy hadn't said anything specifically about my tits, so I wasn't sure he had noticed, even though I saw no way he could have missed them. I soon learned he had in fact noticed when he said, "Honey you need to be sure to wear that blouse and bra anytime you want good service. I don't think our waiter has been to any table other than ours."
I laughed at his comment. I had noticed the same thing and we were getting service that bordered on being too much attention. I said, "Daddy I am sorry. I didn't realize it showed this much of me."
"Honey you don't need to apologize to me. I have been enjoying the view since I picked you up at the house. You have a beautiful body and as long as you don't mind others looking at you, there is no reason to deny them the opportunity to see what a beautiful woman my daughter is."
The next time the waiter stopped at our table Daddy said, "Have you ever seen a more beautiful woman than this? Isn't her blouse really pretty?" The poor guy almost choked as he attempted to answer. In a subtle way Daddy had made it clear he knew what had our waiter's attention. The young man took off and didn't return until it was time to take our dessert order.
As we were leaving I heard a woman's voice say, "She is young enough to be his daughter." I had to smile and I think Daddy heard her too, but he never let on that he had. When we were back in the limo Daddy put his hand on my bare thigh and I scooted over to sit with my leg pressed up against his.
Based on the fact Daddy had been at the club to meet a lady friend when he saw me with Carl, it did not surprise me when the limo pulled up in front of the same hotel where I had spent the night with Carl. We entered the hotel and Daddy checked us in. An attractive woman about my age checked us in. I could see she was checking out my blouse and the view. I expected her to make some rude comment, but instead when she handed Daddy the room keys she said, "I don't mean to be too personal, but do you mind if I ask where you got that bra and blouse? They look beautiful on you."
She was genuinely nice and sincere with her compliment. I told her the two stores where I had found the bra and the blouse. She wrote the information down and thanked me.
Our room was not the same as the one Carl and I had, but it was a nice suite. Daddy wanted me to sit beside him on the couch. He again complimented me on how pretty I looked. He said, "Honey I honestly want you to know we can go dancing and then we can come back here and I will sleep on the couch and you can sleep in the bed."
I thought for a few seconds then said, "Daddy answer me one question. Thinking back to when I was born, when was the first time you thought about what it would be like to take me to bed?"
He didn't even have to think about his answer. He said, "I am telling you the absolute truth when I say it was that night I saw you here and we were talking outside the club, there on the bench. Honey I have always accepted the fact you are a beautiful and very desirable woman, but I never thought of you in a sexual way when it came to the two of us. At least not until you told me about how Paul sets up dates for you with strangers. Something inside me clicked and I knew I wanted to be one of your dates. At the same time I also accepted the reality it would never happen. After all, you are my daughter."
"So you never thought of getting in my panties when I was younger, not even after I turned 18?"
"No Baby, never."
"If I wasn't your daughter would you have tried to make a move?"
"I really don't know for sure. Due to the age difference, most likely I would not have, but I can assure you I would have wanted to."
He sat there a moment then said, "Honey the truth is, at least once you were an adult, I have always known you were a hot little number, but you are my daughter. Had you not been my daughter... well, who knows what I might have done."
I looked at him a long time then said, "Daddy, for tonight I want you to pretend I am not your daughter. Pretend I am an escort you called to spend the night with you, or maybe one of the wives of your swinger buddies. Can you do that?"
"Sure Honey, I could do that, but I am not going to. If it is okay with you, I want to make love to my daughter. My sexy and very beautiful adult daughter. I want to spend the night with my daughter, not an escort or the swinger wife of one of my buddies."
"Daddy I love you so much." I kissed him and felt his arms hug me holding me tight against him. Our kiss was nice and very hot. When our lips parted he said, "Let's go. I want to dance with my girl."
When we were seated in the club memories of the last time I was here came racing back. I was lost in my own memories when my father took hold of my hand and pulled me to the dance floor. A question I had been thinking of all evening, one from that conversation with my mother, was answered when he pulled me against his body and I felt a long hard object pressing firmly into my stomach.
Mom had mentioned having to help men get hard with pills, injections or other methods. She had told me Daddy didn't have that problem. If what I was feeling pressed into my stomach was as real as it felt, she had been telling me the truth.
My father had surprised me when he cut in and danced with me the last time I was in this club. Before that, had been at my wedding. He was a good dancer, but this dance was unlike either of those. As we danced this time I was thinking about the hard man meat pressed against me and how it would be inside me later that night. I wondered what it would feel like to have my pussy stretched by my own father's cock. I desperately wanted to experience the sensation of it filling me, but it also made me nervous. I didn't want him to have regrets later.
A couple guys came up and tried to cut in, but Daddy politely refused, giving them some excuse I didn't hear. I didn't mind guys cutting in and wanting to dance with me, but the fact he was keeping me to himself gave me the feeling he was being possessive and also protective of what was his.
We had danced through several songs and the requests to dance with me seemed to be coming more frequently. Daddy said, "Honey let's get out of here. I am tired of telling these poor guys no."
When we arrived back at our room I asked him, "Would you like to take a shower with me?"
He smiled and said, "That sounds like a lot of fun."
My thoughts were that this would be the easiest way for us to get naked without a lot of strange awkwardness. We undressed in front of each other and when Daddy pulled his boxers down I could hardly believe what I was looking at.
My father was hung like a horse! His cock was huge! Knowing how Paul checks out the men he sets me up with, I could only assume he had seen my father's cock and balls. I was very impressed. The head of his cock was large and I wanted to drop to my knees and take it into my mouth. His glans was almost the same color as were my nipples.
My husband's cock is straight, but Daddy's had a very slight curve upwards. The shaft was heavily veined and quite thick. I knew it would feel really good as he penetrated me. Some cocks are thinner toward the glans and thicken as they get closer to the base. Daddy's looked like it was the same wonderful thickness from the base of the glans to the base against his body.
I even thought about that meat inside my mother pumping his seed into her pussy with the result being me. The sperm that had created me traveled through that long thick cock I was looking at and wanting to taste.
Once in the shower we didn't do a lot of washing each other. We started out holding each other as we kissed. I was fondling his cock and feeling it get even thicker and harder in my hand. When I thought he was ready I lowered myself to my knees. The warm water felt good raining down on me then running off my body. I lifted his cock to my mouth and pressed my face against his body. It took a few tries, but I eventually got his cock all the way down deep into my throat.
"Fuck that feels good!, Honey no woman has ever been able to do that. Your mother can't even do that." I kept him in my throat as long as I could then had to pull his cock out so I could get a breath of air. I did this over and over until he placed his hands on my head to stop me. "If you keep that up I will cum and it will be over for the night. You have to remember I am not as young as those young studs you normally date."
"Daddy I am sure you are still more of a man than any of those guys." He still had a hand on each side of my head holding me as I looked up at him. The smile on his face was one I had grown up with. That face had always been there for me through the good and bad. It had comforted me and kept me safe. Now was my opportunity to give him something nobody else could. Until this moment I had not realized how much I wanted this, how much I wanted to do this for him. I needed for him to take me and allow me to show him as an adult woman how deeply his daughter's love was for him.
"Honey, I can't wait any longer." He moved his hands from my head to my shoulders and lifted me to my feet. He turned off the water and stepped out grabbing a towel. He carefully dried me kissing my skin as he dried it. I was about to scream with excitement as my thoughts jumped ahead anticipating what I knew was about to occur.
Looking down I could see his cock was still very hard and ready. I have seen several cocks in my life, but never one I wanted more than the one pointing directly at me at that moment. When he finished drying me he started to dry himself, but I stopped him and said, "Daddy, can I do that? Please."
He smiled and handed me the towel saying, "Sure Honey. I would like that."
I began with his broad shoulders. From this vantage point they looked enormous. His chest was covered with a thin mat of dark hair. I kissed his nipples and sucked on each one. His moan let me know he had very sensitive nipples and was enjoying the touch of my tongue flicking across the hardened male nipples. I have found most men have nipples every bit as sensitive as a woman's. I have not found a man who doesn't like having his nipples sucked on and played with.
With the towel I moved lower across his stomach. Daddy keeps himself in shape and has very little excess body fat. His abs are what you think of when someone says 'six pack'. Before going any lower I dried his back. Moving to his ass I liked that it was muscular and very firm. My Daddy has a hot ass. I was on my knees drying his thighs. His ball sack was hanging there holding his two large testicles. As I continued to dry his thighs I was staring at his scrotum thinking about how those same balls had produced the sperm that had created me. I knew most women are never able to experience this moment, but I felt closer to him at that precise moment more than I ever had before or since.
Looking up I said, "Daddy turn around please." He turned to face me and looked down. Our eyes met, but neither of us said a word. I don't know what could have been said that would have added to the emotions of the moment. I believe anything we might have said would have spoiled the flow of emotions traveling between us.
Very gently I dried my father's cock. I marveled at the masculinity of this organ that while I had never seen it before today had been such an important part of my life. The heavily veined hard shaft tipped with the large mushroom shaped glans. The pink glans that was so soft to my touch. I extended my tongue and touched the tip, then ran my tongue all the way around it. His body quivered as my tongue traveled along the underside and most sensitive part of his glans. I then placed a kiss directly on the end of this magnificent organ through which the sperm that had made me had traveled so many years ago. I knew I had to be careful, he was very close and a little too much stimulation would send him over the edge and spoil what he and I wanted most on this special night.
I gently dried his ball sack and weighed his large balls in my hand. I quickly moved down his legs and feet as I finished drying him. I stood and saw him just staring at me as if he was in a trance.
After several moments I grinned, cocked my head to the side and asked, "What is it Daddy?"
"I have never seen you quite like this. I don't know how to put into words what I am even thinking. I love you so much it hurts."
"I love you just as much and I want this to be a very special moment for you. Daddy, please take me to bed and enjoy me. What I want most is for you to take your daughter to bed and use her for your pleasure."
He slowly began to move then picked me up off the floor cradling me in his arms. I put my arms around his neck feeling his strong arms effortless supporting me. He carried me toward the bed then placed me gently on it. I lay back and went limp as he took hold of my legs, spreading them and placing me in the position he wanted me. This was not going to be anything fancy. Daddy was going to fuck me missionary style. I knew it would not last long, I had caused him to be hyper-aroused.
Our eyes never broke contact as he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs. I put my arms around his neck pulling his face toward me. I opened my mouth as our lips touched. I pushed my tongue into his mouth tasting him. I could feel his hand move between us and then felt the head of his handsome cock touch me. I felt him work it between my bald lips. He was in place at the entrance to the cock tunnel leading to my womb.
Our lips parted, then as if almost out of breath he asked, "Honey are you absolutely sure about this?"
"Daddy I have never been more sure of anything or wanted anything more in my life. I am so happy right now I may start crying"
"Don't you dare. Even if they are happy tears, Baby your tears have always torn Daddy apart."
"Daddy, do it. Take me and make me yours in this way that you have never done before. I want to be yours in every way possible."
I felt his hips slowly begin to flex and felt his manhood entering and slowly filling me. I had been fucked by a wide variety of men and cocks, but none meant more to me, not even my husband's, than the one being pushed deep inside me at that moment. The feeling of my Daddy's cock filling me was exquisite. I knew as his hardness filled me this was likely to be the most wonderful moment of my life. It took all the effort I could summon up to keep the tears of happiness from spilling out onto my cheeks. The thought of this taboo act made it all that much more arousing.
The feeling of a man pounding his cock hard into me is what I enjoy the most, but Daddy was making love to me and even though we had not talked about it, this is how I was sure this first time would be and should be. The love between the two of us was overwhelming. I had always been Daddy's girl, but now Daddy was taking me not as a father, but as a man takes the woman he deeply loves. There was no doubt in my mind I would feel Daddy's cock inside me many more times, this was only the beginning. In the future I would make sure he knew I liked to be taken hard and fast, but for now this slow gentle love making was perfection.
As I felt him slowly push into me then pull out only to repeat the cycle over and over, I found myself thinking about my mother and envying her. The cock inside me belonged to her. She had only loaned it to me, and while I had it and her permission, I was going to enjoy it as much as she would allow.
