This story is for Padme. Hope you like it.
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It was a beautiful Monday morning. The sun was streaming through the windows and the birds were singing in the trees. I was in a good mood. I had fucked my daughter last night till she passed out while her mother lay unconscious in the bedroom. Darlene's pussy was real tight when I first impaled her with my cock but by the time I had finished with her she was wide open, oozing cum and pussy juice. I had to carry her to her bed and leave her there to come to. I decided to go and check on her.
Before I left the bedroom I glanced at the body of my wife under the sheets and confirmed she was still breathing. Damn tricky things those sleeping pills. You just had to give your intended victim the right dosage. Much as the thought appealed to me I just couldn't let Darlene's mom die of an overdose. I was too lazy to think of what to tell the cops and all that crap.
Darlene was lying on her back on the bed, her arms and legs all flung out. Her hair made a messy blonde halo round her head; her eyes were shut with her pretty mouth half open. Her massive breasts rose up and down as she snored, the two white globes so heavy that they spread over her chest and down her sides. The nipples were still hard and I wondered if that was how they always were. She was completely naked because I had stripped her of her soaked clothes before placing her on the bed and her young, juicy body was almost entirely covered with dried cum. There was cum on her cheeks and chin, between her tits, all over her thighs and her pussy hole which yawned at me. I cocked my head to one side to observe her. I got a kick seeing her so wasted and felt myself getting hard. I considered fucking her again as she lay helpless but I heard the phone ringing in the living room and reluctantly went to answer it.
"Yeah?"
"Mike?"
"Hey, Andy, what's up?"
Mike is my childhood friend. Tall, dark and handsome even in his fifties he was every much a bastard as I was. We shared everything as we grew up: food, toys, clothes and even women when we got old enough. Even my marriage didn't affect our relationship. He boasted to me that he would fuck my wife and I dared him to try. One day he triumphantly showed me a video he filmed with his camera phone of him ass humping my wife Catherine on my own bed when I wasn't home. Apparently she didn't know he had sneakily set up the phone to capture the action and she noisily moaned and squealed while Andy massaged her big boobs and made faces at the camera. When Catherine had finally passed out he took the liberty of getting close ups of her face, boobs and pussy. I was furious and incredibly turned on at the same time and demanded for him to delete it. Of course he refused but downloaded a copy for me instead. I still have it on my mobile; I use it to wank anytime I'm bored.
"I'm popping in this evening to say hi. Is that okay?"
"Sure, bro, come around."
"What do you have for me when I get there apart from booze and porn?"
"You've already had my wife, you greedy prick."
"Yeah, but I got tired of her big wobbly ass and boobs, Mike. When are you going to dump her spent ass and get a new wife?"
"Hmm... you know I think I have something for you."
"Really? What?"
"It's a surprise. Just bring your ass over here. And bring some mutherfucking weed as well."
"No, problem, my man. I hope you've got something good because I'm horny as hell."
"Have I ever let you down?"
"Nope. See ya!"
Andy hung up and I went back up to Darlene's room. There was no change in the scenery except for a bluebottle fly that was taking a morning hike across her right tit.
"Darlene, darling, wake up" I said as I gently shook her shoulders. She moaned and woke slowly.
"Daddy?"
"Are you okay, sweetheart?"
"I'm a little sore but I think I'm okay."
"Let's get you cleaned up okay? You're a mess.
"Alright, Daddy."
I prepared a bubble bath for her and told her to hop in. Taking off my shirt I was all parent-like as I gave her a good scrubbing. I ordered her to stand up and bend over as I thoroughly cleaned her ass crack and butt hole. I also cleaned her pussy and massaged her boobs. She grunted and groaned as my hands groped her and held on to my shoulders for support. When I was done I kissed her on the lips and wrapped her in a towel. Back in her room I told her what was up.
"Darlene?"
"Yes, Daddy?"
"I would like you to do me a favor."
"I would do anything for you, Daddy."
"Good girl! I have an old friend coming around this evening to see me. You haven't met him before and he doesn't know you're in town. I want you to help me host him."
"Okay! What do you want me to do?"
"Oh... nothing much. He's about my age and a bit lonely. His wife died in a car accident about ten years ago and he has never been happy since. I need you to make him happy."
This was a blatant lie. Andy had never been married but was I supposed to tell her outright that she would be the main course for my horny friend? Understandably Darlene oozed sympathy for my 'bereaved' friend.