22 comments/ 51356 views/ 143 favorites Accepting Her for Dad By: Imstillfun It started during my first spring break from college. I was 18 and decided to spend the week at my dad's new home on the lake. I was happy I was going home to see my dad but not thrilled about going to the new house. My folks had been divorced since I was 10. I spent my time 50/50 between them. Depending on her boyfriend du jour my mom moved at least 5 times. Their agreement kept me in the school system. My dad's house stayed the same. It was where I was stable. After I went out of state to college, my dad decided it was safe to sell and move. I didn't blame him. There wasn't anything left to tie him to the old house, but along with college it was another change for me. I'd seen the house briefly over Christmas break. Dad was looking for a new house and it was one of the ones we looked at. It was actually my favorite. It was more of a beach house than the suburban house I grew up in. Well, with dad at least. With mom it was mostly apartments. Single/divorced guys don't often have houses. Sometimes, on every other weekend, the apartments were crowded as dads got to see their children. I had 2 ex step sisters and 2 ex stepbrothers. All older than me. All nice enough people but I wasn't really close to any of them. Dad's new house was on a lake. It had 5 small bedrooms, 3 baths, 2 with small showers, one luxurious which, although not in the master bedroom, was obviously used as a master bath. It then had one great room/kitchen with almost all glass doors and windows and no walls. There were amazing views of a small beach, the lake, and the wooded area out back. Last it had decks all around that led down to a private dock. Part of the deck was raised with a hot tub overlooking the beach. It wasn't a crowded beach. It was small. There were 2 other houses, mostly separated by trees. The one furthest away also had a dock. Few people came to swim here as it was small, there was a huge beach 200 yards away, and the docks made it hard to swim. This was where I was going. It was beautiful, but still new and did not feel like going home. Dad was there when I got there. I hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. I'd missed him. He was 6'1" and had big shoulders. He felt solid. He was always my anchor. He stayed in shape by swimming. He always smelled great. He showed me which room was mine. I'd actually already chosen it, but dad had moved all my stuff, decorated, and had really worked to make it mine. Lots of my old stuff hanging on the walls with new pictures and some furniture and art that showed dad really knew my tastes. We spent Friday night through Sunday morning catching up on me, school, my social life. Nope no boyfriend yet dad. I'd actually had a brief one. I'd lost my virginity to him, but it really wasn't meant to be. It was fun for a while. I told dad about all but the virginity part. I was loving the house. It was actually beginning to feel like a home. It was a peaceful, relaxing refuge. I was enjoying it and being close to my dad. Then on Sunday he dropped the bomb. I mean, I should have expected it. Dad was 45, handsome, and well off. As far as I knew he had never dated while I was growing up. I didn't know what he did when I was at mom's, but I never met anyone. It was at breakfast he told me. "Cindy, there's someone I want you to meet," he said. In the back of my mind, I kind of knew what he was going to say, but a part of me was hoping it was a contact for me to get ahead in life, or a boy he'd thought I would like. I didn't say anything. He went on. "I've met a very nice woman and we've become close. Close enough that I think it's time you met her," he continued. I didn't know what to say. "OK," was all that came out. Her name was Laurel. It sounded familiar. He told me I'd met her before. It hit me. She was the real estate agent who showed us the house. I tried to remember her. I remembered she was nice. I remembered thinking she was pretty, but I really couldn't picture her. "The real estate agent?" I asked. He smiled. He was obviously happy I remembered her. "Yes that's her." I just kind of sat there. I knew I should be happy for him, but he'd been mine alone for so long i felt like something was being taken from me. "You OK?" he asked. I came out of my stupor. "Of course dad. It's about time you met someone," I replied. I am not sure how much conviction I said it with. "Have you been seeing her long?" Turns out they had started dating almost the week she'd shown us the house. Right after I'd returned to school. He felt it was getting kind of serious and thought it was time I got to know her. He asked if we could go out for dinner with her that night. "Of course," I said. "I'd love to meet her." He was happy. I was always glad when he was happy. He hugged me and told me he was going to call her and make arrangements. I put the dishes away and cleaned up. I was kind of numb inside and didn't feel or think much of anything. Mostly had logical thoughts. 'Of course he'd met someone. Why wouldn't he? I should be happy. He shouldn't be alone his whole life.' I went out to sit on the deck. It was still a little cool that day. I took a blanket and laid out on a deck chair. I wasn't happy. I knew it was wrong of me, but there was a part of me that felt she was stealing my man. Dad had been mine, and mine alone, since I was 10. Now there was someone trying to take my place, or at least come between us. We spent the day chatting and just puttering around the house. Sunday we got ready for dinner. We weren't in a fancy area, but we were going to the nicest restaurant in town. I put on a nice pair of jeans, heels, and a cute pullover top. I checked myself out in the mirror. I looked good. At 5'3" and 120lbs, I could stand to lose 10 lbs, but those 10 lbs gave me great curves. My long brown hair hung to the middle of my back. My frame easily supported my 32c breasts and the bra and top I was wearing made them look great. I knew I was attractive. I'd got hit on enough at school. Tonight, I wanted to look extra attractive. Satisfied with how I looked I met dad in the great room. "You look beautiful," he said. Dads have to say that stuff, but I always felt he meant it and it made me feel beautiful. We were going to meet Laurel at the restaurant. We got there a bit early and were given a table. I was facing the door. I saw her before dad did. I was stunned. I remembered she was pretty. I didn't remember how pretty. She was about 5'6", looked about 30. I was found out later 35, but she looked younger. She had curves, curves that moved in that way that you had to stop and look. There was a certain sexiness about her. She had thick almost black hair that came down between her shoulder blades. I looked around. I think everyone in the restaurant, at one point, turned to look at her as she walked to the table. She was wearing a red wrap dress with long sleeves. The neckline showed some cleavage but nothing inappropriate. It clung to her top half like a second skin. At her hips it flared out. It was knee length but as she walked you could see a flash of thigh well above her knee. She was gorgeous and sexy. She walked up to our table. Dad stood up and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. It bothered me a bit. He introduced us. "It's so nice to finally meet you," she said. "Well," she said humorously, "I know we've met before and, with as much as your dad talks about you, I feel I know you, but it's nice to finally have a chance face to face." It was obvious she was sincere. She had a beautiful smile and a friendly lilting voice. I thought briefly that it came with her job, but it was probably the fact that she was sincere that made her good at her job. She sat and joined us. She asked me about my life, talked about my dad, her job. She kept the conversation going. She often made both my dad and I laugh. I didn't make much effort in the conversation. There was a part of me that was enjoying it and a part of me that wasn't happy she was there. The night went well. Dad invited her back to our place after dinner. She asked me if that was OK. She made it clear it was OK to say no, and that she understood I wanted my dad time and she didn't want to intrude. I was actually not sure, but I told her it was fine and that she was welcome. As dad and I drove home he asked me what I thought. I told him she seemed nice and that I liked her. Both were true, even though I didn't like that I liked her. Then I said,"I didn't remember how gorgeous she was." Dad said he thought I was beautiful too. "Dad, the whole restaurant did not turn and look at me when I walked in." "Well," he