I wanted this, our first time, to last all night, but Daddy could hold back only for so long. I felt his thrusting speed up and become a little more aggressive. I knew the end was near and said, "Daddy fuck your little girl's pussy. Daddy's cock feels so good. Fill me with your cum. OH FUCK, Daddy your cock feels so good. Fuck me and fill me. Daddy fuck your daughter's pussy hard."
As I felt him push himself hard against me, forcing his cock as deep inside me as possible, I felt his cock begin to pulse as his sperm rich semen was traveling through that big cock and for the first time ever, he was pumping it into me. At that moment I experienced my third and most delicious orgasm. My brain exploded as my orgasm totally consumed me. I could feel the muscles deep in my pussy contract milking my Daddy's cock of every last drop of semen.
Exhausted, he collapsed on top of me. We were both breathing hard. His cock was still hard as he held it in me. He eventually rolled off me and I moved down to take him into my mouth. I tasted my own pussy juice and my Daddy's semen as I cleaned his cock and balls. I felt his hand on my hair as he stroked it like you would stroke the fur of a beloved pet. His touch felt good and I knew what I was doing felt good to him.
When I finished I moved back up toward the head of the bed and kissed him. He put his arm around me pulling me over against his body. I laid my head on him with my cheek resting on his chest. He reached to the bedside table and switched off the light. I said,"Daddy that was really nice. I love you so much it hurts." I then closed my eyes listening to his heart beat and his breathing. I was emotionally drained from the events of the evening, and was sound asleep in no time at all.
Chapter 10 - What Now (Jason)
The sun was coming through the windows waking me. For a split second I wondered where I was then I felt my daughter's head on my chest and her naked body pressed tight against my own. Wonderful memories of the events of the night before came rushing back.
I remember being so unbelievably nervous as I picked her up for our date. The evening had been nothing short of perfection. When we arrived back in the room we started with a shower and things progressed quickly from there.
Fucking a woman is an absolutely awesome experience for any man to enjoy, but making love to a woman you love is so much better. Few men can say they have actually made love to their daughter and it is probably better that way, but enjoying that experience with my Lisa is something I will never forget. I have wanted her since that night I found her in the club with that man her husband had set her up on a date with. When my son-in-law offered me the opportunity I knew I wanted to accept more than I have ever wanted anything, but I had to consider what I was doing.
After talking to my wife and with her encouragement for me to do it, I let my son-in-law know. Since then I had been worried how it would go and if my daughter really would want me. Laying in bed with her against me puts to rest every concern I had, and more.
All men think their daughter is beautiful and all that, but in my case Lisa really is a beautiful woman both on the inside and physically. Last night she was amazing as we made love and my only fear is this could be a one time thing. I hope not, but if that is the case I will not be bitter and will treasure this experience to the day I die.
She feels so exceptionally good against me and I can feel my cock beginning to harden. I very slowly and gently move her arm from my chest placing her hand on my cock. Her warm soft hand on my cock feels incredibly good.
We lay there like that another 30 minutes. I closed my eyes reliving the events of the previous day. I then felt her hand twitch and knew she was waking up. A few moments later I felt her actively fondling my cock. She was awake and working on getting me hard.
She asked, "Daddy do you want my pussy again, my mouth or my ass for breakfast?"
"Oh fuck Baby. That pussy was so good, how about pussy, but a little differently?"
She said, "Okay, just tell me what you want."
I said, "Lay on your stomach with your legs together." She did as I said and was looking back over her shoulder at me. I was looking at her perfect ass and was beginning to wonder if I might want to change my selection from the breakfast menu she had provided. I grabbed a pillow and pushed it under her hips. My cock was ready to go. I pushed between her legs aiming for the hole just under her ass. That ass looked very tempting, but I would save that for another day.
Working my cock between her lips I began pushing into my daughter's pussy. I have always loved entering a woman in this position and feeling her firm ass cheeks pressing against my groin. Lisa's pussy felt fantastic. I made sweet tender love to her the night before. This was going to be more primal. I liked fucking hard and hoped she also liked hard aggressive sex.
Pressing my groin against her buttocks felt really good. My cock was in her as I lifted up off her. Looking down her firm little ass looked so tempting I gave if a firm swat with my open hand. I was rewarded with a cute little squeal from her. I lowered myself back onto her supporting my upper body with my arms. I was thrusting into her much harder than I had before. Her pussy felt very good and the feeling of her ass cheeks against me made it even better. Lisa reached back and pulled me down harder against her.
"Daddy fuck me, fuck me hard. I want to feel you take me and use me. Harder Daddy, fuck me harder."
I have always tried to never disappoint my baby girl and even though she is now very much a full grown woman she will always be my sweet little baby girl. I began putting more effort into the force behind my thrusting pushing my cock into her harder and as deep as I could. With each inward thrust my groin slammed into her firm buttocks. Her ass was so firm and tight it felt wonderful each time I rammed myself into her.
The only problem for me with fucking with such aggressiveness is it increases the stimulation both mentally and physically causing me to not be able to last near as long before emptying my balls into my partner. It was no different with my daughter. It might have been even worse as I found my orgasm flood over me as my prostate began to spasm and empty my man milk into my daughter's body.
I could feel the muscles deep inside her pussy contracting around the end of my cock as her own orgasm was causing her muscles to squeeze and milk my cock.
Collapsing on top of her I was kissing her back and the side of her face. After giving ourselves some time to recover we got up and headed toward the shower. We washed each other and my little girl tried her best to suck my cock and get me hard again. I told her I wanted nothing more than to have her again, but she had been too much for me and I needed some time to recover.
When we got out of the shower we dried each other off, but it had been a lot more fun and sensual the night before. We dressed then went to the restaurant in the hotel for breakfast. I called a Taxi to pick us up.
Lisa had called ahead to let Paul know we were on our way. She explained this was what she always did. She also told me with the dates Paul had set up in the past he would watch her being picked up from a hiding place, but would be there to greet the men when they brought her home. She said I was the first date where Paul had not been concealed when her date arrived. She laughed telling me how she didn't understand why he wasn't headed for cover when I rang the doorbell. She said it made sense when she learned I was her date.
We pulled up in front of their home and I paid the driver and thanked him for the ride. Seeing my wife's car in the driveway was a surprise. Little did I know Lisa had called her mother, my wife, and invited her over. I was soon to learn she called from the restaurant and told Karen we were headed home and she should come on over. She told her mother she wanted to talk to her and she could give me a ride home since I had picked her up in the limo.
Chapter 11 - Dad Drops Lisa Off (Paul)
My wife called to tell me she and her father were having breakfast and wold be home shortly. She also told me she had invited her mother over and that Karen would most likely arrive before she and her father.
I have the best in-laws a guy could ask for. They never meddle and are really cool people. They are more like close friends of ours rather than my wife's parents. Karen arrived at our house about 20 minutes before Lisa and her father.
Karen and I had been talking about almost everything except the friendly elephant in the room, which was her husband taking their daughter to bed. She and I were both in favor of their date the previous night, it was just that we didn't want to talk about it without them present. I was dying to hear the details and how it all went and I was sure Karen felt the same way.
When the cab pulled up and we saw Lisa and Jason get out and we actually hugged each other. I opened the door for them and they walked on in with me closing the door behind them. When I tuned Jason had his hand extended to me to shake my hand. I took it and he said, "Son, that was one of the best nights of my life, if not THE best. Our girl is really something."
"Yes Sir she sure is."
I saw Lisa and her mother hugging each other then as Lisa was headed toward me, I saw Karen was headed toward Jason. We hugged our spouses and I suggested we all sit down in the living room. I was not really expecting Jason and Lisa to sit on the love seat together and Karen to sit beside me. She saw Lisa was sitting beside her father, then looked at me and grinned before taking the open seat next to me.
With me at one end of the couch Karen took a seat between the middle and other end. I saw that Lisa was looking directly at her mother. With her hand my wife motioned for her mother to move closer to where I was seated. I saw that Karen did move closer but there was still almost a foot of space separating us.
It was clear, at least to me, that Lisa wanted her mother to move closer, but she didn't say anything. I did see my father-in-law had his hand on my wife's knee. It didn't bother me at all, in fact I liked the fact he felt comfortable touching his daughter like that in front of me and his wife.
Karen spoke up first saying, "Well, Paul and I are both dying to hear how your first date went." I was not sure if she had said that because it was the first time they had been on a date like this together or if she expected this to be the first of many more.
Lisa looked at her father and gave him a grin as she placed her hand on his and squeezed. He looked at her then at us and said, "It could not have been better. We had such a great time. Dinner was great and the band at the club was perfect." Looking at his wife he said, "Honey we will have to go back there, you would enjoy the music. It is our kind of music, nice and slow for some romantic close dancing."
I almost laughed as I heard the impatience in her voice when Karen said, "Baby, that is all well and good but Paul and I want to hear about later, after the dancing." She reached over and put her hand on my leg saying, "Isn't that right Paul."
Now I had to smile at her and said, "You know us perverts, we love hearing the juicy details."
Karen said, "That's right, now tell us the good parts."
Between Lisa and her father they began telling us about the shower and Lisa was telling us how she had never felt closer to her father and her overwhelming feelings when she felt him first penetrate her. I was actually surprised she was being as graphic as she was but her mother was wanting even more.
"Jason, was fucking our daughter as good as you expected?" she asked.
I saw Lisa's father look at her and I could see the love between them. I felt I saw a much different exchange between the two of them than I had ever seen before. I realized between when my wife had left the house yesterday and now a much different relationship had developed between the two of them.
After he and his daughter looked into each other's eyes for several moments he turned to his wife and said, "No, she wasn't what I expected. She was so far beyond my wildest dreams. Baby, don't take this the wrong way, but I have never felt closer to anyone than I did last night."
"Honey, I am not upset at all. Quite the contrary, I am very happy the two of you hit it off so well. I thought it might turn out like that, but I couldn't be sure. Now tell us about this morning."
Jason laughed the looked at Lisa and said, "Honey maybe the next time we should set up a video camera so your mother can watch everything afterward. You have to admit it would be easier than this."
Lisa laughed then said, "Maybe so Daddy, but she is excited for us and knows what a stud you are." She turned toward her mother and said, "Mom, Daddy was fabulous. I slept on his chest and when I woke up this morning my hand was on his, well you know. I must have put it there during the night or something."
I heard her mother say in a low voice, "Yea, or something. The same thing has happened to me too many times to count."
"Mom, Daddy enjoyed me once again before we got out of bed. After that we took a shower and ate breakfast. That is when I called you and Paul while Daddy called a cab, and here we are."
Karen said, "That is so hot. Hearing all that has made me wet. Baby you need to take me home and give me some of what you gave our daughter."
Jason shocked me when he said, "Honey, our baby girl drained me, I am all fucked out. Maybe you can talk your daughter into loaning you Paul for a couple hours. Lisa and I will just sit here and relax."
Talk about an awkward moment, it was not that I didn't want to. Hell my mother-in-law is one hot woman and I had thought many times about fucking her, but Lisa and I had never done anything where I was with another woman, it had always been her with other men. I was trying to think of a way to gracefully get out of this without screwing things up or offending anyone. I didn't have the nerve to make eye contact with Lisa's mother, but I heard Karen say, "How about it Honey. Do you mind if I borrow your hubby?"
I think Lisa was as taken aback as me, but she didn't answer her mother's question and instead looked at me and said, "Honey it is mom and if you want to, I am sure the two of you would have fun. I certainly don't care. You have always told me how hot you think Mom is. I have a feeling she would be a lot of fun and I know you have to be just as horny as she is."
Under other circumstances I would have been pissed off she had not helped bail me out, but under these circumstances I really did want to see what my mother-in-law would be like in bed. I was anxious to see if she was as wild as I suspected.
Before I could say anything Karen moved closer to me on the couch and put her hand on the front of my pants and said, "Ooooooh, feels to me like my son-in-law wants a piece of cougar ass. I warn you honey, this cougar has claws and enjoys using them."
The fact was I wanted to feel those 'claws' and having my wife's permission, there was no reason for me to not follow through. I didn't say anything, but instead turned and kissed my wife's mother. She was quite the kisser. I could feel the fire burning in her and knew this was going to be fun. When our lips parted I saw Lisa and her father were watching and Lisa said, "Honey, take mom to our bedroom and put out that fire between her legs."
