0 comments/ 159465 views/ 98 favorites Caring Means Sharing By: Caring Means Sharing He kissed the back of my neck, "I love you Cassie, more than I can ever express." I twisted around and cuddled in his arms. Soon I heard the deep snoring of my sated husband and felt a sense of relief. Contented I joined him in blissful sleep right on his lap. A few hours later we awoke still in the chair in the living room. We rushed through our morning routine so Ned could make his flight to Toronto. An hour later while Ned fought the traffic between our house and the Los Angeles International Airport I called his father. "Good Morning, Max this is Cassie...Do you have any weekend plans? I need a favor...Ned has to go Canada, we're on the way to LAX right now. Any way I have a wedding to attend on Catalina Island tomorrow and I need a date...Please, Max it would mean a great deal to me... You will? Great! Meet me at Bloom Brother's in the Santa Monica Mall at four this afternoon and bring your gray suit....because it will need to be altered. Ned says you've lost thirty pounds. You want to look good for me don't you? See you then." Ned shot me a brash grin and said, "Babe, you got him wrapped around your finger." "Ever since we were introduced," I chuckled. Traffic suddenly slowed to a snail's pace. There was still a ways to go before we got to the airport. I leaned back against my door and unbutton my white blouse. I chose not to wear a bra in expectation of meeting Max later in the day. I knew the white material would cover but not conceal my dusky areolas. I cooed as I twisted the silver barbells that pierced my nipples. They hardened immediately. Ned caught sight of my bare breasts and cleared his throat. His voice rose an excited octave as he asked, "Whatcha doing, Babe?" I didn't answer him. Instead, I slowly pulled my gray skirt up my thighs until my pretty pink panties were revealed. I watched his Adam's apple bob in his throat as I grabbed the waistband of my panties and pulled them up. My panties invaded the folds of my labia creating an explict camel-toe. I ran my middle finger up and down my slit. My panties soaked with my excitement. I finally said, "I'm just thinking about fucking your dad." An irate driver honked as our car veered in his direction. Ned swore and hurriedly adjusted course. He tried to split his attention between the traffic and my body. He complained, "You're torturing me, Cassie." I continued teasing myself and tormenting my husband by running my finger up and down my slit. My pussy drooled drenching my panties even more. I baited him, "Just think," I ran my finger through my slit again for emphasis, "this is where your father is going to be putting his big cock." Ned' face screwed up into a grimace. He groaned. For some reason my husband's discomfort added to my excitement. I pushed my palm pleasurably against my panty-clad clit. I hissed through clenched teeth, "That's what you want, isn't it Ned? You do want me to pleasure your father with my pussy, don't you?" He glared at me then turned his attention back to the freeway. He nodded silently. I expected more emotional reassurance from my husband it had been his suggestion that I bed his father so I hissed, "Say it." "What?" "Say it." He glared at me again. Contrary emotions flared in his eyes, sadness, jealousy, but most of all love. Love for his father and love for me. His sentiments caused him to choke, "Yes." "Yes what?" I goaded while palming my pussy and twisting a nipple. My orgasm was close. I needed Ned's full emotional commitment. "Yes, I want you to give my father sexual pleasure." His soft voice affirmed that he was emotionally invested. He could no longer hide his feelings behind a shield of aloofness. My husband's capitulation pushed me over the crest to climax. I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to the cascading feelings of pleasurable orgasm. My body shook as my cunt contracted with climatic release. I shrieked, "Cummmming!" Once I spiraled down from the dizzying heights of climax Ned patted my knee and asked, "Feel better now, Babe?" I studied my husband for a moment as he continued to navigate through traffic. I pulled my sullied and saturated panties off and placed them in his hand. "Give these a little sniff while I convey my love for you." Ned chuckled as I undid his trousers. His cock sprang out. Pre-cum drooled from it. He brought my panties to his nose and inhaled. His distended cock danced with desire. I watched it sway for a moment. "Mahal, your cock is so...so hard." Bending my face down into Ned's lap I kissed the swollen head of his cock. It tasted salty from his pre-cum. I licked up and down the shaft. I heard Ned's deep intake of breath as he tried to keep our vehicle in our lane. Wickedly I darted my tongue into his piss slit and he gasped again. I stifled a giggle, relaxed my throat and gleefully swallowed Ned's entire cock. It twitched wildly signaling he was ready to cum. Ned's growl of gratification paved the way for the gusher of cum that shot from his cock. He just finished spewing as we arrived in front of the terminal at LAX. He threw the car into park and plopped his head down on the steering wheel with a thud. He exhaled heavily and gave a gratified groan, "Good grief." I wiped the seepage of spooge from my chin with my shirt-tail then opened my door and climbed out of the car. I buttoned my blouse up and tucked its cum-stained tail into my skirt. Traffic whizzed by not paying any attention. I made my away around the vehicle to the driver's side. Ned had pocketed my panties and redid his trousers before he exited the car. He hugged me tight. His fingers danced on the bare skin of my buttocks just beneath my skirt. "Cassie, I