SUNDAY MORNING
I wish Mom could be part of this
.
My 18-year-old daughter, naked, cuddling with me and clutching my genitals, had just uttered those words, and my penis grew completely erect in seconds. Cait actually struggled a bit to keep her slender fingers around my shaft as it stiffened to its full thickness. She had been watching me, but as she felt my cock thicken she turned her head to watch it grow.
"Okaaaaayyy," she said carefully. "That was an interesting reaction."
"Uhhh..." was all I could stammer.
Cait looked back up at me, her eyes wide. She said, "I just replayed in my head what I just said to you, I can see how that would be rather provocative, but..." She gave my stiff erection a squeeze. "But wow!"
I still had no words. My cock, hard as a steal pole now, was serving as my reaction to the idea of sharing a bed with both my beautiful wife
and
my daughter.
"So," Cait said, taking on a slightly sarcastic tone (as well as starting to stroke my cock), "I'm going to take a wild guess here and assume you like the idea of Mom being here with us right now." The fact that she was stroking my cock informed me that she wasn't upset about me thinking something like that, so I simply gave her a sheepish grin.
"Well..." I started.
She cut in, "I can see why you reacted the way you did, based on how I phrased my statement. But I was actually referring to the fact that probably the only thing I don't like about all this is keeping it
from
Mom."
"I understand," I said, truthfully. I was quickly becoming more than comfortable with sleeping with my own daughter, but this also meant I was now cheating on Heather. It was something I still didn't know how to reconcile, and I was nervous about it, but also relieved that Cait was bringing it into the open for discussion.
"The whole situation is weird," Cait went on. "Yes, we are technically fooling around behind Mom's back, but...well, I'm not just some floozy you met at a bar on a business trip. I'm family!"
"Yes, we are," I said, "but..." I gestured the fact that my family member was giving me a hand job at the moment."
Thankfully, Cait did not cease from her stroking. But I could see her mind whirling. She said, "I just wish there was a way to approach Mom about this in a way that she could accept the new...
intimacy
that you and I have entered into."
Despite the wonderful feeling of my daughter stroking my cock, which was now dribbling copious amounts of precum, I was able to cling to just a
bit
of reality. I said: "Pumpkin, how would you suggest even beginning to broach the subject of our 'intimacy,' as you call it, with your mother?"
"I guess we would have to just start probing her about it in an indirect way."
"How so?"
Cait didn't answer right away. She first turned back toward my cock, watching her own little fist move up and down on the shaft. Then she scooched her head down and gave the head of my cock a little lick, then a few sucks. I let out a moan of pleasure.
Between sucks, she asked, "For starters, have you ever been with two girls at once? A threesome?"
I was stunned by the blunt question, but Cait was clearly very interested in the answer; she was watching my face intently while giving my cock the occasional lick and suck while she stroked it.
"Well," I said. "As a matter of fact, yes."
"Really?!"
"Yes...well, sort of, mostly."
Cait actually giggle around my cock. She lifted her head. "What do you mean, 'mostly?'"
I smiled at her. "I actually refer to it as a 'two-and-a-half-some.'" She gave me a puzzled look. "I'll explain: as you know, your mom and I started dating in college, and, before her, I had only been with a few girls."
"One of them being the famous Shannon," Cait said, her voice a bit muffled by my cock.
"Yes," I said, thoroughly enjoying the fellatio as I recounted my story. "When your mom and I had been dating a couple of years, but still before we got married, we somehow got on the subject of threesomes, and how that is a typical guy's classic fantasy."
"Mm-hmm." Cait was in full blowjob mode now, her head bobbing up and down. But she kept brushing her hair to one side, watching me, still quite eager to hear my story, which I had to power through to continue, because my daughter's lips and tongue on my cock was
very
distracting!
"At one point," I said, trying to control my breathing, "your mom pointed out that, had she and I not become a steady item in college, I would probably be going through several different girls as a bachelor, sewing my oats, as it were. She surmised that I would probably even be able to get a threesome going if I found the girls willing to do it. Also, at this point in our relationship, I hadn't officially proposed to your mom, but we had discussed marriage in general, and it was quite clear that we would get married, sometime after college."
I realized Cait had actually paused sucking me. I didn't want the stimulation to stop, but when I looked at her I saw that she had simply paused to study me, trying to figure out where I was going with this. I tried to get to the point more quickly:
"Your mom said something to the effect that, if we were going to be together for the rest of our lives, she didn't want me regretting not having experienced some of the physical pleasures of life that I probably would have as a single guy. So...she offered to find a girl to join us in bed."
Cait lifted her head from my cock. "Holy shit!"
I chuckled. "Yeah, that was pretty much my reaction, too."
"So, what happened?"
I winked. "You go back to what you were doing, and I'll get back to my story."
She winked back. "Yes, Daddy," and while still watching me, she took the head of my cock back into her mouth, sucking me steadily while also stroking the lower half of my shaft with her first, using her own saliva, and my pre-ejaculate, as lubricant.