We stood up and she took my hand and began pulling me toward the master bedroom. Just before I closed the door behind us I clearly heard Lisa yell, "Mom be gentle with him. Don't draw too much blood."
Karen yelled, "I will try honey, but he is mine now."
With the door closed we began undressing each other as quickly as possible. Karen gave birth to Lisa when she was 20 years old. As I looked at her naked body I was thinking to myself I hoped Lisa looked as good as her mother in 20 years when she is her mother.
Chapter 12 - Young Stud (Karen)
I love cock and I have always had a secret desire to find out what my son-in-law had hanging between his legs. I had seen the size of the bulge in his pants enough times to know he should have no trouble making a woman happy, but I had never seen it exposed. I am not sure what came over me, but with my daughter and husband talking about their night I felt my pussy getting wet. I knew I had three options. I could either get my husband to take me home and fuck me, I could go into my daughter's bathroom and rub one out, or there was the third possibility. Maybe I could finally get that chance with my son-in-law I had always wanted. With all the talk about sex I thought maybe this was my best chance.
I know it is not uncommon at all for parents to look at the spouse of their child in a sexual way, especially when their spouse is sexy as well as good looking. Since my husband had just fucked our daughter I thought this was the perfect opportunity to see if I could have a little taste of what my daughter sleeps with every night. As it turned out pulling it off was much easier than I had anticipated.
When I got my first look at my son-in-law's package I knew I was going to have a good time. He is not as large as my husband, but he had more than enough for me to work with. I had a man tell me one time 'It is not the size of the wand, but the magic in it.' I do like a nice big wand, but I have to admit I have been fucked by men with smaller cocks who were magicians using what they had. Each of those times we both had a very enjoyable experience.
I liked that Paul was already hard. It made me feel good my body was arousing him. I wanted that hard cock inside me in the worst way, but I also love sucking on a cock. I knew I simply had to taste it before he put it in me. I knelt on the carpet in the bedroom and put my hands on Paul's ass cheeks. Pre-cum was dripping from the end of his cock. I love seeing a man want me so much he is already dripping even before I touch him. Evidently I had not been alone in my fantasies to be with Paul.
Opening my mouth I took him into my mouth. Like my daughter I have learned to suppress my gag reflex and can take a cock all the way no matter how long it is. The only time I have had problems is when they are very thick, but I don't do too bad with some of the thicker pieces of meat I have tasted.
I dug my fingers into his ass and pulled him tight against me. I held him there squeezing his shaft with my throat muscles until I was forced to take a breath. I did this several times then Paul said, "Please Karen, you are going to make me cum. I have got to fuck your pussy."
Laying back on the bed I lifted my legs and pulled them back touching them to my tits. I watched between my legs as Paul moved into position and lined his cock up with my pussy. He looked at me with the cutest grin on his face. I smiled and nodded then closed my eyes as I felt him begin to fill me.
I let the back of my legs rest against his chest while he remained on his knees wrapping his arms around my thighs holding them to his chest as he fucked me. In this position it felt like he was even deeper than he actually was. It felt like the end of his cock was about to come out my mouth.
Paul kept his arms wrapped around my legs thrusting his hips driving his shaft in then pulling it out of me. I could tell my son-in-law knew how to fuck a woman and was happy for my daughter. After a few minutes he let my legs fall to the sides and lay directly on my breasts as he continued to drive his cock into me very aggressively.
Each time he would start to get close to cumming he would slow down or even stop his thrusting and we would kiss allowing him to calm down and get himself back under control. He was making this last and that was exactly the sort of aggressive and primitive fucking I needed. I feel sorry for all those women who are too hung up on preconceived notions that prevent them from allowing themselves the enjoyment of their own bodies and share their bodies with those closest to them which includes their sons, brothers, son-in-laws and other men to whom they feel they can't experience intimacy with.
After the initial shock of discovering my daughter's marriage was very open and she was open to sexual experimentation, I was thrilled my husband had run into her that night at the club. I was sure our active sex lives were going to become even better now that we had learned this new information regarding our daughter and her husband.
Eventually all good things, including hard cocks, must come to an end, or at least be given time to rest. Paul filled me with a nice load of semen and we laid in bed together afterward satisfied both mentally and physically.
I lay there fondling his softening cock while he was rolling my hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Paul said, "I have thought about something like this many times and could not believe you actually brought it up today. I have to admit you really surprised me with your suggestion. I didn't know what to think or even if Lisa would go along with it. I am very happy she did." He laughed then said, "I have never been clawed by a cougar before today and cougar ass is very nice."
"I do hope you enjoyed it."
"Oh yea, trust me I enjoyed ever bit of it, but my ass does smart a little."
"Seriously?"
"Yea, when you were pulling my cock into your throat. I think you were a little worked up."
I moved down the bed and said, "Turn over and let me take a look at that gorgeous ass." He turned onto his stomach and I could clearly see where my finger nails had dug into his ass. There were two or three places where I had actually broken skin with my nails. I said, "Oh Honey I am so sorry. I was just kidding about the cougar claws. I didn't really mean to do that."
"You have to be kidding. I loved it! You can claw my ass anytime you want. I am like my wife, I like rough primitive sex. What we just shared was fantastic! You can use my cock anytime you want, as long as your daughter doesn't mind."
I slapped his ass with my open hand, leaving a hand print on his cute firm ass. He yelled and then said, "OH FUCK! Do it again."
I learned my son-in-law likes having his ass spanked. I also leaned it is a good way to get that cock of his hard again and a great way to get a second load of cum out of him.
Glancing at the clock I saw we had been in the bedroom just over two hours. We got up and dressed and when we opened the door my daughter and my husband began applauding. I thought to myself wondering where this new found knowledge of my daughter and son-in-law's sexual adventures might lead us. One thing I was sure of was this would not be the end, it was only the beginning.
I knew, as her mother, there was still a lot I could teach our daughter and she could more likely than not teach me a few tricks. As I pondered all the possibilities I wondered if our daughter had ever tasted a pussy other than her own.
Chapter 5 - Always Something New (Lisa)
Surprised is one word to describe it and 'concerned' would be another equally descriptive. After Carl, my date for the evening, had left I told my husband he and I needed to talk about my father. Imagine my surprise when he said 'I know' as if he could read my mind and knew what was bothering me.
"What do you mean, you know?" I asked.
"Your Dad stopped by here late last night and had some questions for me. Evidently the three of you ran into each other last night at the hotel? What happened?"
I proceeded to tell him about Daddy cutting in and dancing with me. I told him how he and I went out of the club and talked. I told him what I had learned and how Daddy appeared to understand and accept what I was doing.
"Yea, that is almost exactly what he told me. He said he wanted to make sure I knew and was only concerned for your safety and the stability of our marriage."
"Did you reassure him, as far as we are concerned, nothing could be better between us than what it is now?"
"Absolutely. He did say something as he was leaving I have not been able to get out of my head. It was probably nothing."
"What was that?"
"It was very important to him, evidently given the sexually liberated life your mother and he have lived, for me to know he has never touched you in a sexual way."
"Well, he hasn't and that is the absolute truth."
"Honey, I don't doubt that one bit, but that was not what I have been thinking about. Maybe I am just reading more into it than I should, but after he assured me he hadn't touched you, he said he thinks you are, as he put it 'a sexy little thing.' If I remember correctly those were his exact words. I thought that was a strange way for a father to refer to his daughter. He seemed to be very sincere when he went on to say he would never touch a child. He was very clear on that point, but he then said his only interest is in adults. I don't know why, but I got the feeling, just by the way he said it and the whole vibe, that he may be looking at you or thinking differently about you now that you are an adult. Now that he knows what we are into, it just makes me wonder."
Paul paused a moment and I could see this was bothering him. He then said, "No, forget it, after thinking about it, I am sure it was just me and my imagination that seems to always be focused on sex."
Paul's comments made me think back to the conversation Daddy and I had. I was thinking specifically about when I was saying good-bye and starting to go back into the club where Carl was waiting. I remember what I had said and wondered if that might have given him ideas. He had told me to hurry back into the club before my date thought I had found a replacement for him. I remember telling him he would not be such a bad replacement.
After thinking about this, I told Paul about the verbal exchange. He said, "Maybe you are right. Maybe that did get him started thinking about you sexually."
I could see Paul thinking about what we had discussed and wanted to lighten the mood. I knew hearing all the details regarding my dates always excited him. I said, "Honey I have to tell you about my date. He was the nicest guy. He was such a gentleman and we had an absolutely wonderful dinner." I had already told Paul about the end of our time at the club, and I told him about Carl being a great dancer.
Paul and I were cuddling and kissing on the couch. I had unzipped his pants and taken his hard cock out. I was slowly and gently teasing and stroking it. I have always found cocks fascinating. Some have a curve to them. Paul's is as straight as a pipe. The glans has always been soft to the touch and I love the way the glans is shaped. The texture of the glans is also very unique. Nowhere else on a man's body is there flesh the same texture as that of the glans. The glans and skin covering the shaft are soft to the touch, but when aroused it is so hard under the skin. Sitting there stroking my husband's cock I thought of all the cocks that had penetrated me. Some were larger and some smaller. Some were absolutely wonderful, but as good as they all were none felt better inside me than my husband's. While stroking it I asked, "Honey, how many times did you cum while I was gone?"
He grinned then answered, "Baby, you know me."
"Indeed I do, that is why I asked. He looks a little red like you might have abused him a little more than normal."
"Okay if you really want to know, four."
"Four times? Wow you must have been thinking about me a lot. Did you watch your favorite DVD?"
"Yea. I wish I had some of you and your dates."
"That would be fun. Maybe one of these days we can make one."
Paul said, "Tell me what happened after you left the club."
As I continued stroking his cock I grinned and teased him saying, "Oh Honey that is the boring part. We just went back to the room and Carl had brought along a deck of cards, so we played cards most of the night."
"Damn you Lisa. You tease me like this every single time." He mashed his lips against mine so hard I thought he might even bruise them. When he pulled back he said, "Dammit tell me what happened or I am going to throw you over my shoulder and carry you into the bedroom where I will fuck your brains out."
"Oooooh Baby, that sounds like fun. Promise?" I gave his hard cock a squeeze then used my thumb to smear the pre-cum, covering his entire glans. "If you must know. He really does have a great cock, but you have already seen that for yourself in the shower at the gym. You did a really nice job picking him for me. I sucked his cock and he shot his cum directly down my throat and into my stomach. He then fucked my pussy then we went to sleep. This morning he fucked my ass really hard and I gave him another blow job in the shower. He does know how to make a girl happy with that cock. Honey he was almost as good as you, but not quite."
Having not worn anything under my skirt paid off on the ride home and now that I had my husband so aroused it was going to pay off once more. He pushed me back onto the couch and got between my spread legs as he pushed my skirt on up to my waist. I laid there on the couch watching him while he stood and dropped his pants. He seldom wears underwear, preferring to go commando, and wasn't wearing any now. He laid on top of me as I wrapped my legs around him and felt his hard manhood penetrate me. I always enjoyed the feeling of having my husband's familiar cock filling me.
My detailed account of the date had him filled with lust. He was pounding my pussy nice and hard. I was almost delirious with passion and his lust was consuming him to such a high level neither of us heard the knock on the door or the front door of our house being opened.
Our couch is maybe 20 feet from the front door. I was the first to look up and see my mother's face smiling with Daddy standing directly behind her. Paul was oblivious to what was happening, unaware of the audience we had, as he continued to hammer his cock into me.
Frantically I said, "Honey, Honey stop."
"I can't Baby, I am almost there."
"Honey please."
"Oh fuck I'm cumming!"
He pushed himself as deep into my pussy as possible just before his cum began filling me. I was so embarrassed my husband was filling my pussy with cum as my parents watched. Mom was grinning and put her finger to her lips silently indicating for me to not say anything. I was pretty sure it couldn't get any worse so trying to ignore my parents I focused on my husband; however, ignoring them was not an easy task.
Paul said, "Fuck Baby your pussy felt so damn good. This beats the hell out of jerking off."
That is when Mom spoke up saying, "That is what her father always tells me."
Paul's head jerked up to look over the back of the couch trying to see where the voice had come from. When he saw my parents standing there watching he looked back at me as if to ask why I hadn't told him. I said, "I tried to tell you to stop."
