[Author's Disclaimer: all characters are over the age of 20. This being Literotica-land, everyone is pretty free and open about their sexuality and are giving free, informed consent. If this is your first time with my characters, I hope you go back to read some of the earlier erotic adventures that Marion tells her daughter about later in the story.]
It was a golden time.
Every day Eleanor and her father drank deeply from the cup of their forbidden desire for each other. Every morning Eleanor would see her mother off to work. Hug at the door. "Bye Mom! Love you! Have a good day." She would watch impatiently until the car pulled out of the drive and was gone. Then she would hurry upstairs, frantically pulling off what little clothing she had on, leaving it strewn carelessly over bannisters or the middle of the hallway, so that naked she would enter her parent's bedroom.
Sliding between still warm sheets Daddy would wrap her in a lover's embrace and with caressing hands and gentle kisses they would relish the touch of skin to skin along the entire length of their rapidly entwined bodies. Daddy's hand softly stroking the curve of her bottom. His lips searching for her nipples. When she could feel the twitching of his hardness she would often push him onto his back and mount him, grinding her hips back and forth, holding him down with her fingers spread through his hairy chest, they would hold eye contact, chests heaving, breath panting, neither wanting to speak. When she could bear it no longer she would reach down with a finger and rub herself until her back arced and she cried out with a joyful aria before collapsing. Her orgasm was usually enough to bring Daddy to his own and she delighted in the sudden warmth from his seed spilling into her as she sprawled across his chest with his arms wrapped protectively around her.
Other mornings, Daddy was more deeply asleep and she would burrow beneath the sheets like a searching animal to find him and take him into her mouth. Eleanor loved tasting her mother's juices still on her father's swelling hardness and she would lick him carefully, and thoroughly. Taking him whole into her hungry mouth to suck him to arousal. Mornings like this, woken in a state of swollen urgent need, Jack would push his daughter onto all fours and thrust into her from behind, taking her like a rough beast. Eleanor would grip the headboard for support, her breasts swaying with each deep thrust, her nipples brushing over her mother's pillows adding an extra tingle of erotic charge. With her father's strong hands gripping her hips, and his thick, hard shaft ramming steadily into her Eleanor would give voice to her lust.
"Oh! Oh oh oh, unnnnh, ....aah, yes, fuck me daddy! Fuck me! That's right daddy! Fuck me hard! Oh God, please fuck me daddy!....oh oh oh OH FUCK!"
Once she had her explosive, screaming orgasm she would collapse her shoulders and rest her head on the pillow. Smiling and sighing with her bottom in the air, just enjoying the pleasure it gave her Daddy as he rammed his cock into her wet pussy until with a grunt his cock pumped her full of warm semen. Once soft, Jack would roll off onto his back. Eleanor would stay in the same position and look at him, her face smiling at him from her mother's pillow, while her father's come slowly dripped out of her pussy.
"Good morning, Sweetie."
"Good morning, Daddy!"
A leisurely, naked breakfast in front of the kitchen window would follow. Jack talked about work or a book he thought Eleanor might like. Eleanor talked about university and her friends there. Jack drank in the vision of Eleanor's golden curves with his tea. Eleanor admired Jack's strong, hairy body. He was starting to go grey in his chest and temples, but that just added to his dignity. He had a middle aged 'dad bod' but Eleanor liked that. He was, after all, her Daddy.
She sidled up behind him and cupped an ass cheek in each hand, giving them a playful squeeze. "You've got a cute butt, Dad. You know that?"
He turned around in her embrace and squeezed her bottom back. "Thanks for noticing. You're Mom thinks so too."
He looked down at her full, round breasts pushed into his chest hair. "You've got your Mom's ass and tits too."
Eleanor wiggled closer to him. "Thanks. Mom is pretty hot."
"Yes. Yes, she is."
Eleanor buried her face in her Dad's chest hair and asked quietly "Are you thinking about Mom while you're fucking me?"
Jack lifted her chin to look her in the eye. "What? No." He gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. "I am only thinking about you when we make love."