said. "I see you all the time, and every time I see you I am amazed by how pretty you are. When I don't see you for a while, and you come home, I am always, again, struck by your beauty." That made me feel good, but in a way I didn't remember dad telling me I was pretty, made me feel before. I felt more like I was being compared, woman to woman, with Laurel. I liked that. . Laurel came over. Dad opened some wine. Eventually I began to feel like a 3rd wheel and I decided to go to bed. I kissed dad goodnight and hugged him. I extended it a bit by telling him how happy I was to be home. I hung on him a little longer than usual and a bit closer. I felt like I was reminding Laurel he was still mine. I said goodnight to Laurel and headed to my room. As I undressed, I heard them go outside on the deck. My bedroom and dad's bedroom had sliding glass doors leading to the deck and facing the lake. They were pretty close to my door. My curtains were closed but the door was slightly open to let the fresh air in through the screen. . "That went well," dad said. "Pretty good," said Laurel, "but your little girl is not entirely happy to share you." "What do you mean?" he asked. "A woman can tell. She feels a bit like I'm cutting into her territory. You've been her man for a long time. Now she sees me as a bit of a rival." "Don't be silly," dad said. "She's my daughter." "She's still a woman," Laurel responded. "A beautiful one at that. Maybe I should be jealous?" She laughed. "She is beautiful," said my dad. "When I haven't seen her for a while, and she comes home, I am always struck by how beautiful she is and wondering how such a beauty came out of me," he laughed. "Well, you're pretty sexy yourself," she replied, "and I guess I should be flattered that such a gorgeous, sexy thing still can think of me as competition. The good thing is I know you're enough man to handle both of us." That made me feel kind of weird. I liked that fact they both thought I was beautiful, and, Laurel said I was sexy. But that last line, 'handle both of us' made me feel weird. I was tingly excited by it, and embarrassed by the fact I was feeling tingly excited by it. "Well, I like handling you," dad said playfully. "Anytime," purred Laurel. They stopped talking. I couldn't help myself. I looked out my window. If I stood just the right way I could see them on the deck in the moonlight. They were kissing. My stomach knotted up but also fluttered. I felt a little voyeuristic. Sexy voyeuristic. I saw Laurel straddle my dad. She undid the ties of her dress and fell open. Laurel had amazing breasts. Her nipples were hard in the cool night air. She lowered them to my dad's lips. She threw her head back and moaned as he sucked on them. I knew I should stop watching but something made me stay where I was. Laurel slid off the deck chair onto her knees and she undid my dad's pants. She pulled out his cock and wrapped her hand around it and started stroking it. I watched it get hard. It looked big in her hands. Then, she glanced at my window. I reflexively stepped back. I was pretty sure she couldn't see me, but her looking up startled me. She looked down at dad's cock and, with a small smile, lowered her mouth onto it. I had never seen, nor given, a blowjob before. I stood and watched. It looked like she knew what she was doing. Her hand slowly worked its way up and down the shaft as she bobbed her head on the tip and a bit more. My dad put one hand on the back of her head. It looked like he grabbed her hair and was helping her move her head on his cock. I was feeling jealous. I was feeling dirty and guilty for watching. I was also getting horny. I didn't masturbate a lot, but this was turning me on. As I was undressing earlier I had taken off my jeans and shirt. I had been watching them in just my bra and panties. Now I slipped my hand into my panties and started playing with myself. My fingers found my clit, they slid into my pussy. I was dripping wet. I put a hand on the wall to steady myself. Every time Laurel pulled her head back I could see more of dad's cock. I found myself waiting for those moments where she'd pull it out of her mouth completely so I could see his entire cock. Then she pulled her mouth off him and looked straight at my window. I was still pretty sure she couldn't see me, but it felt weird having her looking my way, holding dad's hard cock in her hand. She smiled. This time at my window, and then started sucking his cock again. I kept playing with my pussy. All of a sudden dad tensed up. Laurel stopped moving but kept her lips around dad's cock. After a few minutes she pulled her mouth away. I could see his cock was softening. She must have swallowed all his cum. With that thought I closed my eyes and came on my fingers. She lay next to dad on the deck chair. I saw dad try to pull her panties off. She stopped him, kissed him lightly on the lips, and stood up. "Next time stud," she said. "I better be going. I have to work tomorrow." Dad stood up with her. He kissed her. I didn't like him kissing her. As they walked around the deck to her car she took one more look at my window. I was beginning to worry that she had seen me. Normally I sleep in a long T shirt and panties. Usually one of my dad's old ones. I took off my bra and threw a T on. I started to get into bed but realized my panties were wet. I took them off too and climbed into bed. I felt wrapped in dad's shirt. My mind wandered to the scene I'd just watched. My hand slid to my pussy again. I drifted off to sleep with my fingers against my clit. I woke up the next morning and heard dad making breakfast. Dad typically worked from home, so we had plenty of time together. I stood up and looked in the mirror. Normally I would have just headed out to breakfast. Instead I brushed out my hair and changed. I chose a cute small pair of boy short panties and a T shirt that hung about 2" below my ass. It was one of my Ts so it followed my curves rather than hung loosely on me. My breasts pushed against the material. Satisfied with my looks I went out to breakfast. Dad looked at me and smiled. ""Well there's my pretty little girl," he said. I walked up to him, hugged him, and said I was glad to be home. As I put my arms around his shoulders I could feel my shirt pull up over my ass. If he was behind me he would have seen my panty covered ass. The thought made me tingle. I looked up at his face. He put his hands on my hips. I think he was shocked to encounter bare skin. He looked confused as to what to do. He just let them rest loosely where they were. I just put my head against his chest. "Everything is so changed," I said. "It's weird coming home. The only thing the same is you." "Everything changes as we get older. The one thing that will never change is that you are my girl and I love you more than anything in this world," he said. I stood on tiptoes and kissed him on his cheek. I kissed him almost on his lips. I'd never done that before and I knew I was doing it on purpose. As I stretched to kiss him my hips moved in his hands. I knew they brushed the top of my panties. It excited me. Shocked him. He moved his hands higher. Squeezed me tight then let me go. I turned to go sit at the table. I hadn't planned it, but because my shirt was fitted it did not fall back into place. My little boy shorts were not a thong, but they covered less than a bathing suit. I was exposing more of my ass than my dad had seen since I was a baby. I reached up and tugged my shirt into place. I glanced back at him. "Sorry," I said. "Don't worry about it," he replied. We sat down to eat. We talked about school, work, Laurel. He asked what I was going to do. I told him I had friends I was going out with that night. I asked if he was going to see Laurel. He told me they'd been seeing each other almost every day so that if I was going out she might come over. I took his hand. "Dad, I'm 18. I know what grownups do. Does Laurel stay here often when I'm at school?" I asked. "More often than not," he replied. He was very self conscious about it. "It's OK dad," she can stay over." I know I meant it, but as I said it, I also regretted it. "Are you sure," he asked. I stood up from the table. As I did I realized my shirt had pulled up again. My panties were completely exposed. Dad was looking at me. I think he was trying not to, but didn't know anywhere else to look. I bent over and kissed him very close to his ear. "I'm sure daddy," I said. "I only want to make you happy." I made no effort to adjust my shirt. Ass and panties showing I went back to my room to get dressed. I looked back and saw him watching me. "I love you," I said. "I love you," he replied. I