He jumped up from the couch and placed his hands in front of him in a feeble attempt to hide his swollen cock an balls. His cock was still hard cock as he hurried off to the bedroom. Mom yelled after him saying, "What a cute ass. You don't have to stop just because of us."
Paul didn't say a word as we watched his naked ass cheeks retreat down the hall. Moving as quickly as I could I sat up pulling my skirt back down. I realized it was a vain attempt at modesty, knowing both of my parents had very likely gotten a good look at my bald and now cum filled pussy.
Mom said, "Jason have a seat and wait for our poor embarrassed son-in-law to compose himself while Lisa and I have a girl chat." Looking at me she held out her hand and said, "Come with me Honey. I heard about last night and believe the time has come for us to have a talk."
Chapter 6 - Talk with Mom (Lisa)
As I looked at Daddy then at Mom with her hand out wanting me to go with her I was fairly certain my level of embarrassment had never come close to matching what I was feeling at that moment. I stood and took her hand like a little girl about to be scolded by her mother. Mom said nothing as she led me out the back door to the umbrella table we had set up next to the pool. We both took a chair still in silence. My heart was in my throat and I had no idea what to say or where to begin.
Thankfully Mom broke the silence saying, "That was not exactly what I was expecting to see today, but I must say that son-in-law of ours does have a very cute ass."
"Mom, I am so sorry."
"Sorry for what? Being a good wife and making your husband happy? Enjoying a nice big cock in your pussy? Honey, you have nothing to be sorry for."
"Mom, you know what I mean."
"You mean for doing something every man and woman enjoy in the privacy of their own home, or do you mean for not being able to see into the future and know your parents could come barging into your house uninvited? Honey you have nothing to be sorry for. If you want to know the truth, seeing the two of you like that makes me feel a lot better about the reason for our visit today."
"What do you mean?"
"Your father and I were worried there might be trouble between you and Paul. It was refreshing to see everything is apparently just as you and Paul assured your father last night. Honey relax, I am happy to see you are embracing your sexuality and the two of you have found a way to add some spice to your lives. Society has entirely too many hangups with regards to sex. It is the most fabulous gift we have to share with each other. Never be ashamed of making yourself and someone else happy with your body."
"Thanks Mom. Thanks for not being upset or judgmental."
"Honey your father told me what he saw last night and what you and Paul both told him. I guess if your mother was some tight ass bitch who stuck her nose where it didn't belong, then maybe this would be different, but like your father told you, he and I have been very open minded to sexual pleasure, regardless of where or when we have found it. We have been enjoying sex to the fullest, and have invited others into our lives since a few years before you were born. We never discussed it with you partially because we didn't know how you would respond or how open Paul would be to the news his in-laws were swingers. I don't know about you, but I feel much better now that it is all out in the open."
I moved over to my mother and put my arms around her and gave her a big hug. Tears of joy were running down my cheeks as I said, "Mom you are absolutely the best."
She hugged me then laughed and said, "I don't know that I am the best, but most men tell me I am pretty damn good."
With tears still on my face I broke out in laughter. My mother always knew just the right thing to say to change the mood. "Mom I have several questions."
"Sure Honey, fire away."
"The first is why was Daddy at the club last night alone? I forgot to ask him."
"I guess I do have a lot to explain. I am happy we can be open about all that now. Last night your father and I were both supposed to meet and spend the night with someone. My date for the evening came over to the house and picked me up. He brought me back a couple of hours ago. Your father was supposed to meet his date at that club where he saw you. He was waiting for her when he saw you dancing with that guy Paul evidently set you up with. That is why he was at that club alone."
"Wow! Why didn't he tell me?"
"I'm not sure. I think maybe because he was surprised to see you there with another man and also because he was very concerned about you and Paul. Maybe he didn't think it was that important."
"Did the woman ever show up?"
"No she was a no show. Even at our age, people are not always dependable. He waited around for her a while then when he was sure she wasn't going to show up he decided to drop by and visit Paul. I take it Paul told you all about that?"
"Yea, Paul told me this morning right after Carl left."
Mom had an excited smile on her face and said, "So his name was Carl. Honey was he good? Did he have a nice cock?"
"Mom! Seriously?"
"Just because I am your mother does not mean the two of us have to avoid the subject of cocks. After all wasn't it me who told you all about the birds and the bees?"
"No Mom it wasn't. If you remember correctly it was the girls on my cheerleading squad."
She grinned and said, "Well I would have told you if they hadn't already done so."
"Yea right. I am sure you would have. So from what I am learning you and Daddy still... well you know?"
"Still fuck? Damn right! I hope my last act on this earth is to have an orgasm induced heart attack and die as some huge cock is filling my pussy with a huge load of cum."
Laughing I said, "Mother you are something else."
"Honey it is not like the old days when you could get two or three loads of cum from one man in a few hours. You need to enjoy and appreciate cocks that can do that while you still can. At my age now, the guys are lucky to give me one load. Honey your father and I still have fun and enjoy our sexuality. We are not ashamed of our love of sex. Maybe I should be a little more reserved. I think I might have really scared Paul, earlier."
"He will survive. We obviously were not expecting company."
Mom said, "I know and I will apologize to Paul. Back to the subject of men. I have learned a lot about older men and how they often need a little extra help. Most use those little pills, but some prefer injections or pumps. Some even have implants." She winked and said, "Honey implants are the most fun. You just pump them up to how hard you want them and they never go soft. The guys have a little rubber squeeze bulb in their ball sack you squeeze to pump their cock up like you would air up a bicycle tire." She laughed then said, "You have to be careful you don't squeeze one of their balls instead of the rubber bulb. Doing that sort of kills the mood."
"Pills, pumps, injections, implants, Mom you are too much."
We laughed and she promised to tell me all about what I had to look forward to when a sexy wink or bare leg were no longer enough to get a man hard. She said, "Just in case you were curious your father doesn't need any of that shit, at least not yet. When he sees a bare tit or feels a leg he is ready to go, but his day will come like it does for all men lucky enough to live that long. When it does happen modern medicine will make sure we continue to have our fun. Honey we better get back inside and see how Paul and your father are doing."
"Mom before we go back inside can I ask you something? It needs to be just between the two of us."
"Sure Honey. I can keep a secret."
Rolling my eyes I said, "Yea, obviously! I have just learned just how well you can keep a secret."
"Okay, but at least now you know. What did you want to ask?"
"Daddy said something that got me thinking."
"Okay, what did he say?"
"Mom, don't misunderstand. He didn't really say anything directly, it was just a couple comments he made. Paul picked up on it too and maybe it was just the shock of learning what he told us. Paul said it was important to Daddy that Paul knew he never touched me in a sexual way when I was growing up." Mom was nodding her head as if in agreement, but was not saying anything as I continued, "But he made a very slight mention of me now as an adult."
"Are you trying to ask me if your father wants to fuck you now that you are grown?"
"Well, sort of, but I don't really know."
"Honey you know you are a beautiful and very sexy woman. You have seen the photos and know you look just like me when I was your age. We could have been twins. Maybe he sees you as me when we were a lot younger. Your father loves you and you have nothing to worry about. He would never do anything to hurt you."
"No, no Mom, I know Daddy would never hurt me or rape me, that is not what I meant. I am not worried at all. I am just curious as to how he sees me now. Does he still see me as his little girl, or does he look at me and silently wonder as an adult woman... well you know?"
"Yes I think I know what you are asking, but that is something I really can't answer. I can talk to him, if you want me to, but I think maybe it would be better if you talked to him. I promise you he will tell you what is on his mind, if you ask. You don't need to be embarrassed talking to him about this."
"Okay, you are probably right. Please don't say anything to him about what I just said. Let me think about it and if I want to know I will ask him just like you suggested."
Mom was looking at me as if she wanted to ask a question. She started to ask a couple times then I asked, "Mom, what is is?"
"I am not sure how to say this, but I will try. As you know sex and love are different. The way I see it, sex is wonderful, but not something to get up tight about. It can be a lot of fun, and I should know. Love between two people can be enhanced with sex, if you understand what I mean."
I was pretty sure I did. Sex with the guys Paul set me up with was great. The guys fucking me was fun, but while some of the time it was tender and sweet, it was still fucking. What I considered 'making love' was something one could only experience with someone they loved. I only made love when with Paul. Fucking was great, but nothing like when Paul and I were in bed together.
Mom shocked me when she asked, "If you don't want to answer I understand, but just between you and me, what would you say or do if your father was interested?"
At first she really caught me off guard with the question, but I think deep down I knew if it did happen he was the only other man in my life I would make love with. I wanted to make sure I did understand what she had said and asked, "You mean if he wanted to fuck me?"
Mom nodded her head then said, "I know this is something you have probably never considered, but think about it. After you have thought about it and if you want, we can talk again. You father and I have talked and he would never touch a child, whether she was his daughter or not, but an attractive adult is different, as long as it is consensual. I can tell you he has talked about you. He has never come right out and said he wanted to do anything, but I am pretty sure the thought has crossed his mind more than once."
"Daddy is very handsome, but I have never thought about him like that. At least not until last night and this morning when I was talking to Paul."
"Okay, like I said, you can think about it. Let's get back inside before they come out here looking for us."
Chapter 7 - All is Well (Paul)
I have never been as embarrassed as I was being caught by my wife's parents with my cock in their daughter. When I finally worked up the nerve to come back out I found my father-in-law sitting in the living room alone reading a magazine. He told me my mother-in-law and wife had gone into our back yard to sit by the pool and talk.
As I sat down in a chair across from him he said, "Paul I am really sorry we just came on in, but we thought maybe you two were out back and didn't hear us knock. I know we embarrassed you, but I have to admit I liked seeing that everything is good between the two of you, just like you said."
"It was embarrassing, but I guess I overreacted a little. Sorry about running out of the room like that."
"Think nothing of it son. If you don't mind talking about it, can you tell me how Lisa's date went last night?"
"She said he was a perfect gentleman and dinner was delicious."
"And after I saw them..."
I grinned and said, "She said that worked out very well. She said he knows how to use the equipment he carries around in his pants."
"I'll just bet he does. I have to admit he was a very handsome guy. If you don't want to that is fine, but if you don't mind can you tell me how this all works with you, Lisa and these guys?"
I explained how I select a guy and how sometimes I use Lisa as bait at the gym to draw the men out. I told him how so many guys try to come on to her that she never knows which one I have selected for her. At least not before the guy shows up to pick her up. He liked what I had told him and said he thought the idea of her not knowing was very hot. I told him it was and that is the reason I do it that way.
"She always tries to get me to tell her, but I never do. Sometimes the guys are men she has already dated and told me she would like to go out with again. With those she obviously knows them when they show up to pick her up, but like with Carl last night, she had seen him once, but didn't remember him."
I sat there thinking for a moment then had an idea. I told my father-in-law, "If you want, you are welcome to come with me as my guest to the gym and see how I select the guys. I think you might have fun watching. I will warn you ahead of time, part of the selection process is to see if they have what it takes to make Lisa happy. It is not a gay thing, but I do check each of the guys out in the showers to make sure their package is large enough to make her evening enjoyable."
Jason was grinning as I told him all this. When I finished he said, "I understand and it all sounds like fun. If you don't mind I would love to watch how you do it sometime."
Just as I was promising to let him know the next time we heard the back door open and I heard Lisa talking to her mother.
Her parents stayed a while longer. We both asked them to stay for supper, but they said they had some things planned for the evening. My mother-in-law gave me a wink and I knew better than to try and convince them to stay, or ask what their plans were. I was pretty sure they were both planning some intimate time in bed either with each other or some of their friends. I would have loved to known, but felt if they wanted us to know they would have volunteered the information.
I don't know if it was my imagination or wishful thinking, but it seemed when my mother-in-law looked at me she had a different look in her eyes. I figured given what she had seen earlier it was only natural for either her to look at me differently or me to imagine she was looking at me in a new light. Just thinking of my In-Laws seeing me fucking their daughter was causing my cock to begin to harden. She is a very attractive woman and there was no doubt in my mind she was most likely quite a wild woman in bed.
Chapter 8 - Finding Lisa's Next Date (Paul)
I told Lisa about my talk with her father. She liked that he wanted to come with me and watch how I picked out the guys for her. We belong to a gym that has facilities all over the city. We move from one to another to lessen the chances of running into guys I have set Lisa up with on dates in the past. It does still happen that we will run into one of her former dates, but not very often.
