Chapter 57: The looks 004 / Brother and friends offer comfort 001

Having come once, I lasted a good long time fucking my daughter’s ass. She finished cleaning her Mom’s bowels and then shifted her face forward a bit and snaked her tongue past my wife’s taint and started tongue-fucking her mother’s gash. I shuffled along, never removing my pulsing member from her rear, but grabbing two handfuls of dangling tit to better maintain leverage. Once I re-established my pace, I began tugging rhythmically upon her already hard nipples, making her moan as she continued to suck her mother’s essence, the tip of her tongue darting out to touch my wife’s clit, triggering yet another round of aftershocks which I saw quake through my wife’s shoulders, back and hips, but also felt transmitted through the medium of our daughter’s tight young body. I switched to pinching my daughter’s nubbins, discovering that each time I did so she let out a little bark, and her muscles contracted extra tightly around my cock.

“Pull out so I can taste your cock now, honey,” my wife demanded. “Then I want you to fill our baby up with cream in her tight little cunt, so that I can get her off while I lick her clean. I can always return the ass cleaning favour next time.”

Next time? There was going to be a next time? Without even consulting our daughter, my wife had taken a leap, but our nineteen year old girl was too busy cleaning seepage off the inside of her mother’s thighs to protest. After a few final licks, she twisted her face and looked up at me, just as angelic as a nine year old, but as sexy as the young adult she now was. She relaxed her jaw and opened her mouth, showing me her tongue coated with the effluvia from her mother’s well fucked, cream filled ass. My little girl, not so innocent, grinned up at me, her teeth slimy with my seed. Clearly, like her parents, she enjoyed things others might find disgusting.

I took a step back, my tip sliding free of my baby’s anus with a loud “plop.” While I did that, my wife was sinking to the floor twisting around to cradle her baby’s face in two hands, sharing a tongue twisting kiss which erased yet another parent child barrier. Soon, their fingers were busily exploring the others body, so similar, so no doubt, familiar. Four hands cupped tits, fingers tweaked nipples which they then mashed together, the points jousting like tiny swords. Watching them making out caused my cock to stiffen again, more blood surging into the already thick throbbing shaft. That in turn made the cock-head bob up and down, tapping my wife’s cheek.

She broke off the kiss with her daughter. Both faces now beamed at the sight of my hard member. Instead of my wife licking me clean, two tongues bathed my slimy shaft, four hands kneaded my heavy balls. They took turns teasing my pee slit, and then each in turn took my helmet into their mouth.

My wife nudged our daughter, positioning her on the carpet, doggy style, while still stroking my shaft. Then she grasped my cock in her fist and without pause drove my tip deep into our girl’s cunt. The tight space closed around my shaft. The muscles contracted, fitting like a glove.

“Oh, Daddy, your cock is just the perfect size,” she moaned as she started thrusting her hips back to fuck me. Meanwhile, her mother was caressing her back, her shoulders, her tits.

“I’ve seen the way Daddy looks at you, baby. I’m so glad that you’re giving him this treat, and that we can share him.”

My wife gave her daughter another passionate kiss and then rolled onto her back and slid underneath her. Suddenly, I felt my wife’s tongue teasing my root right where it exited from our daughter’s labia. I saw our baby bend her head down to draw her mother’s clit into those teenaged teeth.

“That’s right, baby, I’ve seen how you look at your Mom,” it was my turn to comment. “I’m so glad that you’re able to share your passion now.”

Without warning, my wife snaked an arm up and around my ass, and I felt her finger probe my anus. The instant that her fingernail touched my prostate, I pumped great gobs of goo into my daughter, not stopping until my entire load was filling our baby. Slowly, I withdrew my deflated cock, which my wife gave a quick lick to before she started lapping up the cream dripping down onto her face from her baby’s cunt. I slumped back on the floor and watched my two women pleasure each other to simultaneous screaming climaxes, after which my daughter simply slumped down onto her mother’s plush body, both of them panting for air.

“I can hardly wait for you to recover Daddy–if Mommy eats my ass like she licked my clit, I’m in for my best orgasms ever.”

All I could do was smile, and think about how glad I was that my wife had finally done something about the way her daughter looked at her, and that I looked at my daughter.

The End.

**Book Title: Brother and friends offers comfort 001**

I was looking forward to the weekend. It had been a hard week at school. Finals week was hard enough, but in the middle of the week I caught my boyfriend Roy making out with another girl. I decided to meet him after one of his finals and as I headed to the building I saw him pressed up against some chick. I was angry, very angry.

I walked up behind him, “Having fun?”

He spun so fast he knocked the chick to the ground.

“Michelle,” he said. “What are you doing here?”

“Well,” I replied. “I was coming to surprise you, but I guess you surprised me. Asshole.” I turned and walked away.

“Wait, Michelle,” he yelled as I walked away.

As I left I heard the girl yelling at him, “You fucking asshole. You have a girlfriend?”

I didn’t turn around. I just kept walking. I was mad, I was hurt, and I was crying. It was time to leave school and head home. I couldn’t wait. I had two more finals and then I was done.

My boyfriend called like twenty times the next day, ex, boyfriend. He tried to catch up with me. Once walking through campus he grabbed my arm. I pulled away and told him next time he touched me I’d call the cops. The calls stopped after that.

I struggled through my last two finals trying to focus on that and not Roy. I’d finally finished and was on my way home for the summer. I knew mom and dad were gone for two weeks. They had planned a vacation. Initially I was going to visit with Roy and his family and then head home but now that that was out but they’d still had plans.

My brother Barry was going to be home. His college break started a week before. At 19 he was a year older than me. He was a great guy and a great brother. I was kind of glad he’d be there. He’d be sympathetic about Roy.

The drive home was four hours. Not bad but still boring. It gave me time to think about Roy and me. I met Roy my first week at school. He was handsome and confident. Within a month we were dating. By six weeks I was no longer a virgin. He could be a bit arrogant. Thinking more about it, I realized there were times he was missing when he shouldn’t have been. Could he have been seeing someone else then?

Then there was the self doubt. Was she prettier than me? I knew I was cute. Everyone said so. At 5′2″, 130 lbs, I wasn’t a skinny minnie, but I looked nice in jeans. With my brown hair in a pixie cut people would say I looked like some kind of fairy. I spent the drive home between seething mad and crying.

When I got home my brother’s car was in the driveway and there was another car in front of the house. I wasn’t in the mood to face anyone. I knew my eyes were red from crying. I snuffled up and tried to compose myself, then I went in.

The first thing I saw was my brother. He and a friend were playing a video game. He paused it and jumped up.