went to my room and got undressed. I heard my dad go into his room and shut the door. I then remembered the bathroom was in the hall, I was naked, and the towels were in the hall closet. I peaked out my door. Dad's door was closed. I decided to go for it. I ran to the closet, grabbed a towel, jumped in the bathroom and shut the door. I leaned against the door and kind of giggled to myself. I jumped in the shower, washed, and shaved my legs and pussy. I started shaving it in college after I noticed my roommate did it. She was older and I think it was because I didn't want to be different. After I did it the first time I just liked the way it felt. As I showered I heard the Master bath shower. I finished, dried off, and wrapped the towel around me. I opened the door and walked out. At exactly that moment my dad did too. He had a towel wrapped around his waist. I again noticed his big shoulders and chest. I also noticed that the towel pushed out just a little in front of his cock. "Oh," I said. "Sorry daddy." He laughed, "It's ok baby. I guess there's not as much privacy in this house as the other." "Guess not," I responded, closed the bathroom door, and turned to go to my room. As I did my towel started to pull away. I grabbed at the top of it. It took me a second to realize what was happening and second longer to realize why. I had closed my towel in the bathroom door. As I pulled away I had completely exposed myself. I just stood there in shock. Dad, thinking faster than me, quickly stepped over to me, opened the door and freed the towel. I clutched it against my breasts hiding my front from him. I just stood there about to cry. Dad immediately recognized the look on my face. He quickly wrapped his arms around me. As he did I choked out, "I'm sorry daddy." He pulled me tight. "It's ok baby. Nothing to worry about." I laid my head on his chest and starting sobbing and repeating I was sorry. He stroked my hair and told me it was ok and that accidents happen until I stopped crying. As I calmed down I realized how good his arms and naked chest felt. I was holding the towel in between us and realized I was completely exposed behind me. I looked up at his face. I realized that at his height he could see entirely down my back and could easily see my ass. As I was pressed against him I also realized I could feel the bulge in his towel against my belly. Accepting Her for Dad I pulled away. Blushing and looking at the floor, I said, "I better get dressed." He turned away and as he did I went to my room and shut the door. I leaned against it. My heart was racing and I was breathing heavily. I was embarrassed and turned on. I was embarrassed that I was turned on. I was still holding the towel against my breasts. I could feel the door against my naked backside. I could see myself in the mirror on the side wall. I let the towel drop. My chest was heaving and my nipples were hard. I dropped my fingers between my legs. It was the most uncomfortable position to masturbate in but I wanted to watch myself in the mirror. I could see my fingers wet from my pussy as they played with my clit. When I came my other hand banged against the door and I moaned. My dad was in the great room. He must have heard me. He came to my door. "Are you alright baby?" he asked. "I'm ok daddy. I'll be out in a minute." I stood there catching my breath. Then went to get dressed. As I dressed a lot of thoughts went through my mind. The first was that I'd just masturbated twice in less than 2 days. Last time before that was months ago. I also re-lived how my dad's arms felt and that I could feel the bulge of his cock. I realized that my dad had now seen every piece of my body. The thought made me giggle. I started to get dressed. I pulled a cute thong out and put it on, then looking at my bras thought that I really needed some prettier ones. I put on a short skirt and top and went out to the great room. I took my iPad and phone and figured I'd catch up on my email and some stuff I can't do at school. As I walked in the great room dad looked at me. His eyes immediately fell to my skirt. I realized that I'd bought this one since I moved out and that it was probably a lot shorter than he was used to seeing me in. He told me he was going to do some work. He had turned one of the bedrooms into an office. I told him I was going out at 4 and had stuff to do before then. We both went about our business. When he broke for lunch I joined him. Everything was fine and the day passed normally. At 4 I told him I was heading out. He asked me when I'd be home and reminded me Laurel would be there. I felt a little tinge when he said that, but just said, "cool." I told him I'd be home around 10. He told me to be safe and kissed me as I headed out. When I got back home Laurel's car was in the driveway. When I went in they were sitting on the couch snuggled up watching TV. Dad was wearing a pair of worn cutoff sweat pants and a t shirt. Laurel was in a pair of loose pajama bottoms and a top. The bottoms tied at the waist and she was wearing them super low on her hips. The way she was leaning against dad I could see the crack of her ass. The top was a tight men's wife beater tank, cut off about 2" below her tits. She was showing plenty of cleavage and her nipples were clearly visible through the material. I had to admit she was gorgeous. I was not sure I was happy she was so gorgeous. I was not happy she was snuggling with my dad. That was my job. We made some small talk. Laurel thanked me for letting her stay over. We chatted a bit more. I was kind of mad that she was really nice and I was really beginning to like her. I finally said goodnight and headed to my room. I was lying in bed chatting online when I heard their bedroom door close. I heard their voices. Being an older house I guessed there was little insulation between rooms. "About time," Laurel said. "About time what?" said dad. "About time to get that big thick cock in me and fuck me," she replied. "It's been way too long." "It's been 4 days," he protested with a laugh. "4 days too long," she said. Then it got quiet. I strained to listen. Then I heard, "God yes, stick that cock in me," Laurel groaned. "God my pussy needs this. Feel how wet you make me." I heard her moan some more. It was obvious they were fucking. I didn't want to listen but I couldn't help myself. That's it fuck me," she said. "Harder. Ohhhhh, Oh my god yes." I could hear her grunt as my dad fucked her. She'd make moaning noises. Then she said something that shocked the hell out of me. "If I didn't like that gorgeous daughter of yours so much I'd kill her for keeping this cock from me for 4 days. Listening to that I felt good. I felt dirty. I felt embarrassed. My fingers slid between my legs. "That's it, give me that cock." Then in the next breath she said, "I wish I was as pretty as her." "You're beautiful," he said. "As pretty as her?" she asked. "Why are we talking about Cindy?" he said. I was a little hurt but realized he was fucking her and probably should be thinking of her. She laughed, "What, you don't want to talk about your hot teenage daughter while my pussy is wrapped around your cock? Then she started moaning again. "That's it fuck my cunt. Fuck it. Harder. Oh god yes, fuck me. I'm cumming," she let out a small breathy screen. "Mmmmm, I love that you can keep going. That's it give me that cock. I want more." They fucked for at least 25 minutes more. She must have cum 2-3,more times. I came twice. I fell asleep. The next morning I woke up. I pulled on one of my dad's t shirts. Then I remembered that Laurel, was there and put on a pair of big running shorts before heading to the kitchen. Laurel was in the kitchen cooking. "Good morning," she said. "Good morning," I replied. "Where's dad?" "He had to go out for a few," she said. "Would you like some breakfast?" "Yes thank you," I replied. We chatted for a while and again she was sweet as could be. Then she floored me. "Your dad said you put on quite the show yesterday," she said. I was shocked, "Oh my god," I stammered. "The towel," I started to say. She laughed. "Relax," she said. "You and your dad are far more concerned than I am. I thought it was funny. After all, how many men would die to see that gorgeous body of yours and there you were naked, in front of the one man it would make uncomfortable. Come on. It's kind of funny." She was so disarming I laughed. I did see the humor in it. We joked a bit more about it and chatted nicely. She finally said she had to go to work. I was home alone and pretty much just hung out. Laurel and dad got home about the same time. I had made dinner and we all sat down to eat. We had a great