A couple weeks after her parents dropped in and found me with my cock buried in their daughter I called her father and told him we were going to the gym the following evening. I explained how we arrive separately so people at the gym don't see that we know each other. I could hear the excitement in his voice as I told him when I would swing by to pick him up.
I could see as he came out to the car, the obvious anxious anticipation on his face. He even told me Karen, Lisa's mother, knew what we were doing and was excited for him to tell her about it when he got back home. All the way to the gym he was like a small child full of questions. Most I had already answered, but didn't mind answering again. We dressed in the locker room then headed to the main part of the facility. We both spotted Lisa on the other side of the large open area on a piece of stamina building equipment. I told Jason to not say anything to her or act like he even knew her. I said, "Just watch the men around her. Take note of any of them who are looking at her more than the others."
"But Paul she is beautiful, everyone surely looks at her."
"Yes Dad they all do, but some look at her more than others or in a different way. Some are creeps and a small number of the others are potential dates. She likes her dates to be attractive, older than her and have large breeding tools. She likes large thick cocks, but also likes when they have big balls. We can determine the first two qualifiers out here, but like I told you earlier, we have to check them out in the shower for the third."
We saw one who looked like a potential date. He was handsome and was talking to her. She was laughing and flirting with him. I think it was when he saw her wedding rings that he backed off. Normally she leaves her rings at home when we go to the gym. She always wears her wedding rings on her dates. She says the guys like the fact she is married. With this guy even though he backed off we could see he was interested. I saw how she had been flirting with him and knew she was interested.
Jason and I killed time on the free weights all the while keeping an eye on the guy watching for him to head into the locker room.
Jason impressed me with the amount of weight he could bench. When the guy started toward the locker room I told Jason and we followed. After shedding our clothes we each grabbed a towel. We beat the other guy into the shower. I couldn't help but notice my father-in-law's cock and balls. I tried to not make it obvious, but this was the first time I had ever seen him naked and I had to admit he was equipped much better than I had ever imagined. Even flaccid I could easily see he was quite a bit larger than me.
I was trying to not stare at him and saw the guy we were interested in enter with a towel around his waist. With his back to us, he let it fall and hung it with the others where it would remain dry. The moment he turned to face us, both Jason and I looked at each other and shook our heads. We knew he would not be a potential candidate to date Lisa.
Later as I was driving him home I was laughing and told Jason, "If it is true steroids shrink your cock that guy must be taking bucket loads of steroids. Someone should warn him what they are doing to him."
Jason laughed and agreed. He said, "How can a guy so big and muscular be so small?"
I told him this was not the first time this had happened. I said, "I was expecting him to have something like yours. I never saw that one coming." My mind was racing and I thought I would test the water in a joking way to see if there was even any interest on his part. I said, "With a cock and balls like yours I should just set Lisa up with you as her date."
The silence I got in return was sort of expected. I didn't say anything as I continued to drive. It was maybe five very long minutes before Jason said, "Do you think that is even possible, I mean Lisa and me? You can't be serious."
I said, "Okay I understand we are talking about your daughter. I do understand your reluctance, but if she wasn't your daughter, would you do it?"
He said nothing either for or against the idea. I continued saying, "It's not like she is a little girl. She is a full grown adult woman who loves sex. Does it really matter whether it is her father or some stranger?"
Again there was silence. I waited a couple minutes and could tell he was thinking. He looked at me then asked, "What if I agreed?"
I was pretty sure he wanted to say yes. I said, "Anything is possible. The question is whether you want to cross that line."
"I am embarrassed to admit this, but I confess I have thought about that a lot since the night I saw her at that club. I just don't know."
"Just so I understand, you have thought about maybe taking Lisa on one of her dates?"
"Yea, I never thought I would, but I have to admit I can't get the idea out of my mind."
"Dad remember Lisa isn't doing it for a nice meal and dancing. She is interested in..."
Interrupting my comment he said, "Yes Paul, I understand all that. Oh fuck, forget I ever mentioned it. I don't know what I was even thinking."
"No, wait a minute. Don't count yourself out so quickly. Are you saying you would like to take Lisa on a date and give her what she wants, just like the other guys she dates?"
"This is crazy talk. I don't know what I was thinking. Paul, she is my daughter. What the fuck am I thinking?"
"We both know she is also an adult and a very beautiful and sexy adult female. Jason, she is no longer a child and hasn't been for several years. If you really were serious and really are interested..." I let my sentence trail off without finishing it.
I could tell he was rolling the thought around I his head when he asked, "What would Karen say, and even worse what would Lisa think or say?"
"From what I have seen, I think Karen would most likely encourage you and as far as Lisa goes, she and I have a rule she has to go out with whomever I select. Regardless of who it is, she can't back out. I have set her up with some guys I knew she would not care for, just to see if she would refuse to go. To her credit she went and later told me she actually had a good time, although afterward she told me she didn't want to go out with them again. If you are serious about this, maybe you could discuss it with Karen. She seems open minded enough to give you her honest opinion without being judgmental."
Again we rode in silence. I realized my cock was as hard as a steel pipe. Setting my wife's dates up always turned me on, but this time was very different. This would be the best yet if he actually went through with it. In almost a whisper I heard him talking to himself as he said, "Maybeeeee"
I waited a bit then asked, "What was that Jason."
He answered, "I was just thinking. Paul are you serious about this? You would really do this?"
"Dad I think you know how serious I am. Listen, why don't you go home and think about it. If you want, talk to Karen about it first. If she is supportive of the idea, that is great. If after you think about it and you decide you don't want to do it, that is cool. If on the other hand you decide you want to do this, just call me and let me know. If it is later this evening or five years from now, just let me know you want to do it and I will make it happen. If you don't call, Lisa will never know we had this conversation. If I never hear back from you on this topic it will be as if this conversation never happened. Is that okay with you?"
Lisa's father said, "Yes. I like that and I promise to think about it."
We drove the remainder of the distance to his home in silence. When I pulled up in their drive Jason said, "This evening was a lot of fun and you have given me a lot to think about. I really appreciate this Paul."
I wasn't sure if he was talking about the ride, the time at the gym, or the offer to set him up on a date with his daughter. If I was a betting man I would have bet on option number three. As I backed out of the drive I could think of little else other than the possibilities of sending my wife on a date with her father. It was going to be all I could do to keep the secret from her. Lisa and I have very few secrets, but I had given my word to her father and this would be one of those secrets I would keep; at least it would be if my father-in-law decided to never take me up on the offer.
The phone call from Jason was expected later that night or maybe the following night, but it didn't come until two weeks later. I saw the caller ID and knew it was my father-in-law. "Hello Dad, what''s up?"
"You know that thing we were talking about?"
In a lowered voice I said, "You mean the date with Lisa? Sure, I remember."
"Do you still think you could arrange that?"
"Absolutely. Have you decided you want to do it?"
"Yes. I talked with Karen and you were right, and she thinks I should do it."
"That is Fantastic! How does this coming Saturday work for you? I usually tell the guys to pick her up at 5:30 sharp. Most of her dates want to keep her the entire night. It is entirely up to you."
"Yea, Saturday and overnight sounds good."
"Jason, I know she is going to be very surprised."
"I hope surprised in a good way and not mad at me."
"You never know, but I think you are going to have a perfect date. Trust me on this."
"I hope so Paul. I better go, I want to tell Karen the plans."
"Okay Jason, see you Saturday."
The line went dead. I could hardly believe what had just happened. I had almost given up on him going through with it. I walked out back to the pool where Lisa was working on her all over tan. She was on a lounge chair laying on her back. Her body was covered with either perspiration or sun tan lotion. Her body was a golden brown with not one tan line. Her breasts were a golden brown as was her shaved mons.
I said, "Hey Baby your date for Saturday just called and confirmed. He wants to spend the night with you."
"Did he just call?"
"Yea, it is a guy I talked to a while back. He had a few things he had to adjust in his schedule and just now called to let me know he wants to take you out this weekend."
"Have I dated him before?"
"I will answer your question, but this is the only question I am answering about him. No, you have not dated this guy before."
"Just one more question, please."
"No. I know how you are and there is always one more question. You will meet him Saturday. Honey he is very special. This will be a very special date."
Chapter 9 - Special Date (Lisa)
Paul told me he has another date arranged for me. He also said it is a man I have never dated before and there is something special about either the date or the guy, maybe both. I take that to mean I need to make sure I look my sexiest for whomever it is. The strange part is he has never before told me anything like this.
I had been looking at a blouse I wanted, but I never had the nerve to buy and wear it. I thought this 'special date' was as good a reason as any to break down and finally buy the blouse. I first stopped by my favorite lingerie store and found a very pretty white satin quarter cup bra trimmed in lace. It was very sexy. The sales lady helping me asked if I had any bras like this already. I told her I had a black one and a red one, but I needed a white one.
She said, "I envy you girls with smaller boobs. Your look so damn cute in these things. My double D's would never work with one of these. With you girls these bras are sexy, but on me it would have everyone laughing."
These bras are also called shelf bras. They basically provide a cute little shelf below the breast for support. These bras are more for looks than actual support. Paul loves the two I already had. He likes the way they display the breast leaving most of the breast and the entire nipple fully displayed.
Almost as an afterthought I told the lady I needed a matching g-string. I told her, "The smaller the better."
She grinned and said, "Sounds like some lucky man is in for a good time."
Rather than say, 'Yes he will, but the thing is I don't know who he is,' I just smiled and paid for the two items. My next stop was the store where I had spotted the blouse I wanted. The blouse was white, but what made it special was the fabric was very thin and somewhere between transparent and translucent. It was also very expensive.
I was very well aware of the fact in the right light my nipples would be visible to anyone looking. My hope was my date would be the only one to realize they were visible. I will not deny I am somewhat of an exhibitionist, but even for me this was a little more bold than normal.
I tried the blouse on while wearing my new bra. The white bra didn't stand out as much under the thin white fabric like one of my other two of this style would have. My nipples are not dark like some women, but not a light pink like others. They were more of a dark pink and I could clearly see my nipples were indeed visible in the light of the store. Hopefully the light of a restaurant or club would not make them as visible as they were in the store.
I had planned on wearing my black mini-skirt then decided to wear a white one instead. I found a white form fitting mini-skirt that hugged my ass and legs perfectly. I have a small firm ass and these skirts look good on me. I almost always wear skirts or dresses. I prefer they be short to show off my legs. I often don't wear anything under my dress or skirt, but decided to wear a g-string for this date. My dates like it when I don't wear anything under my skirt, but they like when I do wear some sort of garment I almost always let them keep it as a souvenir of our date. If I plan on letting them keep it, I always want it to be ultra-sexy.
With the white blouse and white skirt I needed a pair of heels to match. I found a darling pair in the style they call strappy ankle strap stilettos. They had a four inch heel, which I am very accustom to walking in. I knew if my date wanted to dance I would easily be able to do so in the heels I selected.
Saturday morning I had an appointment at my favorite spa for a manicure and pedicure. Next my hair needed a little trim. My hair is short and easy to take care of. Paul loves the style I now wear my hair in. He calls it cute and sexy.
After I got back home I took a long soaking bubble bath. I ended my bath by using a new disposable razor to make sure there was no stubble below my waist or under my arms. I heard Paul come inside from the garage and knew he was waiting. He always likes seeing me just before my dates pick me up. I had already packed my overnight bag and had it ready to go. In it was my makeup, a change of clothes to come home in, toothbrush, hair brush, and a few other essentials.
I loved the way the bra made my breasts look. My breasts are not as firm and high riding as they were when I was 18, but what little sag there is, the bra's shelf cups were easily able to support and make look great. As I stood in front of the mirror admiring my new bra, I ran my palms over my nipples sending shock waves of pleasure directly to my clit. I pinched and pulled my nipples causing them to become hard little points. My nipples are very sensitive and I can give myself an orgasm just by playing with them.
Slipping on my new blouse felt great. The almost sheer material of the blouse against my exposed nipples did nothing to cause the little points to relax and fade. The blouse was an extravagance I probably should not have indulged in, primarily because of the expense, but I knew Paul would not mind and he told me my date was someone special. Besides that, the blouse felt exquisite against my skin. Looking into the mirror I could not help but wonder if I had made a mistake with my choice of blouses and bras. My nipples were not as concealed as I had expected them to be. I was fairly confident my date would have no problem seeing how exposed I was. I grinned as I looked at my image in the mirror and knew exactly where my date's eyes would be focused most of the evening.