love you." "I love you too, Mahal." Reluctantly Ned broke our embrace. He silently smiled. His eyes were filled with love. He grabbed his suitcase and headed inside the terminal. I spent the rest of the day making sales calls to health food stores in the Los Angeles area as I made my way to Santa Monica. I had quit college when I married Ned four years ago. I had been a Nursing major but found sticking needles into people nauseating. However, I was able to capitalize on the nutrition classes I had taken by becoming a sales representative for Caltech Citrus Company, makers of 3C natural human supplements. I enjoyed my job immensely. A little after four o'clock I approached Bloom Brother's in the Santa Monica Mall. My father, Max, stood outside the store with a garment bag slung across his shoulder. He looked a bit thin and his features were drawn. Grief made him look older than his forty-eight years. He had the same blue eyes as his son. They were the only apparent physical trait they both shared. Those blue eyes glimmered in recognition as he caught sight of me. His face split into a wide smile. As our eyes met I put a seductive sway into my hips. When I reached him I stood on my tiptoes and gave him a peck on the cheek. I said with a sultry tone, "Sorry, I'm late traffic was terrible." "No need to apologize," Max chuckled. His eyes glinted with glee. They momentarily fell to my perky breasts barely hidden beneath the translucent material of my blouse. He blinked as he caught himself. He opened the store door and with a gallant sweep of his hand said, "Shall we?" Nodding I led the way into the store. I added a little wiggle to my walk. I glanced over my shoulder and grinned at Max who was mesmerized by the undulation of my butt. A sales clerk approached as we entered the store. "May I help you?" "We need the services of your tailor," I replied. The sales clerk took us into the back and Max stepped into a fitting room to change into his gray suit. He came out. The way the suit hung loosely on his five foot, ten inch frame was evidence that he wasn't taking care of himself. Ned had every reason to be concerned about his father. The tailor began to make chalk marks on the gray material of the suit coat as Max lifted his arms straight out. Then he clutched the material of the trousers around Max's middle and marked the spots where he would tack the waistband. The tailor dropped his chalk and accidently kicked it between my feet when he tried to retrieve it. Taking advantage of the opportunity I squatted down in my skirt like a baseball catcher. My bald panty-less pussy was exposed in the three-way mirror. I smiled at Max when he finally made eye contact with me. Still squatting I handed the chalk to the tailor. I was eye-level with Max's hard cock. It was clearly outlined in his trousers. My mouth fell open as I gazed at its mass. It easily matched the length of my arm from wrist to elbow. I was now sure that Max's eyes were indeed the only physical trait Ned had inherited from his father. Max took my hand and pulled me to my feet. He smiled broadly his face was as flushed as mine. He whispered, "Sorry natural reaction to the nude female form." I nodded then whispered back, "I'm glad you find me so arousing." The tailor cleared his throat and informed us he had all the measurements he needed. While Max changed I arranged for the tailor to alter the suit this evening while we ate supper. He agreed once I pressed a hundred dollar bill into his hand. Max changed into a blue polo shirt, which brought out his blue eyes and khaki trousers. His face split into a bright smile when I offered him my hand. He took it and we left the shop holding hands. It just confirmed that Max was in definite need of feminine attention. The mall had a full service restaurant which catered to shoppers who wanted a full course meal instead of the fast-food offered at the food court. We went in and grabbed a booth. I asked Max the last time he had a steak and he simply said, "It's been awhile." Surprisingly Max acquiesced to my request that he get a steak with all the trimmings while I ordered a chicken breast with rice. Max savored a frosty cold beer while I sipped chilled white wine. We made small talk while we waited for our meal, mostly about work. Max explained the new thermoplastics process for manufacturing sinks and I shared my sales experiences. I leaned across the table and ran my fingers over Max's male-patterned baldness. I noticed his eyes transfixed on my breasts that were apparent beneath the fabric of my blouse. I had to raise my voice to break him out of his trance, "Max...Max." Max blushed. "Huh? I'm sorry, what did you say?" "I said you ought to shave your head." "What?" he asked with raised eyebrows. "Men with shaved heads are sexy. Don't you think Kojak is sexier than George from Seinfeld?" Max chortled then repeated Kojak's tagline, "Who loves ya, Baby?" I laughed then patted his face. "I love ya, so think about it." "Okay, I'll think about it," Max assured me. Then he leaned across the table and lowered his voice, "Can I ask you a personal question?" I smiled at Max's well-mannered decorum. "Sure, Max what's on your mind?" "How come you're not wearing any panties?" It was apparent that my pussy was on Max's mind. I crossed my legs as excitement rushed from my belly towards my nether region. I moistened my lips with my tongue then answered, "I slipped them off and gave them to Ned at the airport as a memento of my passion." Max's eyes sparkled. He laughed. Then winked at me and said, "Raquel used to pull similar stunts. I would find a pair of her panties in my briefcase with note pinned to them inviting me home for a Nooner." He paused and appraised me for a