I'm pleased that y'all are so pleased with the first installment of this series. I hope you enjoy Chapter 2 as much!
As always, this is a work of fiction and all characters exist solely within the confines of this story and my very crowded mind! I look forward to hearing your comments. Enjoy!
I woke up hungry. It was dark and I was on the couch, stretched out, a light comforter thrown over me. I sat up and leaned over to turn on the lamp sitting on the end table. An antique clock Sandra had inherited from her grandmother that was sitting on the dormant fireplace mantel informed me it was nearly eleven o'clock. I suddenly realized I was missing my pants and then I smiled, the memories flooding back of having Sandra stretched out on the couch, one of her legs propped up along the back of the couch while I was on top of her, slamming my cock into her with a vengeance, both of us caught up in the lust produced by my recounting of my afternoon adventure.
My zaftig wife was writhing under me, her pussy a molten cauldron of pussy cream that had gotten wetter and hotter as I had told how our daughter, Jilly and I had taken our flirtatious relationship beyond the realm of fantasy when I had taken her shopping at an adult video/bookstore for porn movie DVDs so she'd leave her brother's stash alone and that we'd wound up paying a tall, curly haired blonde lap dancer to give us both dances and in the end, had brought each other to orgasm by masturbating each other.
Sandra had seemed somewhat annoyed at the fact that there had been a third party involved, but was unable to muster much anger over it as my descriptions of fingering our child's pussy while she jacked me off sent her nearly into orgasm itself and that she became a wild beast as I fucked her while reliving the experience over and over again. We'd began on the floor, my wife riding my lap and before we had finished, I'd fucked her doggy style and then threw her back on the couch, her housedress in tatters and fucked her until I emptied a heavy load of cum in her motherly cunt.
Her only comments before we both fell asleep was that while she had only given her blessing to me to expand on my relationship with Jill less than twenty-four hours ago, given what happened, she was amazed that I hadn't actually fucked our daughter yet.
I remember telling my wife that while I was sure that Jilly and I would no doubt be fucking each other soon enough, I would let her decided when she was ready for such a big and taboo step. I had then fallen asleep, my now dormant cock still nestled against Sandra's semen filled pussy.
I stood up and stretched, feeling muscles pop and complain. I found my pants, neatly folded on the back of the couch and slipped them on. I padded on bare feet into the kitchen and got a drink of water. Even as I started to wonder where Sandra was, I heard the sound of giggling coming from beyond the kitchen on the deck. I moved that way and peered through the screen door. A small bug zapper provided the only illumination, the bugs not yet a problem this time of Spring.
I paused at the door and again heard giggling and then the clinking of glass. Voices became discernible and I realized Sandra and Jilly were outside. I stepped out on the deck and glanced around, pausing as I spied my wife and daughter in the hot tub. I felt my heart beat a little faster as the two women I loved more than anything in the world came into focus.
I watched unnoticed as I realized the two were drinking something, wine judging from the outline of the bottle on the wooden rim of the tub. I watched Jilly's blonde mane lean in towards her Mom's head – mostly hidden in shadow and then they seemed to merge and in the stillness of the Spring evening, I heard the quiet, wet noises of kissing. I quietly walked towards them, able to see them more clearly as my vision adjusted to the dimly lit deck.
I felt my cock twitch as I realized my wife and daughter were naked in the hot tub, Jilly's pale, flawless skin standing out starkly in contrast to my wife's more olive complexion. As they seemed to almost float in the bubbling water, I saw their breasts surface and disappear, then reemerge as Sandra pursued the kiss, leaning Jilly back and causing their sizeable breasts to emerge breathtakingly from the water. I realized that Sandra was cupping one of our daughter's breasts with her hand, slowly caressing it in a circular motion.
I stepped a little closer and a board creaked underneath me and caught their attention, the kiss ending as they both turned my way. They didn't move apart, Sandra's hand not moving from Jilly's breast and I felt my cock growing down my pant leg as the sight of my wife and daughter, naked and still in a loving embrace gave me a memory I would happily savor the rest of my life.
Jilly rested her head on Mom's shoulder and said softly, "Hi, Daddy."
Sandra looked up at me and smiled, "Hello, sleepyhead,"
"Ladies," I murmured back, admiring the erotic and incestuous view. "Having fun?"
Jilly giggled and looked up at her mother and said, "Oh, just girl talk, Daddy." She giggled again and Sandra looked down at her and then gently kissed her on the lips, making my cock throb with envy and arousal.
"Am I interrupting?" I asked. "If you ladies need a little alone time..."
Sandra's hand slowly caressed our daughter's breast and I could imagine how hard and swollen Jilly's nipples were. "Oh no, John, just chatting about you and Jilly and some rules and about slitlicking."
"Slitlicking?" I repeated, raising an eyebrow.
"You know, Daddy – eating pussy," replied Jilly. "Mom and I have been discussing it. Did you know Mom's never licked a girl's pussy before?"