I pointed my toes and slipped them into the g-sting. I carefully pulled it up my legs. The satin felt cool against my bare pussy. I pulled the waist up forcing the thin string between my cheeks and against my anus. It was so small and cute it made me feel sexy all by itself. It was nice for looks, but like the bra it was more for looks than functionality. Next I put my skirt on followed by my heels. I have some white acrylic bracelets I slipped on my wrist, a pair of pearl stud earrings. To finish my ensemble I fastened my pearl choker around my throat. Once again I looked in the mirror and even though my nipples were showing, I was sure my date would like what he saw and I knew my husband certainly would.
A glance at the clock let me know I had fifteen minutes before my date would be here. I was anxious to see why my husband had said this date was so special. I grabbed my overnight bag and headed out into the living room to let Paul get a good look at me before my date arrived.
When he heard me he stood up and turned toward me. The closer I got the bigger his smile became. When I got closer he said, "Honey you have outdone yourself this time. You are not only beautiful, you look absolutely fuckable. I would fuck you right here on the floor."
I smiled and gave him an air kiss so he would not mess up my makeup. He was looking into my eyes. I could clearly see the lust in his eyes as he began scanning my body. His eyes started at my eyes then slowly moved lower. I could tell when he reached my breasts. His smile got even bigger and he said, "Nice bra and those tits! Honey you look amazing! Fuck, your date is going to go wild!"
Hopefully he was correct and my date would agree. I heard the doorbell and waited for Paul to make his dash to his usual hiding spot, but rather than rushing off he just stood there and asked, "Are you going to let him in?" This change in his routine had me very curious with regard to what he had arranged.
This was the first time where he had chosen to remain out in the open when my date arrived. I was not sure what was going on, but walked over to the door and pulled it open. I saw a very handsome man standing there in a brand new suit. He looked very dapper and he was also my father! I was pretty sure I knew the answer, but had to ask, "Daddy what are you doing here?"
"I was told to be here at 5:30 to pick up my date. I was told she is very beautiful and sexy." He looked at his watch then at me and said, "It's 5:30, am I on time?"
Looking back at Paul I saw he was watching and smiling. He said, "Honey, don't keep your date waiting."
I looked back at Daddy and said, "Daddy, please just give me a minute."
"Sure Honey."
I saw a look of dread on his face. I hurried back to my husband and asked, "What..."
He stopped me by putting his index finger to my lips and saying, "Baby this is your date. He and I have talked and he knows he has to have you home tomorrow morning. His wife even encouraged him to take you out. This date is just like any other date I have set up for you. You can't refuse and I expect you to show him a good time just like you have all your other dates."
Without saying anything I just looked at Paul. He was nodding his head as he said, "Honey he really wants this and I believe you do to. I certainly know I want it. You are both adults and that is all there is to it. Think of it as nothing more than an older man wanting to experience the company and charms of a young very attractive adult female. Give him what you would give any of the dates I arrange for you. Now go before he thinks you don't want him."
I took a deep breath as a flood of emotions welled up inside me. I smiled and said, "Thank you so much Honey." I then turned and walked my sexiest walk back to the man standing at the door. I didn't stop until his arms were wrapped around me hugging me against his body. Our lips touched and he kissed me like no father should ever kiss his daughter. It was a kiss I will never forget for as long as I live. That kiss was the beginning of events that would forever change everything for me. My life would never again be the same.
Daddy picked up my bag and led me to a limo parked at the curb. He had actually hired a limo to come pick me up in! That was another first. None of my other dates had ever done that. The driver held the door open for me. Even though I knew in the bright sunlight the driver would be able to clearly see my tits, at that moment I didn't care. I wanted him to be envious of my Daddy and see that my Daddy had a sexy date for the evening. The driver didn't have to know I was the daughter of his employer for the evening. My mind was spinning with the possibilities of what was happening. My first statement, or maybe it was a question, after we got in the car and I had checked to make sure the privacy screen was closed was to say, "Paul said Mom knows. Is that correct?"
He had anticipated my query and had his phone out and ready. He handed it to me and I saw Mom's face frozen on the screen and a video play icon over her face. Daddy tapped the icon and the video began playing.
I watched the video as she said, "Honey your father and I talked about this and I know exactly what the plans are and what is expected of you. This was worked out between your husband and father. You are a beautiful adult woman and the man you are with right now loves you more than any other man on the planet. The rules of society have denied him the love he wants to share with you tonight. Please do not think too deeply about this, but instead make him happy as well as yourself. Honey I love both of you. Have fun and make sure you leave your Daddy drained, satisfied and exhausted."
The video ended with Mom blowing me a kiss. I looked at her image for a few moments then handed the phone back to my father. He was looking at me examining me from my toes to my eyes. "Honey you look absolutely incredible! I know the rules you and Paul have and that you are committed to doing certain things, but if you would rather we have a nice dinner and maybe go dancing before calling it a night, that is okay, I would understand."
I could see he really wanted this and and for what I wanted, since that night he had seen me at the club with my last date I had thought several times about just this scenario. I said, "Daddy, I am your date and would like to be treated as if I was one of the wives of your swinger friends you were going to spend time with. If I was the wife of one of your buddies, whose wife you have enjoyed over the years, what would you be doing right now?"
He grinned as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. We kissed for what seemed like forever. As he held me tight I took hold of his hand and placed it on my bare thigh at the hem of my very short skirt. I let go of his hand and it slowly crept higher and higher until I felt his fingers against the fabric of my g-string pressing directly against me.
I knew the driver was most likely watching, but he couldn't see that low and I didn't care even if he could. I was determined to be the best date my father had experienced in years.
I almost laughed when the limo pulled up in front of the same restaurant Carl had brought me to on my date with him. The diver opened the door and let us out. I heard Daddy tell him he would call when we were ready for him to take us to the next location. He then offered me his arm and I proudly put my hand in his elbow allowing him to escort me, his date, into the restaurant.
I was not certain of my memory but I thought maybe the waiter we had was the same one who had waited on Carl and me. I remembered how he had checked me out that evening and knew there was much more for him to see tonight than had been visible that first time. It didn't take him long to discover the assets on display for his viewing pleasure and I made no attempt to conceal them from his view.
Daddy hadn't said anything specifically about my tits, so I wasn't sure he had noticed, even though I saw no way he could have missed them. I soon learned he had in fact noticed when he said, "Honey you need to be sure to wear that blouse and bra anytime you want good service. I don't think our waiter has been to any table other than ours."
I laughed at his comment. I had noticed the same thing and we were getting service that bordered on being too much attention. I said, "Daddy I am sorry. I didn't realize it showed this much of me."
"Honey you don't need to apologize to me. I have been enjoying the view since I picked you up at the house. You have a beautiful body and as long as you don't mind others looking at you, there is no reason to deny them the opportunity to see what a beautiful woman my daughter is."
The next time the waiter stopped at our table Daddy said, "Have you ever seen a more beautiful woman than this? Isn't her blouse really pretty?" The poor guy almost choked as he attempted to answer. In a subtle way Daddy had made it clear he knew what had our waiter's attention. The young man took off and didn't return until it was time to take our dessert order.
As we were leaving I heard a woman's voice say, "She is young enough to be his daughter." I had to smile and I think Daddy heard her too, but he never let on that he had. When we were back in the limo Daddy put his hand on my bare thigh and I scooted over to sit with my leg pressed up against his.
Based on the fact Daddy had been at the club to meet a lady friend when he saw me with Carl, it did not surprise me when the limo pulled up in front of the same hotel where I had spent the night with Carl. We entered the hotel and Daddy checked us in. An attractive woman about my age checked us in. I could see she was checking out my blouse and the view. I expected her to make some rude comment, but instead when she handed Daddy the room keys she said, "I don't mean to be too personal, but do you mind if I ask where you got that bra and blouse? They look beautiful on you."
She was genuinely nice and sincere with her compliment. I told her the two stores where I had found the bra and the blouse. She wrote the information down and thanked me.
Our room was not the same as the one Carl and I had, but it was a nice suite. Daddy wanted me to sit beside him on the couch. He again complimented me on how pretty I looked. He said, "Honey I honestly want you to know we can go dancing and then we can come back here and I will sleep on the couch and you can sleep in the bed."
I thought for a few seconds then said, "Daddy answer me one question. Thinking back to when I was born, when was the first time you thought about what it would be like to take me to bed?"
He didn't even have to think about his answer. He said, "I am telling you the absolute truth when I say it was that night I saw you here and we were talking outside the club, there on the bench. Honey I have always accepted the fact you are a beautiful and very desirable woman, but I never thought of you in a sexual way when it came to the two of us. At least not until you told me about how Paul sets up dates for you with strangers. Something inside me clicked and I knew I wanted to be one of your dates. At the same time I also accepted the reality it would never happen. After all, you are my daughter."
"So you never thought of getting in my panties when I was younger, not even after I turned 18?"
"No Baby, never."
"If I wasn't your daughter would you have tried to make a move?"
"I really don't know for sure. Due to the age difference, most likely I would not have, but I can assure you I would have wanted to."
He sat there a moment then said, "Honey the truth is, at least once you were an adult, I have always known you were a hot little number, but you are my daughter. Had you not been my daughter... well, who knows what I might have done."
I looked at him a long time then said, "Daddy, for tonight I want you to pretend I am not your daughter. Pretend I am an escort you called to spend the night with you, or maybe one of the wives of your swinger buddies. Can you do that?"
"Sure Honey, I could do that, but I am not going to. If it is okay with you, I want to make love to my daughter. My sexy and very beautiful adult daughter. I want to spend the night with my daughter, not an escort or the swinger wife of one of my buddies."
"Daddy I love you so much." I kissed him and felt his arms hug me holding me tight against him. Our kiss was nice and very hot. When our lips parted he said, "Let's go. I want to dance with my girl."
When we were seated in the club memories of the last time I was here came racing back. I was lost in my own memories when my father took hold of my hand and pulled me to the dance floor. A question I had been thinking of all evening, one from that conversation with my mother, was answered when he pulled me against his body and I felt a long hard object pressing firmly into my stomach.
Mom had mentioned having to help men get hard with pills, injections or other methods. She had told me Daddy didn't have that problem. If what I was feeling pressed into my stomach was as real as it felt, she had been telling me the truth.
My father had surprised me when he cut in and danced with me the last time I was in this club. Before that, had been at my wedding. He was a good dancer, but this dance was unlike either of those. As we danced this time I was thinking about the hard man meat pressed against me and how it would be inside me later that night. I wondered what it would feel like to have my pussy stretched by my own father's cock. I desperately wanted to experience the sensation of it filling me, but it also made me nervous. I didn't want him to have regrets later.
A couple guys came up and tried to cut in, but Daddy politely refused, giving them some excuse I didn't hear. I didn't mind guys cutting in and wanting to dance with me, but the fact he was keeping me to himself gave me the feeling he was being possessive and also protective of what was his.
We had danced through several songs and the requests to dance with me seemed to be coming more frequently. Daddy said, "Honey let's get out of here. I am tired of telling these poor guys no."
When we arrived back at our room I asked him, "Would you like to take a shower with me?"
He smiled and said, "That sounds like a lot of fun."
My thoughts were that this would be the easiest way for us to get naked without a lot of strange awkwardness. We undressed in front of each other and when Daddy pulled his boxers down I could hardly believe what I was looking at.
My father was hung like a horse! His cock was huge! Knowing how Paul checks out the men he sets me up with, I could only assume he had seen my father's cock and balls. I was very impressed. The head of his cock was large and I wanted to drop to my knees and take it into my mouth. His glans was almost the same color as were my nipples.
My husband's cock is straight, but Daddy's had a very slight curve upwards. The shaft was heavily veined and quite thick. I knew it would feel really good as he penetrated me. Some cocks are thinner toward the glans and thicken as they get closer to the base. Daddy's looked like it was the same wonderful thickness from the base of the glans to the base against his body.
