Dad's Incestuous Daughters
"Daddy!" Linda moaned as she worked her pussy up and down my cock. "Yes, yes, Daddy!"
The week since we'd started our incestuous relationship had been wild. I couldn't believe the things we'd done in my office while the rest of the family was busy in other parts of our large house. Quarantine was still on, and here I was savoring my eighteen-year-old daughter's cunt sliding up and down my cock. Her black hair swayed about her face. Her blue eyes shone. I gripped her ass, my computer chair creaked.
"Oh, Daddy, I'm going to cum," Linda moaned, her pussy squeezing about my dick.
Ever since she snuck into my bedroom after I had made love to Ashley, my wife, and had sucked me off, things had changed. Linda had learned so much about sex, ostensibly for her stories. But that was the pretense. She had hardly written any of her stories.
She had spent a lot of time researching with my cock. Oral, anal, and different positions. Bent over the desk, pinned to the wall, on her hands and knees, riding me like she was right now, on her back, her side. She'd deep-throated my cock. I fucked her face.
We had done so many things. I groaned, my eighteen-year-old daughter working me towards that orgasm. The rest of the family would be disgusted. My wife would divorce me. My son, Clancy, would despise me. My other two daughters, Nancy and Renee, would think I was a disgusting pervert. But I couldn't stop. Linda was addictive.
Her pussy squeezed about my cock as she slid up my shaft. My balls tightened. I came closer and closer to erupting. Closer and closer to spurting my cum into her snatch. To just flooding her with all my spunk. My face twisted with rapture.
"Oh, Daddy, yes!" she moaned. "I'm so close. Are you going to cum in me?"
"Yes, yes, I am!" I groaned, gripping my daughter's asscheeks. She slammed her pussy down my cock.
The door to my office opened.
Ashley walked in, her blonde hair framing her smiling face. I had been looking at the door, my back to the desk, and I froze, my daughter's cunt squeezing about my dick. Linda threw a look over her shoulder and squeaked in fright.
"Michael, honey," my wife said pleasantly like she wasn't seeing our eighteen-year-old daughter impaled on my cunt. "The garbage disposal is clogged. When you have a minute, can you unclog it."
I gaped at my wife as she strolled over to Linda and me.
"You can finish up with Linda, of course," she said and ducked her head down and kissed me on the lips. And not a quick peck, either. It was a hot one. My dick throbbed in my daughter's cunt.
What the fuck was going on here?
Ashley broke the kiss, her blue eyes flashing to Linda. She then kissed our daughter on the lips. Linda squeaked, her pussy clenching down on my cock. She shuddered on me, my wife's lips working on my daughters. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock.
What the fucking hell was fucking going on here?
Ashley broke the kiss and said, "So you're taking care of your dad?"
Linda gave a slow, stunned nod.
"But you're not riding him," Ashley said, sounding exasperated. "You have to ride him to make him cum. Here, let me help you."
My wife's hand slid over mine gripping Linda's left butt-cheek. Her fingers slid into our daughter's crack, moving down. Then Linda gasped, her back arching and cunt clamping down on my cock hard.
"Mommy!" she squealed.
"Oh, I am positive your father has broken in this hole," Ashley said. "He's my husband, sweetie. I know what he likes. And since your my daughter, I know what you like."
Ashley was fingering our daughter's asshole? Had the world gone mad?
Then Ashley ducked her head down and sucked on Linda's small nipple topping her round breasts. My daughter squealed in delight. My wife nursed and moved her hand. The wet sound of her sucking filled the room.
My daughter squirmed on my cock, stirring her cunt around my dick. Her flesh squeezed and relaxed. She moaned and groaned, her pants growing louder and louder while my wife kept sucking with passion on Linda's nipple.
The ache swelled at the tip of my cock as the pleasure of this moment swelled through me. It was incredible to watch my wife suckling on my daughter's nipple. I had no idea Ashley had any bisexual desires in her or that she would be fine with me fucking our youngest daughter.
The chair creaked. My pants rose. Linda's face contorted. She moaned and gasped and whimpered. She made such cute and adorable sounds while my wife fingered her asshole and suckled at her nipple. My balls tightened, the explosive ache building at the tip of my cock.
"Fuck," I breathed.
"I know, Daddy," groaned my daughter. "She's sucking on me. It's... Oh, Daddy, it's so strange. She's really, really, really sucking on me. It's making me dizzy. I'm going to cum."
"Good," I groaned, loving the way she squirmed her little cunt around my dick, my own orgasm building and building.
"Mommy!" she gasped. "Oh, Mommy, I'm going to... to... Yes!"
My daughter bucked. Her black hair flew, blue eyes squeezing shut. Her cunt rippled around my cock. That tight, hot, and young cunt rippled and writhed around my dick. It was amazing. Just absolutely amazing.
The pleasure convulsed around my shaft. The heat rushed through my body. My daughter's hot cunt sucked at my cock. She made me feel incredible. I groaned, my face contorting. The pressure at my dick hit that peak.
"Oh, fuck," I groaned and erupted.
My wife ripped her mouth off our daughter's nipple. Ashley turned to face me, her blonde hair swaying over her shoulders, her big boobs jiggling against her very tight crop top. "Are you pumping your seed into our daughter's cunt?"
"Yes," I groaned.
"Wonderful," she moaned and kissed me with heat.
I shuddered, my dick pumping spurt after spurt of my jizz into my daughter's cunt while my wife thrust her tongue past my lips. She swirled it around in my mouth. It was incredible. I loved it. My eyes squeezed shut as every blast of my incestuous cum into my daughter's young womb sent me to the heights of rapture.
I hovered there for one glorious moment, spurting my last blast of spunk into Linda's cunt. I growled into my wife's kiss. My daughter whimpered, her pussy's convulsions slowing. She stopped milking my cock and slumped forward.
My wife broke the kiss. "There. Wasn't that nice."
"Yeah," I panted, still stunned.
My wife straightened and pulled her hand from Linda's asshole. My wife held up two fingers and thrust them in her mouth, sucking on them as she sauntered out of the office. She paused at the door, cheeks hollowing, lips ruby. She wore a tight skirt that hugged to the curve of her ass.