moment before he continued, "You remind me a lot of Raquel." "I'll take that as a compliment." "That's how I meant it." Max sipped his beer. "I was afraid to meet you and Raquel when Ned and I started dating. I didn't know how you would react to a biracial girlfriend." Max's eyes furrowed deeply and the corners of his mouth turned down into a sour frown. "Raquel and I always judged people by the conduct of their character not the color of their skin." I patted Max's hand and said, "I know that now. I'm sorry I pre-judged you." Max wasn't finished, "In fact Raquel always thought you were too decent for Ned. And I threatened him with castration if he broke your heart." I laughed. "Ned told me you threaten him but what did Raquel mean?" Max griped my fingers on top of the table. "Before you, Ned's girlfriends where all boobs and butt with superficial hearts. You were different...." "Hey, I got boobs and a butt," I interrupted then admitted, "just not very big ones." Chuckling Max squeezed my hands. "Your boobs and butt are very pretty." "Thank you very much." "It's the least I can say after you flashed your treasure at me." I laughed and smacked his hand. Then smart-alecky I said, "Seeing is believing." Max grinned and came back with, "Now look who's the wisenheimer." His tone grew serious, "But seriously, you were different because you have a deep heart. Your tattoo, 'Family First,' proved it and your explanation about it made Raquel teary-eyed. She was always afraid Ned would break your heart." It was my turn to be teary-eyed I dapped at my eyes with a napkin. I had no idea that Raquel held me in such high esteem. I realized how much Max loved and missed his wife. Somehow I felt she would understand that he needed me. In my heart I knew she would want me to seduce Max. Our food arrived. As we ate Max asked how my mother and father met. I explained that my black father had joined the Navy to escape the ghetto and had been stationed at Subic Bay in the Philippines where he had met my mother. They had married and lived happily-ever-after in Pasadena, California, USA. After we ate we went back to the suit store. While Max tried on the suit to ensure the alterations improved the fit I picked out a pink tie that would match the dress I planned to wear tomorrow. Max came out of the dressing room asking for my approval, I nodded. After paying we left the mall. Max insisted on walking me to my car even though he was parked on the other side of the mall. While we walked I took his arm. The firmness of his bicep made me think of how firm his cock had been earlier. My nipples harden, my belly warmed and my pussy dampened. I tried to clear my mind of lusty thoughts. I settled for clearing my throat instead and explained tomorrow's plans. Max was to pick me up at home then drive to San Pedro to catch the ferry to the Catalina Island. The hotel room would be ready by the time we arrived. I reminded Max to bring an overnight bag. He nodded his understanding as we got to my car. He blushed when I stood on my tip-toes and gave him a peck on the lips. "Thanks for supper and thanks for escorting me," I said. On a sudden whim I grabbed the hem of my skirt and pulled it up. My bald pussy was on full display to my father. Choking with emotion I whispered, "Family First, Max. You're my family too." His eyes immediately dropped to my pussy. He licked his lips as his eyes lingered long enough to see my puffy labia glistening with lust. His eyes hesitantly left my cunt. He looked straight into my eyes. The deep blue pools reflected the longing in his heart. When his eyes met mine I dropped my skirt. I saw the huge bulge tenting his trousers and grew weak in the knees. I jumped in the car before I mounted him right in the parking lot. I waved as I sped away and Max returned it weakly with a confounded look on his face. I don't know what had gotten into me. I thought about calling Max and apologizing for my naughty behavior. But, I didn't feel that bad about it. I was more concerned about his reaction. I was sure he was troubled by the fact that his son's wife was so overtly flirting with him. I was afraid he would call off our date tomorrow because I was making it so obvious that I wanted him to bed me. When I got home I placed a call to Ned and told him what I had done. "You showed my dad your pussy?" Ned's voice rose an octave. "How did he react?" I sighed, "He got a hard-on." "He didn't pass-out from all that blood rushing from his brain to his cock did he?" Ned couldn't contain his laughter. "Ned it's not funny. You didn't see his face. He looked so confused. He's so emotionally vulnerable right now I might have made things worse for him. Please call him." "Okay, Babe, I see your point. I'll call and thank him for taking you to the wedding. If he's upset about you flashing your treasure he'll bring it up. I'll call you back later." While Ned made the call I jumped in the shower. I couldn't help but think of Max's massive manhood. I imagined how pleasurable it would feel as it powered its way into my pussy. I envisioned the gratified look in Max's blue eyes as the moist heat of my pussy enveloped his cock. As these lurid thoughts raced through my mind I frantically palmed my clit to orgasmic oblivion. The phone rang. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it me around my body. I hurried into the bedroom and answered the phone with water dripping off my body. It was Ned. "I don't know what you did to my father but his voice was so giddy. It's hard to believe he was the same guy I talked to yesterday. I thanked him for taking you to the wedding and he said it was his pleasure. He said that he really enjoyed supper with you. And lastly, he said he really didn't have time to talk to me because he had some things to prepare for his date tomorrow." "He didn't say anything about me flashing him?" "Nope. He didn't mention it at all. And, his voice didn't sound like he was feeling guilty about gazing at your gash either. So I think all systems are go for tomorrow." I paused to ponder the enormity of what it meant to actually have sex with Max. In that moment I realized Ned was right it would be making love. Ned's voice resonated in my ear, "Cassie? Babe, are you there? Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm here Mahal," I choked on the wave of emotion. "Are you sure you want me to go through with this? It won't just be a sex act. It will be an act of love." My husband's voice trembled with trepidation as he spoke, "I know. I know. That's what he really needs right now. If showing him your pussy can lift his spirits how much more will his spirits be lifted after enjoying the pleasure of your pussy? " I stifled a sniffle, "But what about us?" Ned's tone was reassuring, "I'll love you even more." "I love you." I whimpered. Ned cleared his throat but his voice still quivered, "I love you too. Don't hold anything back, Cassie, emotionally or physically. Give my father the loving he needs." After saying goodbye I hung-up the phone. I hastily finished drying off, slipped on my nightie and climbed into bed. Emotionally I was exhausted. I quickly drifted to sleep. While my body relaxed my mind did not. Out of the recesses of my mind my deceased mother suddenly appeared in my dreams. She was right beside me, both of us kneeling in the middle of a king-sized bed with our arms around each other's waist. She flashed me a sly smile and said, "Max needs you." We wore matching black garter belts and black fishnet stockings. Our pussies were way too excited and way too wet to wear panties. Since we didn't need panties I guess we didn't need bras either. Our bare breasts sported hard excited nipples. We stifled our giggles as we heard Max's footfalls from behind the bedroom door. He opened the bedroom door. His mouth dropped wide in surprise at the sight of us. With a sultry tone Raquel said, "I asked Cassie to join us." She turned and kissed me. Her tongue teasingly entwined with mine. She broke the kiss, looked Max straight in the eye and continued, "I hope you don't mind." Max looked first at Raquel, drinking in her full beauty. Then his gaze fell to me, feasting on my nakedness. His smile matched the twinkle in his eye. He rasped, "I don't mind at all." Caring Means Sharing He walked into the room ripping open his shirt. Kicking off his shoes he hopped on one leg then the other as he pulled off his socks. He tore down his trousers and stepped out of his boxers. He charged towards the bed his eager erection leading the way like some knight's jousting lance. I met Max at the end of the bed and kissed him hungrily. I arched my back and moaned as he squeezed one breast then bent his head and sucked the other's nipple. Raquel rolled off the bed and dropped to her knees in front of Max. She took his gorgeous gigantic cock in her hand and traced her finger down the huge vein that ran the length of it. The vein visibly pulsated as blood surged through it. She offered it to me. Dropping to my belly on the bed I joined her in feasting on Max's cock. Starting at the base of his cock we each licked up its length until we ended at the head. We then interlaced our tongues in a fiery kiss. As his cock danced between our mouths Max moaned deep in his throat. While Raquel tickled his testicles with her tongue, I sucked on the bulbous head hollowing my cheeks. Raquel jerked her hand down its length. She felt it throb and saw it twitch. Sensing Max was going to cum she forcefully pulled his cock from my mouth and swallowed the whole thing herself. I gapped in amazement as she deep-throated Max's monster. Max bellowed like a bull. Cum spewed from his cock filling Raquel's mouth with more than she could swallow. It ran down her chin and dribbled onto her big breasts. He pulled his still rigid cock from her mouth producing an audible pop. Raquel grabbed me by the back of my head and kissed me. Our tongues tangled in a cummy embrace. She directed, "Max feed Cassie your cock again, while I get her pussy ready for you," I rolled over on to my back and hung my head off the edge of the bed as Max stood in front of me. Once again I took his cock into my mouth. I snaked my tongue around the head of his dick cleaning the remnants of his earlier orgasm. I was amazed that Max hadn't softened after his ejaculation. Meanwhile, Raquel knelt between my spread legs. In no time I was moaning and groaning around Max's cock as Raquel worked her talented tongue into my splayed cunt. She buried two fingers inside me then lightly bit down on my clit. My pussy clinched her fingers as I climaxed. I spit out Max's cock and screamed, "Ohhh!" After I relaxed Raquel kissed me and I could taste myself on her lips. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs invitingly and "My turn." I crawled up between her legs on my hands and knees. I kissed and sucked her upper thigh were it was exposed above her stocking top. I gently bit her puffy pussy lips before burrowing my tongue between them. I wormed a finger into her pussy, her scent was heavenly. I felt Max positioning himself behind me. I stopped my oral manipulation of Raquel while he worked his huge hard cock into my saturated snatch. I panted, "That's it. That's what I want." Raquel stroked my hair patiently as she waited for me to continue to pleasure her pussy. She sighed, "I love what you want to do for Max." It took a few moments for my pussy to accommodate Max's gigantic girth. Once he was fully seated inside me, he said, "Your pussy is so tight. It feels so good, Cassie." I was glad he enjoyed the plush wetness of my cunt as he slowly began moving his massive cock in and out of me. I adjusted to his rhythm and began licking Raquel's pussy to the rocking motion of his thrusts. She groaned with gratification and pushed my face deeper into the hot folds of her cunt. Max's grabbed my hips and pummeled my pussy to a pleasurable pulp. His long hard cock pleasingly poked my G-spot. He was close to orgasm. The rising pressure deep within me indicated I was close to climax too. It would be a race to see who cummed first. His cock grew, then twitched then spewed. He won the race. Feeling his cum bathing my cervix as he bottomed out against triggered my orgasm. I growled into Raquel's gaping gash. My cunt contracted around Max's cock milking the cum from it. Max slipped his softening but satisfied cock out of me. He patted my ass and said, "Thanks Cassie, I needed that." Once Max collapsed beside Raquel I gave her my full attention. I machine-gunned my fingers in and out of her cunt, while I fluttered my tongue against her clit. She moaned and twisted like she was possessed. She raised her knees to her breasts, spreading herself wider for me. She demanded, "Pleasure me, Cassie pleasure me." I drove my tongue into her tunnel like it was a train. When I thought she couldn't take it anymore I gently bite her clit and shoved two sopping fingers up her butt-hole. She clutched the bed spread and arched her back and screamed, "Cumming!" After Raquel's climax was complete I rose from between her legs and snuggled up to her. Max was on the other side of Raquel. He kissed her and then I kissed her. He whispered soft and low, "Thanks Dear for allowing Cassie to pleasure me. I've missed the intimacy of woman's touch since you've been gone." She basked in the afterglow. Her words were reassuring, "I love you both so much." She patted my bare bottom and added, "Thanks for taking care of Max for me." Jolted from my slumber by the ringing alarm that protested in my ear. I bolted upright in my bed. My soaked panties confirmed my night emissions. I sighed, "What a dream." As I went through my morning ablution I wondered what pleasures the day might hold. I dressed in a white T with no bra and black yoga pants that were so sight that I couldn't have worn panties if I wanted to and I didn't want to. Nervous excitement fluttered in my tummy while I waited for my father to arrive. The doorbell rang, he was here. I opened the door and took a quick breath of utter astonishment. Max had followed through with my suggestion and shaved his head. His new look demanded attention and gave him a rugged appearance. He smiled and rubbed his completely hairless head. He asked, "Who loves ya, Baby?" "You love me," I gushed like a teeny-bobber. I found my father's new look to be quite sexy. "That's right I do," he responded. Amusement flickered in his eyes when they met mine. "Shall we go?" It occurred to me that I was very much attracted to my father. That realization made my legs suddenly go weak, but I smiled and handed him my overnight bag. I carried the garment bag with my dress in it and followed him to his BMW. He placed the overnight bag in the backseat on the passenger's side. He took the garment bag from me and hung it on the hook before closing the door. An easy smile played at the corner of his mouth as he opened the passenger door for me. "Max, you look so hot," my voice quivered as I ran my hand over his bald cranium. My lips pressed against his, then gently but hungrily covered his mouth. The color drained from his face as he reluctantly pushed me back to arm's length. His voice was stern as he scolded me, "Cassie, what will your neighbors think?" "Who cares?" "I do. And, you should too, you're a married woman." Scarlet stains appeared on my cheeks. Wordlessly I slid into the passenger seat. Fear and anger knotted inside me producing feelings of rejection and sudden animosity. I regarded Max with somber curiosity as he got into the car and started it. We headed to San Pedro in awkward silence. The air between was filled with inhibition and negative emotions. After a while Max's voice cut the silence, "Cassie we need to talk." "I'm sorry Max, I didn't mean to embarrass you, " I spoke in a weak and timid voice. Max shook his head then confessed, "I wasn't embarrassed. I knew if our kiss lingered any longer I wouldn't be to stop with just a kiss. Since last night you've filled my every waking thought." "I don't understand." His voice betrayed both his excitement and aggravation, "I haven't had a single sexual thought since Raquel passed away. I felt that even thinking about sex would be unfaithful to her memory. Last night when you showed me your treasure I was shocked. But, sometimes a man needs a shock. When you said 'Max you're family too' it reminded me I shouldn't feel guilty about wanting to feel the pleasure of a woman's touch." "So you're not angry with me?" "Not a bit. In fact I appreciate you showing me your treasure. I've thought of little else. To be honest I've beat a blister onto my pecker." I tried to suppress my giggle but it deepened into laughter instead. I calmed then said, "Ned calls my pussy, a treasure too." "It's beautiful no matter what you call it." His voice grew somber, "Listen Cassie, it can't go any further. I appreciate what you've done for me but you're half my age and my son's wife." "You know I love you, Tatay (Daddy)." "Yeah, and I love you too, Kido. But, you're married to my son." We arrived in San Pedro and found a spot in the ferry's parking lot. We grabbed our bags and boarded the ferry. Our tickets had been purchased online so we made our way