dinner and as usual I really liked Laurel. Then she kissed him. I felt that jealousy again. She did bring up the incident at the bathroom. We both blushed. "Oh, come on," she said to dad. "The girls freaking hot. Are you telling me you didn't notice?" "Well of course I know she's hot," he said. I blushed "Is her body as hot as I think it is?" she asked. "Come on," I laughed nervously. Let's talk about something else. Laurel asked dad again. "Is it?" Dad finally relented, "Yes, she has an amazingly hot body." "See," she said. "That wasn't so bad," she laughed.. We all laughed, but I felt hot and flushed all over. My dad's voice still stuck in my ears. "That reminds me," Laurel pulled out a bag. "I bought you something." She handed me the package. I opened it. Inside were 3 packages.. They looked like sleep wear. "Thank you," I said. "Based on this morning, you need some pretty sleepwear. Go try them on." "Now?" I asked. "Sure, why not? she said. "You're not going out are you?" I wasn't, but I was still skeptical. I looked at my dad. "It's 8:00. Why don't we all get comfortable. I'll light a fire and we can watch a movie," he said. He hadn't said anything about the sleep sets. Laurel handed me the bag. I took it and looked at dad one more time. He was already up and clearing the table. I went to my room with the bag and put the packages on the bed. From the pictures on the packages they were all 2 piece sets. A pair of shorts with a tank or cami top. They were all very cute. They were certainly on the sexy side of sleep sets. None were indecent and it seemed they covered more than any bathing suit I owned. I had bikinis, crop tops, cutoff shorts, and running shorts that showed more skin. I wasn't sure why I felt so uncomfortable with these. On the other hand, I still felt like I was in competition with Laurel for my dad, I saw what she was wearing last night, and she actually bought these for me. So what the hell. I looked at the 3. I was trying to think of which to try first. They all had different things that were, umm, I don't know, sexy? She wanted to see all 3 on me. So I had to start somewhere. I opened the first pack. It was a cute set. The shorts were soft stretchy polyester. Pink, with dark pink hearts. The shorts sat very low on my hips. Very low. They tied with pink ribbon. They were tight over my ass. I mean tight. About an inch of my ass cheeks showed. The top was a spaghetti strap cami of the same material. It was pink with one big dark pink heart. The top of the heart was the neckline with a dip in the middle. It clung to my breasts and then dropped loosely straight down. It ended 2" above my naval. I checked the mirror. I was covered. I looked sexy sweet. Now the hard part. What would dad and Laurel think. I walked out in the great room. Laurel and Dad were on the couch. A fire in the fireplace. Dad was in his cutoff sweats and T shirt. Laurel was cuddled up next to him. I again felt she was on my territory and immediately felt bad I felt that way. She was in a white cami and tap pants. The tap pants were low on her hips and slit up the sides almost all the way. The cami came down about 2" from her naval. She was showing a lot of skin. She looked like a lingerie model. I was a little annoyed she looked so good. Laurel saw me first. "Oh, there you are. Those look really cute on you. Do you like them?" "Umm, they're comfortable," I said. "Good," she said. Then she asked my dad what he thought. Dad was obviously trying to not look and now he was forced to. "She looks nice," he said. Laurel laughed. "Nice? Nice? She looks like a dream." I didn't know what to do or how to react. I was feeling very self conscious. I just stood there. Laurel went on. "Cindy, you look adorable. Ignore him." Then back to my dad, "Why are you being so mean? You know she looks great. Tell her!" Dad looked at me. He looked at me in a way he never did before. I've been scoped out by guys before. The long look from the bottom up. I never got that from dad. Until now. He started at my feet and slowly let his eyes travel up my body. He stopped when he reached the top of my legs. My heart was beating like crazy. It was like my skin could feel his gaze. I watched him. As his eyes moved up I felt my skin flush. I'm sure it took maybe a second, but to me I thought I was standing there for hours. It all moved in slow motion. I could feel my pussy get wet. His eyes moved up over my naked belly to my breasts. My nipples were hard. He lingered there a moment. I looked at Laurel. She had a weird smile on her face. I looked back at dad. His eyes met mine. "You're right Laurel. My little girl has grown up into a beautiful woman." Laurel smiled. "See, was that so hard? Us women want our men to notice when we look good." Then she added, "And we look good tonight. How many men would die to be where you are tonight," she laughed. My mind was not moving fast. Our men? What did she mean? Dad laughed, " I guess you're right. I'm a very lucky man. Now I'm going to enjoy the company of 2 gorgeous women and watch our movie." They were snuggled on the couch. Laurel patted the seat next to her. She'd obviously forgotten the other 2 outfits. I was glad. I felt awkward, and a little too excited to go change. I sat down, leaned against the arm of the couch, and curled my feet under me. My butt towards Laurel and dad. Laurel looked at my ass and said, "When I was your age I wished I'd had an ass as cute as yours." I thought of what she was seeing. I realized that the shorts had bunched up and more than just an inch of my ass cheeks were showing. I kind of stammered out a thank you. I noticed dad check out my ass. We started watching our movie. Laurel was leaning against dad. After a while I noticed her hand on his thigh. She started moving it up and down. As she did she'd push the leg of his shorts up. His arm was around her. His hand was sitting on her hip in the side slit of her tap pants. He had them pulled aside and most of the side of her ass was showing. As he caressed her hip and ass I found myself torn again. I wanted to watch. I wanted it to stop. I was happy for him. I wanted it to be me cuddled next to him. I also felt myself getting very wet. I was having a hard time watching the movie. Laurel's hand was sliding closer and closer to dad's cock. I felt anticipation, wondering if she'd actually touch it in front of me. Every once in Laurel would look at me. I'd turn away hoping she did not catch me looking. As we watched, her hand got higher and higher. I could see his cock start to get hard. I it was growing longer and thicker down the leg of his shorts. Laurel glanced at me again. Then she rested her hand on his cock. Dad looked at me. Apparently satisfied I wasn't looking, or that Laurel's body was blocking my view, he let her continue. I tried not to look, but the sensation in my pussy was getting hard to ignore. I grabbed a pillow and put it on my lap. One hand under the pillow. I placed my hand between my legs on top of my shorts. By squeezing my legs together I could feel the pressure against my pussy. Just then Laurel asked me if I was having fun. I started to stammer. She then said, "I hope you're having a nice break. It's nice to spend time like this with you." She could have meant watching the movie. Maybe it was my imagination but I thought she meant more. The movie ended and I excused myself to go to bed. I stood up and realized I had massive camel toe from where I'd been pushing my hand into my pussy. Laurel glanced at my crotch and then stood up to say good night. I wondered if my shorts were wet. I certainly was. She put her hands on my hips, right at the waistband of my shorts, and kissed my cheek. Her hands felt hot on my skin. It felt like she was applying some downward pressure to my shorts. "Good night sweetie," she said. "I'll see you in the morning." Dad stood up behind her. I noticed his cock still pressing against the leg of his shorts. He leaned in to kiss me. "Good night baby," he said. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I came out I heard. "Let's go to the bedroom. She's going to catch us." It was my dad. I walked down the hall and peeked around the corner. Laurel was on her knees in front of my dad sucking his cock. She had his shorts pulled down around his ankles and her hand wrapped around his cock. I watched her head move up and down as the shaft and tip disappeared and reappeared between her lips. I was much closer this time and the lights were on. I could see everything. I noticed her hand just barely fit around his cock and her lips were stretched around it. I am smaller than Laurel I wondered if I could get it in my mouth. I wondered what that would feel like. I knew what a cock felt like, but not one that big, and I'd never given a blow job. I licked my lips. Then I shook my head. That was my dad I was thinking about. I climbed into bed. I realized how wet my shorts were and took them off. I didn't hesitate. My hand went to my pussy and I started playing with my clit and pussy as hard as I could. I wasn't gentle. I stuck 2 fingers in my pussy and humped myself hard against them. I kept picturing dad's cock slipping out of Laurel's lips, covered in saliva. I pictured what it would feel like, taste like. I came with a crashing orgasm, then fell asleep. I woke up late the next morning. I figured the house was empty. Both dad and Laurel told me they had to go to work. I took off my top and headed naked to the bathroom. I quickly showered, dried off. and wrapped myself in a towel. Just as I left the bathroom the master bedroom door opened and Laurel stepped into the hall. "Oh, hi," I said. "You startled me." "Sorry," she said. "Just heading out to work." Then she looked at my towel. "Hey," she laughed. "Why don't I get a towel show?" We both laughed. We chatted a bit. She asked my plans and I told her I was heading out with friends and not to wait up for me. She told me to have fun. I headed to my room as I reached the door I had a funny thought. "Hey Laurel," I said. She turned to look at me. When she did I said, "Have a great day." Then, with her looking at me I dropped the towel and stepped through my door. I have no idea why. I just thought it would be funny. She laughed. "Well, what a great way to start the day," she said. She left, I got dressed and headed out to join my friends. I arrived home around 10:30 the lights were off in the great room. I headed towards my room. As I did I noticed that dad's door was ½ open and the light was on. I figured he and Laurel were still up. I walked down the hall to say good night. As I did I heard moaning noises. I heard Laurel's voice. "Oh god, fuck me. I love your cock. Give it to me. You make me so wet." I realized they were fucking. I stopped in the hall and listened. Then I heard my dad. "That's it. Fuck me. Give me that pussy. That feel good? Come on baby, soak my cock with your cunt." Cunt? I'd never heard him talk that way. It was both disturbing and exciting. I quietly stepped closer to the open door. I looked in. They were on the bed. Dad was on his knees In front of Laurel. Her legs were up in the air and he was holding her legs up. I could see his ass rapidly pushing into and away from her. She grunted every time he pushed into her. I'd fucked a few times before, but always missionary. This was new to me. Laurel was grunting between thrusts. Between grunts she'd encourage dad. "Fuck me. Fuck me harder. God I love fucking you. I love Cindy, but it's really hard to fuck quietly when she's home. Oh god yes, that's it. Give me that cock. Yes, yes, yes!." They slowed down, then Laurel said, "Guess what happened this morning?" She told dad about this morning when I dropped my towel. When she did dad started pumping her again. She started telling dad what a great body I had. He started pounding her again. "Oh my god yes, fuck me. You should have seen her. Fuck me harder. She has great tits. That's it give it to me. You would not believe, god yes, fuck me, fuck my cunt. Fuck me." It was then that everything changed. All of a sudden she opened her eyes and looked right at me. I had no idea what to do. Run? Apologize? I knew there'd be hell to pay for watching. After a second I realized they had not stopped fucking. She flashed me a big smile. She just kept fucking my dad. She grabbed at the headboard. Dad was still on his knees her legs straight up supported by his chest and shoulders. Looking at me she went on. "Oh Jesus, that's it, give me that cock. I could not believe what a perfect ass Cindy had. Yes. Yes. Fuck me. That's it. Do you think Cindy's ever been fucked? I wonder if his cock was as big as yours. Dad was grunting. She kept, moaning all the while looking at me. Dad stiffened up. "That's it baby. Cum in me. Fill my pussy with cum. Oh my god. I'm cumming." She briefly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, dad was not moving. He kind of fell back on his heals, breathing hard. Laurel looked at me one more time then, blew me a kiss. Her hand moved to the side. Out of dad's site she waved her hand to shoo me away. I backed off and went to my room. Accepting Her for Dad My head was spinning. I was so wet. I ripped my clothes off, lay down on the bed and jammed my fingers in my pussy. I came in about 1 minute. I laid there, naked,catching my breath. Eventually I had to go use the bathroom. I threw on a long T. When I went into the hall their door was shut. I felt a pang of disappointment. I cleaned up and climbed back in bed. I was still horny. I stuck my fingers between my legs and got myself off again. Then I fell asleep. I woke up that morning to the sound of them fucking again. I decided to go to outside and let them be. I pulled on a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt and headed out on the deck. Unfortunately, when I got on the deck, I could hear them better. It was obvious the sliding door was open. I should have ignored it, but I couldn't. I walked to where I could look. When I looked I realized the curtains were open. I could clearly see them. Laurel was on her knees, her chest pressed against the bed. Dad was behind her pumping her with his cock. From this position I could see it slide in and out of her. As I moved towards the window, I realized that Laurel had already seen me. Our eyes met and I froze. She smiled and blew me another kiss. I realized she'd set this up. The curtain and door were positioned just right. I could see them. Dad couldn't see me. She started talking again. How good he felt interspersed with stuff about me. I was mesmerized. Every once in awhile she'd close her eyes and just go with being fucked, but every time she opened them her eyes searched out mine and she smiled. I was leaning against the deck rail. Not thinking I let one of my hands start to caress my breasts through my sweatshirt. I could feel my nipples get hard. She watched me intently and blew me a kiss. Then she stopped. She said to my dad, "Let me adjust the curtain. The lights in my eyes." She climbed off the bed. My dad stayed where he was, his thick cock sticking straight out, wet and glistening from her pussy. She came to the window. Her naked body on full display. She was perfect. I noticed she also shaved her pussy. She loudly whispered out the window, "Take them off." Dad didn't hear her. She returned to the bed. I watched her sexy ass sway as she walked away from me. She got back in position, and said, "That's better. Now stick that cock back in me and fuck me. Hard." Dad did. I continued to play with my breasts as she did. As he did she looked at me again. She mouthed the words, "Take them off." She started talking to dad again. Pushing him on telling him how much she wanted him. She'd also talk about how cute and sexy I was. I looked confused. I pointed at me. She nodded at me and again mouthed, "Take them off." She looked down at my shorts. I pointed at my shorts. She nodded. I wanted to, but I knew I shouldn't. I looked around. It was early, no one was around. I put my thumbs in the waistband of my shorts. She nodded and mouthed, "Do it." I slowly pushed them down over my hips. As I did she let out a loud groan. My shorts fell to the ground. "Do it," she said. I was sure dad thought she was talking to him, but I knew she was talking to me. "Do it!" she said again. Louder, more like a command. Dad started pounding her harder. My fingers went to my pussy. "Yes, yes, that's it. Do it. Do it!" I started fingering myself. My pussy was soaking wet. There I was watching dad fuck Laurel while Laurel watched me play with myself. Laurel continued to talk. I'm sure dad thought she was talking to him but I knew she was talking to me. "Oh my god, yes, do it. That is so fucking sexy. Do it. Don't stop. Cum for me. Come on, cum for me baby." Then, to my dad, "Cum for me. Cum on my ass. I want to feel your hot cum on my body." She smiled at me again and went on, "Oh my god. You are so fucking sexy. You are so hot. Don't stop, you're making me cum. Don't stop." She was talking to me again. All of a sudden dad pulled out of her pussy. Cum came shooting out of his cock. I'd never seen a man cum before. When I'd done it we used condoms and he came inside me. This was different. This hit me in the gut. Thick ropes of cum on Laurel's perfect ass. I came, hard. I heard Laurel, "That's it baby, cum for me. Oh my god