I even thought about that meat inside my mother pumping his seed into her pussy with the result being me. The sperm that had created me traveled through that long thick cock I was looking at and wanting to taste.
Once in the shower we didn't do a lot of washing each other. We started out holding each other as we kissed. I was fondling his cock and feeling it get even thicker and harder in my hand. When I thought he was ready I lowered myself to my knees. The warm water felt good raining down on me then running off my body. I lifted his cock to my mouth and pressed my face against his body. It took a few tries, but I eventually got his cock all the way down deep into my throat.
"Fuck that feels good!, Honey no woman has ever been able to do that. Your mother can't even do that." I kept him in my throat as long as I could then had to pull his cock out so I could get a breath of air. I did this over and over until he placed his hands on my head to stop me. "If you keep that up I will cum and it will be over for the night. You have to remember I am not as young as those young studs you normally date."
"Daddy I am sure you are still more of a man than any of those guys." He still had a hand on each side of my head holding me as I looked up at him. The smile on his face was one I had grown up with. That face had always been there for me through the good and bad. It had comforted me and kept me safe. Now was my opportunity to give him something nobody else could. Until this moment I had not realized how much I wanted this, how much I wanted to do this for him. I needed for him to take me and allow me to show him as an adult woman how deeply his daughter's love was for him.
"Honey, I can't wait any longer." He moved his hands from my head to my shoulders and lifted me to my feet. He turned off the water and stepped out grabbing a towel. He carefully dried me kissing my skin as he dried it. I was about to scream with excitement as my thoughts jumped ahead anticipating what I knew was about to occur.
Looking down I could see his cock was still very hard and ready. I have seen several cocks in my life, but never one I wanted more than the one pointing directly at me at that moment. When he finished drying me he started to dry himself, but I stopped him and said, "Daddy, can I do that? Please."
He smiled and handed me the towel saying, "Sure Honey. I would like that."
I began with his broad shoulders. From this vantage point they looked enormous. His chest was covered with a thin mat of dark hair. I kissed his nipples and sucked on each one. His moan let me know he had very sensitive nipples and was enjoying the touch of my tongue flicking across the hardened male nipples. I have found most men have nipples every bit as sensitive as a woman's. I have not found a man who doesn't like having his nipples sucked on and played with.
With the towel I moved lower across his stomach. Daddy keeps himself in shape and has very little excess body fat. His abs are what you think of when someone says 'six pack'. Before going any lower I dried his back. Moving to his ass I liked that it was muscular and very firm. My Daddy has a hot ass. I was on my knees drying his thighs. His ball sack was hanging there holding his two large testicles. As I continued to dry his thighs I was staring at his scrotum thinking about how those same balls had produced the sperm that had created me. I knew most women are never able to experience this moment, but I felt closer to him at that precise moment more than I ever had before or since.
Looking up I said, "Daddy turn around please." He turned to face me and looked down. Our eyes met, but neither of us said a word. I don't know what could have been said that would have added to the emotions of the moment. I believe anything we might have said would have spoiled the flow of emotions traveling between us.
Very gently I dried my father's cock. I marveled at the masculinity of this organ that while I had never seen it before today had been such an important part of my life. The heavily veined hard shaft tipped with the large mushroom shaped glans. The pink glans that was so soft to my touch. I extended my tongue and touched the tip, then ran my tongue all the way around it. His body quivered as my tongue traveled along the underside and most sensitive part of his glans. I then placed a kiss directly on the end of this magnificent organ through which the sperm that had made me had traveled so many years ago. I knew I had to be careful, he was very close and a little too much stimulation would send him over the edge and spoil what he and I wanted most on this special night.
I gently dried his ball sack and weighed his large balls in my hand. I quickly moved down his legs and feet as I finished drying him. I stood and saw him just staring at me as if he was in a trance.
After several moments I grinned, cocked my head to the side and asked, "What is it Daddy?"
"I have never seen you quite like this. I don't know how to put into words what I am even thinking. I love you so much it hurts."
"I love you just as much and I want this to be a very special moment for you. Daddy, please take me to bed and enjoy me. What I want most is for you to take your daughter to bed and use her for your pleasure."
He slowly began to move then picked me up off the floor cradling me in his arms. I put my arms around his neck feeling his strong arms effortless supporting me. He carried me toward the bed then placed me gently on it. I lay back and went limp as he took hold of my legs, spreading them and placing me in the position he wanted me. This was not going to be anything fancy. Daddy was going to fuck me missionary style. I knew it would not last long, I had caused him to be hyper-aroused.
Our eyes never broke contact as he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs. I put my arms around his neck pulling his face toward me. I opened my mouth as our lips touched. I pushed my tongue into his mouth tasting him. I could feel his hand move between us and then felt the head of his handsome cock touch me. I felt him work it between my bald lips. He was in place at the entrance to the cock tunnel leading to my womb.
Our lips parted, then as if almost out of breath he asked, "Honey are you absolutely sure about this?"
"Daddy I have never been more sure of anything or wanted anything more in my life. I am so happy right now I may start crying"
"Don't you dare. Even if they are happy tears, Baby your tears have always torn Daddy apart."
"Daddy, do it. Take me and make me yours in this way that you have never done before. I want to be yours in every way possible."
I felt his hips slowly begin to flex and felt his manhood entering and slowly filling me. I had been fucked by a wide variety of men and cocks, but none meant more to me, not even my husband's, than the one being pushed deep inside me at that moment. The feeling of my Daddy's cock filling me was exquisite. I knew as his hardness filled me this was likely to be the most wonderful moment of my life. It took all the effort I could summon up to keep the tears of happiness from spilling out onto my cheeks. The thought of this taboo act made it all that much more arousing.
The feeling of a man pounding his cock hard into me is what I enjoy the most, but Daddy was making love to me and even though we had not talked about it, this is how I was sure this first time would be and should be. The love between the two of us was overwhelming. I had always been Daddy's girl, but now Daddy was taking me not as a father, but as a man takes the woman he deeply loves. There was no doubt in my mind I would feel Daddy's cock inside me many more times, this was only the beginning. In the future I would make sure he knew I liked to be taken hard and fast, but for now this slow gentle love making was perfection.
As I felt him slowly push into me then pull out only to repeat the cycle over and over, I found myself thinking about my mother and envying her. The cock inside me belonged to her. She had only loaned it to me, and while I had it and her permission, I was going to enjoy it as much as she would allow.
I wanted this, our first time, to last all night, but Daddy could hold back only for so long. I felt his thrusting speed up and become a little more aggressive. I knew the end was near and said, "Daddy fuck your little girl's pussy. Daddy's cock feels so good. Fill me with your cum. OH FUCK, Daddy your cock feels so good. Fuck me and fill me. Daddy fuck your daughter's pussy hard."
As I felt him push himself hard against me, forcing his cock as deep inside me as possible, I felt his cock begin to pulse as his sperm rich semen was traveling through that big cock and for the first time ever, he was pumping it into me. At that moment I experienced my third and most delicious orgasm. My brain exploded as my orgasm totally consumed me. I could feel the muscles deep in my pussy contract milking my Daddy's cock of every last drop of semen.
Exhausted, he collapsed on top of me. We were both breathing hard. His cock was still hard as he held it in me. He eventually rolled off me and I moved down to take him into my mouth. I tasted my own pussy juice and my Daddy's semen as I cleaned his cock and balls. I felt his hand on my hair as he stroked it like you would stroke the fur of a beloved pet. His touch felt good and I knew what I was doing felt good to him.
When I finished I moved back up toward the head of the bed and kissed him. He put his arm around me pulling me over against his body. I laid my head on him with my cheek resting on his chest. He reached to the bedside table and switched off the light. I said,"Daddy that was really nice. I love you so much it hurts." I then closed my eyes listening to his heart beat and his breathing. I was emotionally drained from the events of the evening, and was sound asleep in no time at all.
Chapter 10 - What Now (Jason)
The sun was coming through the windows waking me. For a split second I wondered where I was then I felt my daughter's head on my chest and her naked body pressed tight against my own. Wonderful memories of the events of the night before came rushing back.
I remember being so unbelievably nervous as I picked her up for our date. The evening had been nothing short of perfection. When we arrived back in the room we started with a shower and things progressed quickly from there.
Fucking a woman is an absolutely awesome experience for any man to enjoy, but making love to a woman you love is so much better. Few men can say they have actually made love to their daughter and it is probably better that way, but enjoying that experience with my Lisa is something I will never forget. I have wanted her since that night I found her in the club with that man her husband had set her up on a date with. When my son-in-law offered me the opportunity I knew I wanted to accept more than I have ever wanted anything, but I had to consider what I was doing.
After talking to my wife and with her encouragement for me to do it, I let my son-in-law know. Since then I had been worried how it would go and if my daughter really would want me. Laying in bed with her against me puts to rest every concern I had, and more.
All men think their daughter is beautiful and all that, but in my case Lisa really is a beautiful woman both on the inside and physically. Last night she was amazing as we made love and my only fear is this could be a one time thing. I hope not, but if that is the case I will not be bitter and will treasure this experience to the day I die.
She feels so exceptionally good against me and I can feel my cock beginning to harden. I very slowly and gently move her arm from my chest placing her hand on my cock. Her warm soft hand on my cock feels incredibly good.
We lay there like that another 30 minutes. I closed my eyes reliving the events of the previous day. I then felt her hand twitch and knew she was waking up. A few moments later I felt her actively fondling my cock. She was awake and working on getting me hard.
She asked, "Daddy do you want my pussy again, my mouth or my ass for breakfast?"
"Oh fuck Baby. That pussy was so good, how about pussy, but a little differently?"
She said, "Okay, just tell me what you want."
I said, "Lay on your stomach with your legs together." She did as I said and was looking back over her shoulder at me. I was looking at her perfect ass and was beginning to wonder if I might want to change my selection from the breakfast menu she had provided. I grabbed a pillow and pushed it under her hips. My cock was ready to go. I pushed between her legs aiming for the hole just under her ass. That ass looked very tempting, but I would save that for another day.
Working my cock between her lips I began pushing into my daughter's pussy. I have always loved entering a woman in this position and feeling her firm ass cheeks pressing against my groin. Lisa's pussy felt fantastic. I made sweet tender love to her the night before. This was going to be more primal. I liked fucking hard and hoped she also liked hard aggressive sex.
Pressing my groin against her buttocks felt really good. My cock was in her as I lifted up off her. Looking down her firm little ass looked so tempting I gave if a firm swat with my open hand. I was rewarded with a cute little squeal from her. I lowered myself back onto her supporting my upper body with my arms. I was thrusting into her much harder than I had before. Her pussy felt very good and the feeling of her ass cheeks against me made it even better. Lisa reached back and pulled me down harder against her.
"Daddy fuck me, fuck me hard. I want to feel you take me and use me. Harder Daddy, fuck me harder."
I have always tried to never disappoint my baby girl and even though she is now very much a full grown woman she will always be my sweet little baby girl. I began putting more effort into the force behind my thrusting pushing my cock into her harder and as deep as I could. With each inward thrust my groin slammed into her firm buttocks. Her ass was so firm and tight it felt wonderful each time I rammed myself into her.
The only problem for me with fucking with such aggressiveness is it increases the stimulation both mentally and physically causing me to not be able to last near as long before emptying my balls into my partner. It was no different with my daughter. It might have been even worse as I found my orgasm flood over me as my prostate began to spasm and empty my man milk into my daughter's body.
I could feel the muscles deep inside her pussy contracting around the end of my cock as her own orgasm was causing her muscles to squeeze and milk my cock.
Collapsing on top of her I was kissing her back and the side of her face. After giving ourselves some time to recover we got up and headed toward the shower. We washed each other and my little girl tried her best to suck my cock and get me hard again. I told her I wanted nothing more than to have her again, but she had been too much for me and I needed some time to recover.
When we got out of the shower we dried each other off, but it had been a lot more fun and sensual the night before. We dressed then went to the restaurant in the hotel for breakfast. I called a Taxi to pick us up.
Lisa had called ahead to let Paul know we were on our way. She explained this was what she always did. She also told me with the dates Paul had set up in the past he would watch her being picked up from a hiding place, but would be there to greet the men when they brought her home. She said I was the first date where Paul had not been concealed when her date arrived. She laughed telling me how she didn't understand why he wasn't headed for cover when I rang the doorbell. She said it made sense when she learned I was her date.