up the gangway. I made sure to walk in front of Max. My black yoga pants tightly hugged the curves of my ass. With a mischievous smile I glanced over my shoulder and caught Max ogling the rolling globes of my butt. Turning I gave Max a full frontal view of the camel-toe created by my yoga pants. I giggled out loud as his lust-filled eyes drank in the contours of my outlined cunt. He knew he had been busted. He swallowed audibly as I put a little extra swing into my walk after turning to lead the way again. His voice broke with huskiness, "Cassie you're killing me." We checked our bags and made our way to the lounge. After picking up our complimentary beverage, we both chose coffee, we found seats at narrow table. We had just taken our seats when the crew cast off. The ferry made its way through San Pedro Bay out to the blue Pacific. The seventy-five minute trip to Catalina had begun. For a while we just took in the natural beauty of our journey. We spotted some harbor seals frolicking near a buoy just before we hit open water. Once at sea we saw dolphins racing the bow of the boat. Most excitedly we caught sight of a pod of gray whales. Squealing like a little kid I animatedly pointed out the whales to Max. Chuckling he nodded and patted my hand on the table. Unconsciously I took his hand in my and held it wanting to feel his touch as we shared this moment. "My Papa would take us whale watching every spring," I reminisced. "I haven't been whale watching since I graduated high school. I had forgotten how exciting it could be." "I took Raquel and Ned a couple of times but we never got that into it." Soon Max and I edged into a discussion about families and how important they were to us. Finally I informed him about how worried Ned had been about him lately. I said, "Your son loves you very much. People go to great lengths for those they love. He's willing..." "I know Ned loves me," Max interrupted. Then he looked out the window searching for the right words. He seemed to recognize his own needs. He added, "I know you love me too. You made me realize that I still have reasons to live." "You bet you do," I said. I wanted to say more but thought better of it and kissed his cheek instead. I lay my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around me. The rest of the trip was made in silence as we basked in the warmth of the other. A van from the Wrigley Inn picked us up at the dock and whisked us up Mount Ada. The inn was the one time residence of William Wrigley who at one time owned Catalina Island. The former living room was now the inn's lobby. "We're going to need an additional room," Max told the clerk. "I'm sorry, sir. We're booked up and I imagine most of the rest of the hotels on island are too. There are three weddings today and tomorrow as well as the usual tourists needing rooms." Max frowned. His face was clouded with unease as if he were weighing his options. He asked, "Does the room have two beds?" "No sir. None of our rooms do." "Come on Max. It will be fine. We need to get ready for the wedding." I said taking the room key from the clerk. Leading the way to second floor I sauntered up the steps in front of Max. I knew he was watching my ass wiggle just inches from his face so I gave him a salacious show by putting an extra sexy sway in my step. I noticed Max trying to hide his hard-on with the luggage as I slipped the key in the door. Opening the door, I announced, "Welcome to Paradise." It was called the Wales Room because in the 1930's the Prince of Wales had slept in this very room. It had a queen-sized bed, a fireplace and a full bath. Outside the bay window was a panorama view of Catalina's only town, Avalon. This room had the best view in the inn. Grabbing my bags from Max I headed to the bathroom. Thankfully the old-fashioned claw-foot tub had a shower head. The shower curtain made a zipping sound as I pulled it back and cranked on the hot water. I stripped my shirt and then pulled my yoga pants down. The tight material clung to my cunt and I had to tug with some force to peel them down my legs. The bathroom steamed up quickly. I added enough cold water to make it bearable then jumped beneath the soothing stream. I enjoyed the tingling sensation of the water spraying against my breasts. I imagined the feeling was being created by Max's hands. I shook my head negatively and said to myself, "Knock it off, Cassie, you have to get ready for the wedding." My fingers trailed down my torso sending a warm thrill through my tummy. I lathered up my pussy. Lifting the shower nozzle from its cradle I spread my legs and sprayed the water up the insides of my thighs. The warm water caused me to sigh as I swished the nozzle back and forth rinsing the soap from my cunt. I gasped as the pulsating jets of water made subtle contact with my clitoris. With a slight shudder I gushed, "That feels too good." The sensual image of Max entered my mind. I slowed the water flow with a push of a button on the hand-held nozzle then dropped to a squat in the shower. I didn't want an unnecessary trip to the emergency room because I accidentally fell in the shower while playing with myself. I held the nozzle head in such a way as to send a steady stream of water upward against my eager slit. The surging water buffeted my clit and my orgasm built. My face flushed crimson as a current of pleasure rushed from my cunt to my core. Soon, I was writhing in ecstasy. With at tight clench of my buttocks I exploded with orgasmic delight. I plunged into the abyss of ecstasy and howled my release, "Oh, ooh, oooh." As my climax subsided I slid down on my knees and took a couple of deep breathes to clear my head. I heard knocking on the door. "Cassie, are you alright," hollered