that's so hot, cum for me." Then she screamed, oh my god, I'm cumming. She had one hand between her legs." As she came, I came again When I opened my eyes, Laurel was licking her fingers. When she saw me she blew me a kiss and then with a hand movement, shooed me away from the window. I realized that if I stayed dad would see me. I grabbed my shorts and moved out of sight. I went back to my room and just sat on my bed. My mind was going 100 miles a minute. Why was I so horny. Why couldn't I stop thinking of my dad's cock. And Laurel, did she like girls? What did she want? As I sat there I heard the bathroom door open and close. Then I saw my doorknob turn. Laurel stood in the door completely naked. Dad must be in the bathroom. "Why don't you put on one of those cute sleep sets and I'll make us all breakfast," she said. She then closed my door and went back to her room. I just sat on my bed. My mind having a hard time focusing. My dad's naked girlfriend who I just watched fuck my dad and who watched me masturbate wants me in a sexy sleep set for breakfast. That didn't sound normal at all. On the other hand it excited the hell out of me. I took the 2 remaining packages to decide which to wear. I heard my dad say to Laurel, "You can't wear that. Cindy's home." "Oh, stop worrying," she replied. "She's a girl, what does she care." I wondered what she was wearing. I grabbed one of the sets. This one had a pair of very loose, white lace shorts. They again tied at the waist. If I wore them above my hips ½ my ass was exposed and I think my pussy. If I pushed them down on my hips, I would show a little butt crack but it would cover my pussy and most of my ass cheeks. The top was a form fitting, pullover lacy cami that came down to between my navel and rib cage. Again I realized I was more covered than a bathing suit but I felt less covered. I went to the kitchen. Dad was dressed in jeans and a button down shirt. He liked to shower and dress even if he was working from home. I looked at Laurel and could see why dad said something. She was in a cut off white wife beater that ended just below her breasts. You could clearly make out her nipples and see the bottom of her breasts. She was wearing panties? Boy shorts? I'm not sure. They were the same material. They were loose, low on her hips, and showed off ½ her ass. They hadn't seen me yet. "Hi guys," I said. They both turned to look at me. Dad again, looked at me in that way that made me wet. Laurel came over to me. She kissed me on the corner of my lips. "Good morning sweetie," she said. "Those look so cute on you." She put me between her and dad and standing behind my clasped her hands around my waist. "Doesn't she look great?" she asked dad. He looked at me. Really looked. He agreed I looked great. He said we both did. Still holding me she turned me around. Her hands were on my hips. "Check out the back. Don't these just show off her ass perfectly." Dad, kind of stammering, agreed they did. She reached down and pulled up the legs of the shorts, pretty much showing off my whole ass. "Check this out," she said. "Doesn't Cindy have an amazing ass." I was loving being shown off. I was standing skin to skin with Laurel. I could feel her hands on my ass and her breasts against my chest. It felt good. Dad, again, agreed I looked good. Laurel badgered him. He finally admitted I looked hot. We had a nice breakfast. I was going to go for a walk on the beach. Dad had work to do. Laurel had an appointment later. I put on shorts and a sweatshirt and headed for my walk. I was gone maybe 3 minutes when I realized I forgot my phone. I decided to go back and get it. When I reached the deck I looked inside. Laurel was bent over a kitchen counter. Her top was pulled up over her tits and dad was pulling on her nipples. Her shorts were on the floor and dad was fucking her from behind. She was urging him on. She'd also talk about how hot I looked. I decided what the hell. I opened the door. Dad, realized I'd walked in and tried to fix his pants. It was kind of comical. His big hard cock was not going to fit back in those jeans till it came down a bit. Laurel just stayed bent over. Ass naked, tits uncovered. I could see her wetness on the back of her thighs. "Hi sweetie," Laurel said. "Forget something?" "Yeah, umm, sorry to interrupt. I, umm, forgot my phone." Dad had kinda given up putting his cock away. It was rock hard. He stood behind Laurel. I laughed, "Nice look," I said. He blushed. Laurel reached out and stroked him. "It is nice," she said. Dad looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Laurel laughed. I stood there awkwardly for a second. Not knowing what to say or do I said, "Well don't let me stop you." I walked to my room to get my phone. When I came back in the kitchen they were whispering a very animated discussion between them. They were both back in their clothes but dad's cock was still hard enough to be showing against his pants. I quickly said goodbye and headed out the door. Instead of leaving right away, I stood on the deck, a bit out of sight and watched. They talked a bit more, then Laurel kissed dad. They made out for a bit and Laurel started rubbing dad's cock. Soon Laurel was again bent over the counter being fucked from behind. As I walked down the beach all I could think about was my dad's cock. I kept seeing it buried in Laurel's pussy. I could hear her grunting as he fucked her. I wondered how it would feel to be fucked like that. I was jealous of Laurel but not sure why. I felt again that she was stealing my man. I got a call from a friend. I agreed to go meet her. I headed back to the house. Laurel was gone. Dad was working. I changed and told dad I was going out. Dad stopped me. I could tell he wanted to talk about something. He started. "Umm, baby, I'm sorry about today. I should not expose you to that. Sometimes I don't think when Laurels around. We're used to a lot of privacy. That's not fair to you. This is your home first and I want you to feel safe in it." "It's ok daddy. I love this place, and it is beginning to feel like home and Laurel is pretty hot, so I understand why you're crazy about her. She's nice too. I'm a little jealous. I'm not sure I like sharing my daddy, but I love seeing you happy." Then, for some reason I added, "I have to admit, I've never seen someone have sex before. That was pretty hot." Dad blushed. "I'm not sure you're supposed to," he said. "Dad, this is your house. You should be able to do whatever you want here." "No baby. It's our house. You and me. It's not the home you grew up in, but it's your home. I want you to feel comfortable here. Anytime." "Well daddy. If you're here it's always where I want to be. I guess as long as I don't see you having sex with someone ugly, I'm cool." We both laughed. He hugged me and went to kiss my cheek. I moved and planted a quick kiss on his lips. I told him I'd be home by 8 and headed out the door. I got home a little late. Dad was watching TV in his shorts and T. "Where's Laurel?" I asked. "She just got home. She went to change. We're going to watch TV. Want to join us?" "Sure," I said. "Let me go change." I wondered what Laurel would wear. I've seen her naked, I've seen her fuck my dad. She'd probably just show up naked. I took the last sleep set. It was light pink it pulled on like a shirt and tied at the breast line. It had enough Ruffles so my nipples were covered but that was about it. It hung open from the breasts down. The bottoms were matching panties, loose fit but nearly see through. What the hell I thought. I put it on. Laurel was sitting next to dad when I came out. "Wow, you look amazing," she said. "Wow, you look kind of, umm," I started to reply "Sexy?" she asked. "Definitely," I said. She was wearing a black see through nightie that had ribbons tied at the shoulders to hold it up and on the side to hold it together. She was wearing a pair of matching black panties that tied on the side. She was sitting next to dad again. This time on the other side. I was again a little jealous. Laurel pointed to the couch next to Dad. I sat down. I leaned away from dad. Laurel spoke up, "It's ok Cindy. I know you and your dad cuddle. He's got 2 sides. We can share." Laurel leaned a pillow against dad on my side for me to rest on. I wasn't sure I liked the idea of sharing, but I did want to cuddle. I leaned against dad's shoulder. We started watching TV. This time again Laurel rested her hand on dad's thigh. She again started stroking it. Dad looked at me to see if I noticed. I looked away. I don't know if he saw me or not. He probably thought the pillow hid her actions. The truth is I was enjoying watching. I kind of