Their play would continue throughout the morning. With fingers and lips and tongues they would explore the contours of each other's body, slowly, sensuously taking and giving delight. Jack loved watching his daughter's face change and contort as he would finger fuck her on the sofa, her orgasm bringing him to a state of arousal. Eleanor loved licking and sucking her daddy's hard on. She would softly suck his balls, making him groan. After his sudden eruption of hot come into her mouth, she would climb, smiling wickedly, up his torso and grabbing his face in her hands she would kiss him deeply, and force her tongue between his eagerly opening lips, pushing his load of come into his mouth. Daddy's tongue would respond and they'd dance together, spreading the essence of their love until they both swallowed.
"Mmmmm" Jack sighed. "I taste good."
"Uh huh" Eleanor nodded, smiling. "You do."
Jack slid off the sofa to kneel on the floor. "Why don't you spread those legs for Daddy and let him have a taste of you?"
"Oh Daddy!" Eleanor giggled as she joyfully threw her legs over daddy's shoulders and spread her thighs before him. Jack lowered his face to her sex pungent bush and extended his tongue. As his thick, articulate muscle pushed into her, Eleanor arced her head back on the sofa and gasped with delight and surprise. Having Daddy kneeling in front of her like this, his head between her thighs. Searching her secret garden, worshiping at her inner temple filled her with a new found sense of wonder and joy.
"Oh Daddy! Yes! Eat me, Daddy! Oh....ohohohohoh..."
Eventually, of course, their mornings of love making would end. Deeply satisfied, Jack would pack his lunch box and head for his late shift at work. Eleanor, glowing from multiple orgasms and filled with her Daddy's come, would shower and dress and go help her Mother at the store.
Marion ran a small sex shop, "Aphrodite's Garden". Jack's job at the factory provided a decent steady income and the all-important health benefits, but Marion's small business was doing not badly either, helping to pay for three university tuitions. During the summer, there was an uptick in business from tourists, so it was nice having Eleanor home and old enough to help out.
"Hi Mom!" Eleanor sang as she came in the door. "How's business today?"
"Oh not bad. How was your morning with your Father?"
Eleanor smiled at her secret memories. "Oh, pretty good."
Marion indicated a box beside the sales counter. "Some more dildos and vibrators just arrived. Could you unpack them and put them into inventory tonight please?"
"Sure thing, Mom." Eleanor nodded dutifully.
She opened the box looking for the invoice. "Anything good?"
Marion shrugged. "I guess it depends on what you're looking for?" She smiled at her daughter. "Remember you get the Staff Discount!" She paused and then tweaked Eleanor's nose with a laugh. "But no playing at work!"
"Jeez, slave driver! You take all the fun out things."
Laughing still, Marion left. It was nice being able to leave the shop in capable hands and get out and enjoy a bit of the summer day. Perhaps she would go home and have a bit of a play herself before putting dinner on? While the kids were away at school and if Jack was working the late shift, she would spend a lot of the evening naked with a vibrator gently pulsing in her pussy while she watched television or read, causing her to float away on a cloud of almost continuous gentle orgasms.
Yes, it was great having Ellie home, but she really needed some naked time. She couldn't complain about the sex though. Jack was coming home pretty amorous lately, waking her up to fuck her hard and leave her howling. It was a new change in behaviour which made her wonder, but she wasn't going to complain. Maybe some co-worker was getting him all turned on? Maybe after the kids went back to school in September they'd have to revisit a bit of swinging? She hadn't been spit-roasted for decades now.
Marion started undressing as soon as she got in the door. She noticed Ellie's nightgown draped over the bannister and shook her head in dismay. Kids. Always expecting Mom to pick up after them. She tossed the nightie into Ellie's laundry hamper and then kept going to her own bedroom, stopping to get panties and bra off so that she was naked as she walked through the door.
She flung herself down on the unmade bed and spread her legs, running fingers through her soft bush and up her stomach to cup her breasts and tweak her nipples. Reaching for the nightstand drawer she pulled out one of her toys, a bright pink rabbit. Lubing it up, she spread herself and slowly, gently pushed it in. She lay back and let the pulsing, exquisite waves of pleasure flow up through her body as her hands cupped her breasts. Closing her eyes she thought of old partners, friends of hers and Jack's whom they had played with when they were young. She grabbed the toy and began pushing it in and out, thrusting harder, thinking of other cocks pushing into her, filling her with
Her phone burbled, breaking the mood.
"Hey Mom!" It was Hal, their son and the twin to their other daughter Isobel. Both were still away, doing some work internships for the summer.