We pulled up in front of their home and I paid the driver and thanked him for the ride. Seeing my wife's car in the driveway was a surprise. Little did I know Lisa had called her mother, my wife, and invited her over. I was soon to learn she called from the restaurant and told Karen we were headed home and she should come on over. She told her mother she wanted to talk to her and she could give me a ride home since I had picked her up in the limo.
Chapter 11 - Dad Drops Lisa Off (Paul)
My wife called to tell me she and her father were having breakfast and wold be home shortly. She also told me she had invited her mother over and that Karen would most likely arrive before she and her father.
I have the best in-laws a guy could ask for. They never meddle and are really cool people. They are more like close friends of ours rather than my wife's parents. Karen arrived at our house about 20 minutes before Lisa and her father.
Karen and I had been talking about almost everything except the friendly elephant in the room, which was her husband taking their daughter to bed. She and I were both in favor of their date the previous night, it was just that we didn't want to talk about it without them present. I was dying to hear the details and how it all went and I was sure Karen felt the same way.
When the cab pulled up and we saw Lisa and Jason get out and we actually hugged each other. I opened the door for them and they walked on in with me closing the door behind them. When I tuned Jason had his hand extended to me to shake my hand. I took it and he said, "Son, that was one of the best nights of my life, if not THE best. Our girl is really something."
"Yes Sir she sure is."
I saw Lisa and her mother hugging each other then as Lisa was headed toward me, I saw Karen was headed toward Jason. We hugged our spouses and I suggested we all sit down in the living room. I was not really expecting Jason and Lisa to sit on the love seat together and Karen to sit beside me. She saw Lisa was sitting beside her father, then looked at me and grinned before taking the open seat next to me.
With me at one end of the couch Karen took a seat between the middle and other end. I saw that Lisa was looking directly at her mother. With her hand my wife motioned for her mother to move closer to where I was seated. I saw that Karen did move closer but there was still almost a foot of space separating us.
It was clear, at least to me, that Lisa wanted her mother to move closer, but she didn't say anything. I did see my father-in-law had his hand on my wife's knee. It didn't bother me at all, in fact I liked the fact he felt comfortable touching his daughter like that in front of me and his wife.
Karen spoke up first saying, "Well, Paul and I are both dying to hear how your first date went." I was not sure if she had said that because it was the first time they had been on a date like this together or if she expected this to be the first of many more.
Lisa looked at her father and gave him a grin as she placed her hand on his and squeezed. He looked at her then at us and said, "It could not have been better. We had such a great time. Dinner was great and the band at the club was perfect." Looking at his wife he said, "Honey we will have to go back there, you would enjoy the music. It is our kind of music, nice and slow for some romantic close dancing."
I almost laughed as I heard the impatience in her voice when Karen said, "Baby, that is all well and good but Paul and I want to hear about later, after the dancing." She reached over and put her hand on my leg saying, "Isn't that right Paul."
Now I had to smile at her and said, "You know us perverts, we love hearing the juicy details."
Karen said, "That's right, now tell us the good parts."
Between Lisa and her father they began telling us about the shower and Lisa was telling us how she had never felt closer to her father and her overwhelming feelings when she felt him first penetrate her. I was actually surprised she was being as graphic as she was but her mother was wanting even more.
"Jason, was fucking our daughter as good as you expected?" she asked.
I saw Lisa's father look at her and I could see the love between them. I felt I saw a much different exchange between the two of them than I had ever seen before. I realized between when my wife had left the house yesterday and now a much different relationship had developed between the two of them.
After he and his daughter looked into each other's eyes for several moments he turned to his wife and said, "No, she wasn't what I expected. She was so far beyond my wildest dreams. Baby, don't take this the wrong way, but I have never felt closer to anyone than I did last night."
"Honey, I am not upset at all. Quite the contrary, I am very happy the two of you hit it off so well. I thought it might turn out like that, but I couldn't be sure. Now tell us about this morning."
Jason laughed the looked at Lisa and said, "Honey maybe the next time we should set up a video camera so your mother can watch everything afterward. You have to admit it would be easier than this."
Lisa laughed then said, "Maybe so Daddy, but she is excited for us and knows what a stud you are." She turned toward her mother and said, "Mom, Daddy was fabulous. I slept on his chest and when I woke up this morning my hand was on his, well you know. I must have put it there during the night or something."
I heard her mother say in a low voice, "Yea, or something. The same thing has happened to me too many times to count."
"Mom, Daddy enjoyed me once again before we got out of bed. After that we took a shower and ate breakfast. That is when I called you and Paul while Daddy called a cab, and here we are."
Karen said, "That is so hot. Hearing all that has made me wet. Baby you need to take me home and give me some of what you gave our daughter."
Jason shocked me when he said, "Honey, our baby girl drained me, I am all fucked out. Maybe you can talk your daughter into loaning you Paul for a couple hours. Lisa and I will just sit here and relax."
Talk about an awkward moment, it was not that I didn't want to. Hell my mother-in-law is one hot woman and I had thought many times about fucking her, but Lisa and I had never done anything where I was with another woman, it had always been her with other men. I was trying to think of a way to gracefully get out of this without screwing things up or offending anyone. I didn't have the nerve to make eye contact with Lisa's mother, but I heard Karen say, "How about it Honey. Do you mind if I borrow your hubby?"
I think Lisa was as taken aback as me, but she didn't answer her mother's question and instead looked at me and said, "Honey it is mom and if you want to, I am sure the two of you would have fun. I certainly don't care. You have always told me how hot you think Mom is. I have a feeling she would be a lot of fun and I know you have to be just as horny as she is."
Under other circumstances I would have been pissed off she had not helped bail me out, but under these circumstances I really did want to see what my mother-in-law would be like in bed. I was anxious to see if she was as wild as I suspected.
Before I could say anything Karen moved closer to me on the couch and put her hand on the front of my pants and said, "Ooooooh, feels to me like my son-in-law wants a piece of cougar ass. I warn you honey, this cougar has claws and enjoys using them."
The fact was I wanted to feel those 'claws' and having my wife's permission, there was no reason for me to not follow through. I didn't say anything, but instead turned and kissed my wife's mother. She was quite the kisser. I could feel the fire burning in her and knew this was going to be fun. When our lips parted I saw Lisa and her father were watching and Lisa said, "Honey, take mom to our bedroom and put out that fire between her legs."
We stood up and she took my hand and began pulling me toward the master bedroom. Just before I closed the door behind us I clearly heard Lisa yell, "Mom be gentle with him. Don't draw too much blood."
Karen yelled, "I will try honey, but he is mine now."
With the door closed we began undressing each other as quickly as possible. Karen gave birth to Lisa when she was 20 years old. As I looked at her naked body I was thinking to myself I hoped Lisa looked as good as her mother in 20 years when she is her mother.
Chapter 12 - Young Stud (Karen)
I love cock and I have always had a secret desire to find out what my son-in-law had hanging between his legs. I had seen the size of the bulge in his pants enough times to know he should have no trouble making a woman happy, but I had never seen it exposed. I am not sure what came over me, but with my daughter and husband talking about their night I felt my pussy getting wet. I knew I had three options. I could either get my husband to take me home and fuck me, I could go into my daughter's bathroom and rub one out, or there was the third possibility. Maybe I could finally get that chance with my son-in-law I had always wanted. With all the talk about sex I thought maybe this was my best chance.
I know it is not uncommon at all for parents to look at the spouse of their child in a sexual way, especially when their spouse is sexy as well as good looking. Since my husband had just fucked our daughter I thought this was the perfect opportunity to see if I could have a little taste of what my daughter sleeps with every night. As it turned out pulling it off was much easier than I had anticipated.
When I got my first look at my son-in-law's package I knew I was going to have a good time. He is not as large as my husband, but he had more than enough for me to work with. I had a man tell me one time 'It is not the size of the wand, but the magic in it.' I do like a nice big wand, but I have to admit I have been fucked by men with smaller cocks who were magicians using what they had. Each of those times we both had a very enjoyable experience.
I liked that Paul was already hard. It made me feel good my body was arousing him. I wanted that hard cock inside me in the worst way, but I also love sucking on a cock. I knew I simply had to taste it before he put it in me. I knelt on the carpet in the bedroom and put my hands on Paul's ass cheeks. Pre-cum was dripping from the end of his cock. I love seeing a man want me so much he is already dripping even before I touch him. Evidently I had not been alone in my fantasies to be with Paul.
Opening my mouth I took him into my mouth. Like my daughter I have learned to suppress my gag reflex and can take a cock all the way no matter how long it is. The only time I have had problems is when they are very thick, but I don't do too bad with some of the thicker pieces of meat I have tasted.
I dug my fingers into his ass and pulled him tight against me. I held him there squeezing his shaft with my throat muscles until I was forced to take a breath. I did this several times then Paul said, "Please Karen, you are going to make me cum. I have got to fuck your pussy."
Laying back on the bed I lifted my legs and pulled them back touching them to my tits. I watched between my legs as Paul moved into position and lined his cock up with my pussy. He looked at me with the cutest grin on his face. I smiled and nodded then closed my eyes as I felt him begin to fill me.
I let the back of my legs rest against his chest while he remained on his knees wrapping his arms around my thighs holding them to his chest as he fucked me. In this position it felt like he was even deeper than he actually was. It felt like the end of his cock was about to come out my mouth.
Paul kept his arms wrapped around my legs thrusting his hips driving his shaft in then pulling it out of me. I could tell my son-in-law knew how to fuck a woman and was happy for my daughter. After a few minutes he let my legs fall to the sides and lay directly on my breasts as he continued to drive his cock into me very aggressively.
Each time he would start to get close to cumming he would slow down or even stop his thrusting and we would kiss allowing him to calm down and get himself back under control. He was making this last and that was exactly the sort of aggressive and primitive fucking I needed. I feel sorry for all those women who are too hung up on preconceived notions that prevent them from allowing themselves the enjoyment of their own bodies and share their bodies with those closest to them which includes their sons, brothers, son-in-laws and other men to whom they feel they can't experience intimacy with.
After the initial shock of discovering my daughter's marriage was very open and she was open to sexual experimentation, I was thrilled my husband had run into her that night at the club. I was sure our active sex lives were going to become even better now that we had learned this new information regarding our daughter and her husband.
Eventually all good things, including hard cocks, must come to an end, or at least be given time to rest. Paul filled me with a nice load of semen and we laid in bed together afterward satisfied both mentally and physically.
I lay there fondling his softening cock while he was rolling my hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Paul said, "I have thought about something like this many times and could not believe you actually brought it up today. I have to admit you really surprised me with your suggestion. I didn't know what to think or even if Lisa would go along with it. I am very happy she did." He laughed then said, "I have never been clawed by a cougar before today and cougar ass is very nice."
"I do hope you enjoyed it."
"Oh yea, trust me I enjoyed ever bit of it, but my ass does smart a little."
"Seriously?"
"Yea, when you were pulling my cock into your throat. I think you were a little worked up."
I moved down the bed and said, "Turn over and let me take a look at that gorgeous ass." He turned onto his stomach and I could clearly see where my finger nails had dug into his ass. There were two or three places where I had actually broken skin with my nails. I said, "Oh Honey I am so sorry. I was just kidding about the cougar claws. I didn't really mean to do that."
"You have to be kidding. I loved it! You can claw my ass anytime you want. I am like my wife, I like rough primitive sex. What we just shared was fantastic! You can use my cock anytime you want, as long as your daughter doesn't mind."
I slapped his ass with my open hand, leaving a hand print on his cute firm ass. He yelled and then said, "OH FUCK! Do it again."
I learned my son-in-law likes having his ass spanked. I also leaned it is a good way to get that cock of his hard again and a great way to get a second load of cum out of him.
Glancing at the clock I saw we had been in the bedroom just over two hours. We got up and dressed and when we opened the door my daughter and my husband began applauding. I thought to myself wondering where this new found knowledge of my daughter and son-in-law's sexual adventures might lead us. One thing I was sure of was this would not be the end, it was only the beginning.
I knew, as her mother, there was still a lot I could teach our daughter and she could more likely than not teach me a few tricks. As I pondered all the possibilities I wondered if our daughter had ever tasted a pussy other than her own.
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