“Oh, yes, yes, that’s it,” she moaned. “Fuck me hard, Daddy! Pound me!”
I rammed my dick into my wife’s pussy. She squeezed around me, her Kegels making her cunt nice and tight. A pleasure to ram in to. I buried into her snatch again and again. My balls smacked into her while I pictured it was Candy I fucked.
My sweet, young, nubile daughter. I grunted, groaned. I slammed forward hard. Fast. I buried to the hilt in her snatch. I plundered her cunt with powerful strokes. Her pussy clenched around me. She gripped me. Held me tight. That pussy felt amazing in me. A wonderful treat to enjoy.
“You’re fucking me so hard, Daddy!”
“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, getting lost to the fantasy. “Such a tight cunt, Candy!”
The front door clattered open.
“Don’t stop fucking me, Daddy!”
Footsteps reached towards us. I groaned, slamming into my wife as our daughter burst into the kitchen holding the mail. I should stop fucking my wife, but she felt so tight. So hot. And there was Candy, about to see us.
“Daddy, you have jury duty and…” She stared at us. The mail slipped from her hands as I drilled into my wife’s pussy.
“Yes, yes, fuck me hard, Daddy!” my wife moaned.
Candy’s eyes widened. She mouthed what my wife just said as I drove into Rachel’s pussy. Her cunt squeezed around me while Candy swayed. Then she squeaked and darted away, her black hair flying behind her as she left the kitchen.
“She’s going to masturbate!” gasped my wife. “Masturbating imagining you fucking her!”
“Shit, shit, shit!” I growled and erupted in my wife, imagining Candy running her fingers up and down her shaved pussy. Caressing her hot flesh. Pretending I was fucking her and not her mother.
The pleasure slammed through my body. A dizzying shudder as my spunk pumped into my wife’s pussy. Her twat writhed around me. Her spasming pleasure surged through my body. Stars burst across my vision.
“Yes, yes, yes, pump me full of your cum, Daddy!” howled my wife as her twat milked me dry.
I wanted to do that for real. So badly. I leaned over the counter, my wife’s pussy spasming around my cock as my orgasm died down. It would be so easy to go up to my daughter’s bed. So easy, and it would be so wrong.
* * *
Alysha Walsh
“Goddamn fuck,” my mother swore in the background.
I rolled my eyes. What did that bitch have to get mad about now? I couldn’t wait until I was done with college. One more month, and I would be gone. I would be heading to my brother. He would hold me in his strong arms again. He would make such sweet love to me. Our mother couldn’t stop our happiness.
“Jury duty?” muttered my mother.
I rolled my eyes. “Just lie and tell them you can’t get out of work,” I said, not wanting to hear her rant. I was watching Judge Murray. “That’s what my friend Cindy’s dad did. Said it was a financial hardship.”
“I work for the county,” Mom answered. “So I have to go. There’s a law. The county will pay me, give me time off, so I have no excuse.”
“Great. You’ll probably end up on the Elliston case and send them to prison for the rest of their lives.”
“You want him to get off, don’t you?” she accused.
“You better believe it.” I clicked off the TV. I could stream this episode later when she wasn’t around. I stood up, my anger building. “You broke our family apart.”
“I was keeping it together,” she spat back. “Your brother’s the one who–”
“I seduced Jaiden as much as he seduced me!” I hissed back. “I can’t wait to move out and find him. Good luck ever seeing your grandchildren! Ever seeing me!” I marched down the hallway to my bedroom. “Summer’s almost here. Then I’m gone!”