wanted to touch it. Her hand slid up. She was rubbing his cock through his shorts. She saw me looking and smiled. Dad glanced at me. Again I looked away. I'm sure he thought he was still safe. She continued stroking his cock. She then leaned into him and kissed him. I watched jealously. She looked at me. "Now come here," she said. She held her hand to me. She pulled me to her. I was kneeling on the couch facing her and dad. "Cindy, I want us to be friends. No more than friends, family, but you're too old and on your own to be a daughter to me. I know it's hard seeing me with your dad." I started to protest. She stopped me. "Let me finish. I know you are afraid you're losing your dad. I've known it all along. In reality, you have pieces I will never have. He's your father. You will always come first. Me, I'm his lover. Something you're not. But, I'm willing to share that with you. She pulled me towards her and kissed me. I'd never kissed a girl before. I kissed back. It felt different than boys, softer. She pulled away. She turned my head to my dad. "Kiss her," she said. He had a confused look on his face. He wasn't sure what to do. Laurel went on, "You may not know it but Cindy's been watching us fuck." More confusion. He looked at me. "Honey? "Tell him Cindy." "It's true," I mumbled. "but why," he asked. "Well, I guess it's like Laurel said. I love you. You've been mine forever. I guess I've been jealous of Laurel. I saw you having sex and I was jealous. I wanted it to be me. I'm sorry. I love you daddy. I want all the love you can give me." I started crying. Dad pulled me close. "I love you," he said. "Show her you love her," said Laurel. "Kiss her." He kissed me. My head spun. It was a kiss I didn't realize I wanted and when I was kissing him I realized it was all I ever wanted. I felt Laurel's hand on the string of my top. She pulled it. It opened exposing my breasts. Her hand slid up and caressed one. It felt good. "You have perfect tits," she whispered in my ear. I turned to look at her. She kissed me again. She pulled my dad's head to my breast. He took my nipple in his mouth. I sighed into Laurel's mouth. I looked down. Dad's cock was straining against his shorts. Laurel took my hand and placed it with hers on his cock. "Isn't it beautiful," she said. "Yes," I whispered. I had no clue what to do next. Laurel pulled his cock out of his shorts. Dad just watched, speechless. She took my hand and together we stroked dad's cock. It felt wonderful. I was right, I could just barely get my fingers around it. Laurel slid off the couch. She pulled me with her. We knelt side by side in front of him. I knew what was coming. I whispered to Laurel, "I've never done this before." "Don't worry," she laughed. "There's nothing to it. Plus, it's fun." She wrapped her hand around it and slowly moved her hand up and down. "Now, wrapped your lips around the top. Get as much I your mouth as you can. Then lightly suck on it. Like you're eating a popsicle. Take it in your mouth and then let a little out and do it again." I tentatively lowered my lips on his cock. I'd seen Laurel do this twice. I had the idea. As I tasted the tip I realized how much I'd wanted this. By here was a drop of precum on his cock. I tasted it. I loved it. I did what Laurel told me. "Oh baby, that feels so good," dad moaned. Laurel responded, "You like your little girl sucking your cock? She loves you more than anything. She wants to love this part of you too. She leaned over and kissed him. "Do you like knowing your little girl loves your cock? Does it feel good fucking her mouth?" I could see a change come over dad. Not a bad one. All of a sudden he just looked at me like he did at Laurel. There was still complete devotion and love, but also something more. He wanted me. He had gone from hesitant to lover. Dad grabbed my hair, lightly, and pulled my face so I was looking at him. I loved it. My body shivered. "Baby, you've had my love for 18 years. Everything I could give you. Everytime i saw you I marveled about how beautiful and sexy you were. I never imagined we would this kind of love, but I admit, I've thought about. That day in the hall, I went back to my room and masturbated. I felt terrible after. but if this is what you want I want you to know that I love you and want this too. I said, "I love you daddy. I've wanted this for years. I just didn't realize it." I lowered my head back to his cock. "Oh my god," said dad. "That feels so good." After a minute or so Laurel looked at me, "Time to share." She pulled dad's cock away from my mouth and kissed me. "Mmmmm, i can taste his cock on your lips." She purred. She pulled his cock to her mouth. I watched as her lips wrap around it. She slowly stroked him as she sucked him. She stopped for a moment. "Kiss him, get your tits in his face," she said in a sexy voice. I climbed up on the couch. I kissed dad then let him suck my tits. His hand landed on my hip. He slid it down to my pussy. I was soaking wet so his fingers slid right in. After a few seconds I came on his fingers it felt so good. Laurel looked up, she stopped sucking dad's cock. She took his hand from my pussy and started licking his fingers. "Mmmmm, You have the sweetest pussy," she said. I'd never been with a girl. Never thought about it. Now I'd kissed Laurel and she was talking about my pussy juices. I was wondering if she wanted to eat me. I'd never done that with a boy, never mind a girl. The thought scared and excited me. I'd never even kissed a girl till Laurel kissed me. I'm sure I blushed. Laurel stood up. Then Laurel kissed me. I could taste my pussy on her lips. I liked it. A lot. She reached over, took my hand, and pulled me to my feet. We stood in front of dad kissing. She started to caress my breasts. I reached out and caressed hers. I had never touched another woman's breasts before it felt good. Dad wrapped his hand around his cock and lightly stroked it. Laurel stood me facing my dad. "See," I told you she wanted you. She stood behind me caressing my tits. "She loves you. You were always her man. Now she can also be your woman. Well, one of us." I leaned my head back against her. Her hands felt good on my breasts. I looked at my dad's cock. Laurel's hands slid down my side to the band of my shorts. She hooked her thumbs in the band. "Ready to show us that sexy little pussy?" She purred in my ear. Accepting Her for Dad I nodded. "Ready to love dad the way you've wanted to?" "Yes," I whispered. Laurel started to slide my shorts down my hips. I held my breath. At a certain point they just fell to the floor. I stepped out of them. Laurel's hand fell to my pussy. I felt her fingers slide over my clit. I shuddered. Her fingers slid inside me. Again I shuddered. I let out a moan. As she played with my pussy she softly said, "Are you ready? You feel wet enough, are you ready to get fucked by your dad's amazing cock." "God yes," I moaned. Her fingers were making my pussy as wet as it's ever been. She took her fingers out of my pussy and held them to my lips. I sucked them into my mouth. I licked my pussy juice off them. God it tasted good. She pushed dad down on the couch and helped me straddle dad's lap. His cock was against my leg. Lauren reached between my legs and grabbed his cock. She rubbed the tip against my pussy lips. I could feel it part my lips. I moaned. Dad took my nipple in his mouth. Then the next. The head of his cock split my pussy. I felt stretched. As soon as the head was in I dropped down and took the rest of the shaft. I felt it tight inside me. I felt full. I stayed there, straddling his lap, his cock buried deep in me, not moving. Just enjoying the sensation. Laurel whispered in my ear, " Is it as good as you imagined?" I moaned, "It's amazing." I put my head against daddy's chest. He stroked my hair. "I love you daddy," I said. "I love you too. I alwayshave, and always will," he said. I actually started to cry. "Are you ok?" Dad said. He sounded scared and concerned. "Yes daddy," I got out through the tears. "I've never felt so good in my life. I feel like I am where I belong." Daddy lifted my face to his and kissed me. As dad kissed my lips. Laurel started kissing my neck and shoulders. I felt amazing, loved, sexy, beautiful. Dad grabbed my ass. I sat up a bit and I started fucking up and down on his cock. It felt amazing. I felt Laurel's hand on my ass as well. It just heightened the feeling. With dad and Laurel helping me, I started fucking dad. My head fell back, eyes closed, just giving myself to the feeling. Dad started sucking my tits. I could feel my juices soaking his cock as I fucked him. I felt so full, but on top of that I felt safe, loved. With