“Fuck, fuck! Gonna…”
Dave’s cock was raging at the scene Erin was painting. God, she was a master! It took every ounce of will he had not to reach out and touch Casey’s naked body as she quivered in his lap.
“Every morning I’ll come to your room and spread my legs,” Erin continued, her picture nearing completion, “I’ll let you lick my pussy and get all that cum out of it. You’ll lick out all your daddy’s cum, and wish it was your pussy that he fucked.”
“Ah..ah…uhh, uughhhh!” Casey shrieked and came.
Dave almost lost his own load in his pants from the sheer perversity of what Erin described. It was made all the more exciting, because it was actually true. The daughter that he knew now, Casey the slut, truly would do just that. Dave couldn’t take anymore. His cock was aching. It had to come out.
He picked Casey’s naked body up and carried her up the stairs, casting a glance back at Erin. She leapt to her feet and followed them to the bedroom. Dave dumped Casey on the bed, where she simply lay back and tried to catch her breath.
Dave tore his shirt off and threw it aside, caught up in an animal desire. He took Erin in his arms and devoured her lips. She kissed him back just as enthusiastically, only breaking long enough to peel her shirt off, revealing her big, braless tits. Dave spared a glance in wonder, but then he was kissing again, his hands roaming down her sides, cupping her ass, moving up her back.
Casey, now recovered, watched as another of her perverse fantasies came to life before her eyes. Her dad made out passionately with her topless bestie. She knew that there was only one way this night was going to end. Erin was getting fucked. She was going to watch. She gently rubbed her cunt and groped her tits as she watched the couple sucking face.
Dave gently pushed Erin back on his bed, undid the catch on her shorts, and slid them down her legs. Her panties were gone the next instant, and she spread herself eagerly for him. Dave had not tasted pussy in a long time, and he was ravenous for it. He got to his knees and placed Erin’s legs over his shoulders, then buried his tongue in her moist slit. His experience availed him, and within moments his practiced technique returned.
“Yes!” Erin cried, “Ooh, yes, that’s so fucking good!”
There was a surprised muffled squeak, and when Dave looked up from between her legs he saw that Casey was lip-locked with Erin, groping her tits. Erin purred into Casey’s mouth as their tongues played with one another, lips smacking wetly. Not in his wildest fantasies had Dave ever imagined that he’d be in a threesome with his own daughter, but damn was it the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.
Erin bucked and came on his tongue, squeezing her legs together on either side of his head, lost to the pleasure. He pried them apart, stripping off his shorts as he stood. His cock bobbed, hard and happy as the two girls looked up at him expectantly. Dave took Erin’s legs and moved them onto the bed, then crawled between them. Her hand shot up and stroked his cock, but then the unexpected happened. Casey got to her knees and spit on the head of his dick. Erin and Dave both looked at her, shocked, but she just grinned and sidled up next to Dave.
“Do it, daddy,” She hissed in his ear, “Push your dick in that warm teenage pussy. It’s so wet and horny for you.”
Dave knelt, placed himself in position. His cockhead, coated with Casey’s spit, nestled snugly against Erin’s opening, parted her lips, found her wet entrance, and slipped inside, parting her folds.
“Oh, God!” Erin moaned.
Dave wrapped his arms around her, kissed her gently, slowly, and began to push. Erin squealed, clung to him, kissed back, and humped her pussy against him. Casey lay next to them on the bed and began to stroke herself as she watched her father slowly push his dick into her best friend’s inviting pussy.
Erin’s cunt walls sucked at Dave’s penetrating penis, accepting it, milking it, craving it. He bumped up against her hymen, stopped, gave another gentle nudge. Erin’s hands gripped at his shoulders, his hair, her mouth worked against his own. He drew back, pushed, and Erin squeaked, gasped, and then lay still. Dave waited. Casey came on her fingers.
Dave raised his head, looked Erin in the eyes, and said, “I swear, if I see those little hearts, I’m pulling out right now.”
She giggled, and answered, “You are not pulling out. You’re mine!” she put her lips to his ear, and whispered, “Fuck me until you cum.”
He did, gently, slowly, at first. She deserved it. She deserved someone to make love to her, to worship her this first time. She deserved to feel loved in all the ways that she’d made him feel it, had made Casey feel it. It no longer mattered if those ways were a little dirty, a bit…a lot unconventional. Not every way we love those around us has to be chocolate, presents, and jewelry, he thought. Sometimes, the best way to love is just to embrace the things that make each of us unique.
Me moved inside of her, rocking back and pushing in, feeling her body move against him as they found their rhythm. Theirs. It was theirs. He’d had his rhythm with Kathy, and that was gone. It had been wonderful and special, and he would always hold it in his heart and look back on it with fondness.
But, here was something else, special in its own unique and exciting way. It wasn’t the puppy dog love or devotion of a young man. This had been a slow-burning thing born out of years of dedication, tempered from his experience. This was a new chapter, a new love, one that encompassed the two people who mattered most in his life.
Erin bucked against him, and he met her with more powerful, intense thrusts, driving his cock deep into her. He watched Casey kissing her, his daughter’s hands groping and stroking Erin’s breasts as he fucked her closer and closer to their orgasm. When it came, the most wonderful pussy he’d ever felt contracted tightly around his shaft and demanded his cum. He surrendered to it easily, burying himself deep into her, holding her tightly as she threw her head back and gasped.
Jesus fucking Christ! Casey thought. It was the hottest fucking thing she’d ever seen. It wasn’t just the eroticism of the whole situation, the fact that she was getting off while her own dad fucked her best friend, it was watching the two of them together. Years ago, one simple mistake by a drunk woman had brought a stranger into her family, and today that stranger was part of it, an inseparable part. Watching her dad making love, not fucking, but making love to Erin was more exciting than the dirtiest porn she’d ever watched. It’s because it was real, she thought, it wasn’t just fantasy filth. It was real, and that was something that porn could never be. No matter how many dirty scenarios you watched, or how hot this or that person was, they would never be real. That was the difference.
The feel of a man releasing inside of her was like nothing Erin could describe. It was one thing to watch porn and see videos or pictures of cumshots. It was quite another to feel the power of the man you loved holding tightly to your naked body, while his cock blasted powerful shots of cum into your quivering pussy. She’d thought that all that filthy porno had prepared her to take on anything. She was wrong. So very wrong. She wasn’t ready for the rush of emotion that surged straight through her heart as the rhythm they’d built up together culminated in that shared, explosive moment of pure heaven. She wasn’t prepared for the way it would make her feel, like her heart was so full that it could burst.