“Alyssa, do a one-eighty. Yeah, face down by Ashley’s pussy, but stick your ass up in the air. I want Ashley to see this up close.”
Alyssa stuck her naked ass up high for me. Her pussy glistened with desire, and she rapidly contracted and relaxed her pussy muscles which seemed to make her asshole wink at me.
I reached out to her, both my hands on this forbidden flesh, this soft ass of my daughter’s teen-aged friend. Alyssa moaned as my hands kneaded her meaty ass, and she giggled when my fingers would brush over her wet pussy or asshole.
I used my left hand to touch her pussy lips, and dragged some of her juice up to her hot little backdoor. Just as she giggled and purred from that sensation, I lifted my right hand high, and let it fly.
Swat!
“Oh shit!” Lys hollered. But I didn’t give her any time to adjust to this new sensation.
Swat!
“Ow! Fuck!”
Swat… Swat Swat Swat Swat!
My hand traveled all over her ample ass, swatting her up and down, left and right, and right in the middle, too. Right there where much of the jolt went straight to her pussy.
Swat Swat Swat Swat Swat Swat!
Ashley clamped her legs around Alyssa’s head, pinning Lys down to Ashley’s pussy. This served to reduce the volume of Alyssa’s screams as her face was now mostly in Ashley’s wet sex.
Ashley smiled up at me from underneath Alyssa.
“Daddy, spank her more.”
I laid down a fury of blows to Alyssa’s ass, the pink skin turning darker red as I watched. Her screams turned to sobs… jackpot.
I pushed two fingers hard up inside her vagina and twisted my hand a little so my thumb rubbed on her clit. After just a few hand thrusts, Alyssa’s body stiffened and convulsed as an intense orgasm overtook her. The room was filled with her screams, followed by long, low, deep moans. Secretions dripped out of her wet sex and into my daughter’s waiting mouth.
Alyssa would have rolled off of Ashley completely except Ash held her legs tight keeping her in the ass-up position. It was so inviting, seeing Alyssa’s ripe, red bottom sticking up in the air with her wet lips dripping spiderwebs of goo. I crawled up behind her, finding a place for knees amidst all the other body parts. I positioned my cock at her wet entrance. And I pushed.
Alyssa rose up on her hands as I penetrated her fully. Her tight pussy was super-lubricated and was no match for my passionate charge. I rammed my cock in and out of her with a fury seldom seen in men over the age of forty. I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back with my left hand as I spanked her ass cheek repeatedly with my right. She moaned and squealed in pain and ecstasy as my daughter encouraged me vociferously.
“Go Daddy! Fuck her hard! She’s just oozing on my face, don’t stop!”
I reached around Alyssa to squeeze her breasts as hard as I could, she screamed and I felt her pussy contract on my cock as she came again for the nth time. I spanked the sides of her breasts so they slammed against each other and bounced back out for me to smack again; what a fun game to play while fucking.
Alyssa’s arms gave out and fell back down onto Ashley again. I grabbed her hair again and growled at my daughter to put her mouth on her while forcing Allysa’s pussy down onto my daughter’s face. It was all becoming too much for me. I had been holding back but enough was enough, I reasoned. I was only going to last about a minute more.
“Girls,” I panted, the sweat dripping off me. “I’m going… gonna cum soon.”
Allysa turned her tear-streaked and pussy drenched face back to me and said, “Daddy… give me your seed.”
I slapped her face and asked her, “Are you my dirty cunt? Huh? My dirty cunt like Ashley is?”
Stunned, she nodded to me.
I slapped her face again.
“Say it.”
With tears in her eyes, she moaned, “I’m your dirtiest cunt, Daddy. Give me everything you fucking got.”
I slapped her face harder this time, then spanked her ass repeatedly as my orgasm approached with the subtlety of a freight train.
I slammed my hips into Alyssa one final time, roaring at the top of my lungs as my sperm shot out of my cock, flooding her cervix. Her pussy contracted tightly on my cock as I continued to pump seed into her, draining me. Ashley moaned incomprehensibly, maybe she was cumming too.
I collapsed on top of Alyssa, then rolled off to one side and fell behind her.
Ashley banged my leg like she was trying to get my attention, so I looked back to where she was, and gasped at the sight. My cum was pouring out of Alyssa’s pussy… into Ashley’s mouth. Ash licked and consumed all of it, pulling Alyssa’s lips apart to be sure she got it all. When the flow stopped, I pushed Alyssa off and kissed Ashley right on her mouth, tasting my own cum in the process. Ashley threw her hands around me and we kissed hard, loving every second of our embrace
Lys coughed several times, and began sobbing. She crawled up to us and we let her in the mutual hug. She kissed Ash very hard, then grabbed me and kissed me so hard our teeth clicked together. She laughed uncontrollably, cried, and hugged me more. I pulled her with me so I could lay on my back and each girl took a spot on each side of me.
“Are you okay, Alyssa? Love?”
She nodded affirmatively at me, unable to talk as she was so overwhelmed with emotions, orgasms, and residual pain.
I hugged both of my girls hard, telling them I loved them both, how amazing they were, how sexy and beautiful they were. I kissed both of their foreheads as they cuddled on my chest, facing each other amidst my chest hair. Ashley was nearly as wound up as Alyssa, but she had been through this before and began to settle down rather quickly.
Lys, on the other hand, was still sobbing but trying not to, which only made her sobs more intense when she let them happen.
“Daddy,” Ashley offered. “You should lie down on top of her.”
I cocked my eye at her, as if to say why?
“She needs, oh it’s hard to explain. But just do it, okay?” She rolled off me, and I pushed Alyssa onto her back. I climbed over on top of her, most of my weight on my knees and elbows.
“No, Daddy. Lay down on her. Make her feel your weight.”
With a questioning glance at Ashley, I complied and let myself down further on Alyssa to where most of my body weight was crushing her. Her arms wrapped around me, holding me. I pushed my arms under her and held her close as we kissed tenderly. Her sobs quickly waned, I kissed the tears on her cheeks and she smiled at me.
Ashley squirmed her head in there also, kind of sideways, and whispered, “It’s okay, honey. He’s your Daddy too.”
New tears of joy sprang from Alyssa’s eyes as all three of us kissed, and tongued, and held each other.
– – –
I woke up at about one in the morning, both girls were still attached to me as I lay on my back. Ashley’s technique of me laying on top of Alyssa seemed to calm her down. Maybe it’s like with newborns when they get fussy; you wrap them up tight in a blanket, burrito-style, and they calm right down. It’s somehow very comforting to them.
I shook them off, but they both woke, worried.
“It’s okay,” I said quietly. “I’m just thirsty, I need some ice water.”