my ex boyfriend I could not let myself go. I held back. With my dad and Laurel I felt I could let myself go. Laurel whispered in my ear, "You look so hot. Fuck him. Cum for him, Cum on his cock. You are so beautiful." I felt it building. I had made myself cum, I had never cum during sex. This time it was different. It radiated from inside of me. I felt my body shudder. I felt a hot gush from my pussy on his cock. My body was covered with a sheen of sweat. I fell against him. He was still hard. I stayed in that position letting the aftershocks go through me. Laurel helped me off him. We knelt side by side in front of him. This time I was more confident. I lowered my lips to his cock. It was now slick from my pussy. As I tasted the tip I realized I was tasting my pussy as well as his cock. I loved it. She wanted to share. She moved dad's cock away from my mouth and kissed me. "God I love your pussy on your lips." She purred. She took dad's cock in her mouth and started sucking it. Dad moaned. I watched and played with my pussy. I came once. Dad said to Laurel, "I'm going to cum." Laurel pulled me down next to her again. She wrapped my hand around his cock and said, "Suck it." I did. As I did Laurel coaxed us on. "That's it sweetie. Suck that cock. Make him cum." I was excited and nervous. I knew she wanted him to cum in my mouth. I'd seen her do it, but I didn't know what to expect. I'd only seen one man cum. That was daddy and it looked like a lot. She started kissing dad. "Come on baby," she said to dad. "Feel her sweet lips around your cock. She's never swallowed cum before. Give her her first load. Fill her mouth. Cum in her sexy little mouth." Then to me. "You ready for your first load of daddy's hot cum? Ready to swallow it all?" I nodded. I really wanted it. To my dad, "Let it go baby. Give it to her." He stiffened up. I felt the first hot jets of cum squirt against my throat. I tasted it on my tongue. I liked it. He kept cumming. I couldn't swallow fast enough, some dripped out of my mouth down my cheek and onto my hand wrapped around his cock. "Just hold still," Laurel told me. I stayed there cum dripping on me, my mouth wrapped around his cock, not moving. I could feel the last few spurts against my tongue. "Now, kiss me," she said. Cum on my face and hands, I kissed her. Her mouth and tongue cleaned my lips and face off. "Mmmmm, god I love the taste of cum," she sighed. There was more cum on my hand and on his cock. "Lick it off," she told me. I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked the cum off. I liked the taste. I wrapped my lips around dad's softening cock and cleaned it all off with my mouth. Then Laurel kissed me again. My hand was still around dad's cock. Her hand wrapped around mine. She looked at me, "That was amazing," she said. "Did you like sucking daddy's cock." I nodded. "Tell him," she said. I got back on the couch. I put my arms around dad and kissed him. I put my head on his chest. "Daddy, that was amazing. I loved your cum. I loved the way it felt in my mouth. I want to do everything I've seen you do with Laurel. I want you to cum in my pussy. I want you to cum on my ass like I saw you cum on Laurel's ass." While I told him, Laurel and I continued to stroke daddy's cock. Dad sat up on the couch, pulled me to him, and told me he loved me. As he did I felt his cock start to grow in our hands again. I loved the way it felt, the way it grew. I was still sitting on the couch. Laurel was on her knees in front of us. She licked dad's cock and said, "My turn. Fuck me." She stayed on her knees, put her head in my lap and wiggled her ass. Dad got off the couch and knelt behind her. He positioned his cock against her pussy and thrust it all the way into her. She grunted and cried out, "Yes." He started pumping her, hard. With each thrust she grunted. Her head was in my lap I could feel it move forward with every thrust. She looked at my face, she smiled and put her hands on my thighs. She pushed them apart exposing my wet pussy. I had no idea what she'd do next. I found out quick enough. She lowered her head to my pussy. I felt her tongue flick out and lick my clit. My head was spinning. I just fucked my dad and now, this gorgeous woman was being fucked in front of me, and now, and now, she just licked my clit. As soon as she did. I came. Maybe it was the anticipation, the whole sexy scene, but just that made me cum. I was trying to think of how many times I'd cum that week. I knew it was more than the whole year before. She didn't stop there. Her tongue traced a line along my pussy lips. She returned to my clit. She sucked on it. All through this I could feel her body push forward as my dad's cock thrust into her. I came again. Not once. It was like a waves kept crashing over my body. Her tongue continued to drive me wild. All of a sudden she stopped. "Oh my god Cindy. I love your dad's cock. I'm cumming." My head was spinning. Watching her cum I came again. She turned and pushed dad down on the floor. "Your turn," she laughed. Again I straddled dad's cock and started fucking him. This time she straddled his face, facing me. I saw dad start eating her pussy. As I watched, Laurel's head moved into the way and she started kissing me. Sometimes dad's hands were on my ass pulling me up and down. Sometime he did the same with Laurel. Sometimes he would be playing with my tits. Sometimes Laurel would play with them or suck them. As dad ate Laurel I could see the ecstasy in her face. She'd moan into my mouth or onto my tit as she played with me. For my part I did the same. Her tits felt amazing. I did to her what I knew I'd like. I also moaned as I fucked dad. I came again. I felt dad stiffen up. Laurel climbed off his face. "That's it," she said to dad. "Give it to her. Fill her sexy little cunt up. Give her what she's been dying for." Just hearing that I came again. I could feel my pussy get extra hot and wet. Dad could too. "Oh, baby," dad cried out. "I love you. Give me that pussy. I want to cum in you." I leaned over him, I looked in his eyes. "Daddy, I've wanted this for so long. You're little girl is yours. My cunt is yours. Give me that cum. Fill my pussy. My pussy has never felt anyone's cum. I'm glad it's yours it will feel. With that he came. I could feel it against my pussy walls. It was hot. It made my pussy feel dripping. I was sure that some squeezed out and ran back down his cock. As he came, I came. I didn't cum quietly. I'm not sure I could have if I tried. "Oh my god, that's it, fill my cunt, i mean pussy, I mean, God yes, yes, yes. Fuck me. God that feels so good." I collapsed on his chest. I lay there for a moment. I kissed him. Tenderly. He kissed back. On his lips I could taste Laurel's pussy. I suspected that soon I'd be tasting it from the source. I felt his cock soften inside of me. "I love you daddy," I said. "I love you too, always," he replied. Laurel gently rolled me off dad. "I want some of that," she said. I thought she wanted to fuck dad. I didn't think that was possible. He'd just cum 2 times. Instead she got down between my cum filled legs and started eating my pussy. I thought I was all cummed (?) out, but I was wrong. The thought of her eating my cum soaked pussy set me off again. Not as intense but wonderful little waves. As she ate me I saw my dad's cum covered oft cock glisten in the light with his cum and my juices mixed together. I pulled dad on his side and, with a little help from him, positioned him so I could suck his cock. It tasted amazing. His cum, my pussy, I kept trying to clean every drop. Laurel stopped eating my pussy. She moved up to help me clean my dad's cock. Between sucking, we would kiss, sharing the tastes of cum and my pussy on both our lips. At one point I laid down on my back. Next thing I knew, I woke up in dad's bed, naked, curled up in Laurel's arms. Dad must have carried me to bed. Dad was standing there, dressed for work, carrying a bed tray full of coffee, fruit, and bagels. Laurel blinked her eyes and sat up. The sheet fell away from her tits. Again I thought to myself how beautiful they were. Dad set the tray down. "I have a call I have to be on. I love both of you." In unison Laurel and I both said "I love you too." This time I felt no jealousy. I looked at Laurel and took her hands, "Thank you so much," I said. Then, the words just popped out, "I love you." Laurel started to tear up, "I love your dad so much. I never ever wanted to come between you. I wanted you to love me. I love you." We hugged. "Let's eat," I said. Laurel licked her lips and with a sexy grin said, "Now?" I laughed. "We'll get to that soon enough, but first, let's have some food.