Max. "Yeah," I hollered back and rose on unsteady legs. My fingers trembled as I turned the water off and grabbed a towel. I stepped out of the shower and quickly wrapped the towel around my satiated body. I opened the door and stuck my head out. I spotted Max dressed in his gray suit sporting the pink tie I had selected. I reported, "I'm okay. I was just, huh, singing in the shower." Max noticed my flustered facade and chuckled, "Is that what you call it? I was afraid you had slipped while masturbating and hurt yourself." I'm sure my face had the "hand in the cookie jar" look to it. Playfully I stuck my tongue out at him. Before retreating behind the door again I said, "I'll be ready in a jiffy." I left the bathroom door slightly ajar so Max could covertly watch me dress by looking into the dresser mirror. It was angled in such a way that my reflection from the bathroom mirror was clearly visible to him. I heard the bedsprings as Max sat on the foot of the bed. I caught a glimpse of Max in the mirror and momentarily I caught his eye as I dropped the towel. I stood in front of the mirror to give him a full frontal view of my nakedness. I saw him smile. My pantimy dress. I ran my fingers around the leg holes in the back of my panties just on top of my butt to get the material out of my ass. The smile on his face let me know he was enjoying the show. I piled my black hair up into a bun. My arms were raised giving him a show as my 34B breasts danced before his gaze. I cupped my tits with my hands and tweaked my nipples between my fingers. Then I put on big silver hooped earrings. Retrieving my dress from the back of the door I slipped it over my head. The pink cotton and spandex material hugged my curves. To add elegance to the simple dress it was encased with a filigree-patterned lace sheath. The neckline plunged to the top of my bust and the back had a triangle cutout that made wearing a bra impossible. Its length from shoulder to hem was 37 inches and showed off my legs perfectly. My naturally smooth dark legs made stockings unnecessary. I slipped a big silver bangle bracelet on my wrist then jammed my feet into a pair of silver colored high heels. Max greeted me with a broad smile as I fully opened the door. His voice grated with emotion, "You look beautiful Cassie." "Thank you Tatay. Are you ready to go?" "Almost, what does Tatay mean? You've call me that twice." "It's a Tagalog word to express intimate affection for an elder male, very roughly in English it's Daddy." "Expression of affection, huh? Well, I have an expression of affection for you," he said and maneuvered behind me. He slipped a silver chain with a pink sapphire stone around my neck and clasped it. His voice grated with emotion, "A small token of the intimate affection I have for you." I picked up the jewel and gazed at its flawlessness. Its pink color matched my dress perfectly. I swallowed hard and bit back the tears that bordered my eyes. I leaned back into him and felt his rigid manhood against my ass. The heady sensation of his lips on my neck sent a chill down my spine. I spun around savagely smothered his lips with mine. The kiss was like the soldering heat that joins metals. Max pushed me back momentarily speechless and panting. His luminous eyes were wide with wonder. The intensity of my kiss left him reeling. His tone was apologetic, "We better go." I didn't trust myself to speak so I simply nodded and followed him out the room. The Inn's van took us and two other couples down into Avalon to the Catalina Casino. The upper floor ballroom was large enough to be arranged with separate seating for both the wedding ceremony and the reception that followed. We quickly found a seat in the wedding area and made polite conversation with the other guests until the ceremony began. My sorority sister Stacy, like all brides, was beautiful in her white gown. Her father beamed with pride as he escorted her down the aisle. I smiled at Max and he winked at me. With subtle grace I ran my hand down the length of Max's thigh and rested it on his knee staking my claim as the ceremony began. Soon the ceremony was complete. The crowd stood to witness the newly joined couple exit the area. I hesitated before I stood to clandestinely grope Max with a subtle squeeze of his cock. "Yea-ow!" shouted Max as he jumped to his feet at the unexpected exploration just as the newlyweds' passed our row. Several people chuckled at his enthusiastic display unaware of its true cause. Max shot me an annoyed look of disapproval as we followed the happy couple to the receiving line. Max and I shook hands with the newlyweds after I introduced him as my date. Stacy's countenance glowed with happiness as she pulled me into a hug. She rolled her eyes towards Max and asked in a hushed tone, "Does Ned about you date?" I replied with a low giggle, "Max is Ned's dad. But I am hoping he fucks me silly later tonight." Stacy whispered, "Does Ned know?" Caring Means Sharing I nodded, "He suggested it." Stacy gave Max another sideways glance, "How kinky, you go girl." From the receiving line we went to the buffet line. Prime rib was the main dish. The chef asked me which I preferred, a thin or thick slice. I replied loud enough for Max to hear, "I want my meat thick and succulent." "I just bet you do," responded the chef thinking I was flirting with him. He cut a big slap of meat and placed it on my plate with a wink. Luckily no one else in the serving line caught my act. With a glare of displeasure Max gripped my elbow and moved me down the serving line. We finished filling our plates and made our way to an empty table. Several other couples joined us as we ate. Music began to fill the ballroom. The groom led his bride onto the dance floor for their first dance. Soon everyone was invited to join the happy couple. I shimmied to the beat of the music. I looked over my shoulder at Max and smiled, he seemed to find the motion of my tight ass mesmerizing. I spun on my heel and opened my arms to him. Max moved into my embrace and we swayed to the rhythm of the music. He sported an erection that pressed into my pelvic area. He was self-conscious about it and he whispered an apology, "I'm sorry Cassie, but you excite me so much. I can't help it." Giggling I ground my pelvis on his erection whispering in his ear, "Don't apologize Tatay, I'm thrilled that I can excite you that much. You know Ned and I love you very much. People go to great lengths for those they love. Ned loves you enough to share his wife with you. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Max's brow furrowed as he weighed the question. Seeing the change on his face I knew he couldn't deny the evidence any longer and had put all the pieces together. He regarded me for a moment then asked, "I understand, have you considered all the consequences and complications that may result?" I nodded my head and pointed to my tattoo and spoke its words, "Family first. You're part of my family. Max, I love you very much. I want to physically express my love for you." His voice broke with emotion, "Cassie, you make my heart swell with feelings I thought had died with my wife. I know you're my son's wife and I'm over twice your age but I can't deny the desire I have for you." The song ended and we parted to applaud. The band started to play a faster number. I took his hand and led him off the dance floor saying over my shoulder, "Let's get out of here." As luck would have it the Inn's shuttle van had just pulled in front of the casino to pick up any departing guests. We were the only passengers but I still pushed Max into the very back seat. "Take your time," I instructed the driver. I caught his eye in the mirror and he nodded knowingly then put the vehicle into gear headed up Mt. Ada to the Inn. I struggled with Max's zipper, trying to get his cock out of his trousers. Finally I unfastened his belt and undid his trousers then slid them out of the way, his cock sprung through the fly of his boxers. I took it in my hand and felt its hefty weight. It was very large and very hard. I was most impressed. I kissed the tip of it then smiled up at him and said huskily, "You have such beautiful cock." Max looked at me longingly. The lust in his eyes revealed how much he needed and wanted to have sex with me. I was determined to pleasure him. I reached down again and gripped the hot flesh of his steel hard cock. I used it as a handle and leaned down to kiss the head of his cock again. Then I moved it out of the way and began to lick his bloated balls as he sat back and watched in fascination. I took his balls into my mouth and gently massaged them with my tongue. I licked my way back up his long shaft slowly, teasing him with my tongue. Then I slid my lips down over his throbbing cock and began to slowly pump my mouth up and down on it. Max moved his hips to meet my lips and soon I was taking the first inch or two of his gigantic cock into my throat. His cock was longer and thicker than my husband's so it was too difficult for me to deep-throat him. He moaned as his cock pulsated with pleasure. I sucked his cock lovingly hollowing my cheeks demanding his essence. It was obvious that he enjoyed it from the way he moaned. When it became apparent that he was about to cum I pulled my mouth back to the head of his cock and used my hand to finish him off. I surrounded the head of his cock with my lips and let him fill my mouth with his hot nectar. Once Max had filled my mouth with his cum I straightened up and smiled at him and showed him that he had, indeed, filled my mouth with cum. Then I swallowed. Max watched, and the pleasure was evident on his face as I swallowed his load. Then I bent down and licked up the few drops that had leaked out of his cock as it went soft. He redid his trousers just as the van pulled up at the entrance to the Inn. We hurried up to our room. After lighting the fireplace the room filled with its flickering ambient light. I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. The dancing shadows of the fire provided a backlight as I stood before Max in just my panties and high heels. I pulled the bobby pins from my hair and shook it down. My voice filled with lust, "I love you Tatay." Max watched me in silence as I walked slowly towards him seductively swinging my hips. His eyes tarried on my bare breasts. He saw that my nipples were hard and rose rigidly from my dusky areolas. His eyes further roamed down to my crotch. He licked his lips. Impishly I smiled at Max. I embraced him and kissed him with passion. I felt his hands squeezing my panty covered buttocks. My slobbering slit felt his very hard trouser covered cock pressing against it. I pushed his suit coat off and dropped it onto a nearby chair. Then I unbuttoned his shirt kissing his chest as I undid each button. Soon it joined his jacket on the chair. Max silently guided me to the bed. I lay across the bed then lifted my hips as he pulled my panties off. I sprawled back down as he pressed my panties to his face and inhaled my aroma. I twisted the barbell that ran through my nipple with one hand and lazily ran a finger from my other hand between the folds of my cunt. "I'm so wet, Tatay," I cooed. Max shed his trousers then stepped out of his boxers. The muscles of his body rippled as he glided with grace onto the bed. His cock was once again erect and swayed between his legs like a hungry beast on the prowl. He murmured, "Cassie you're so beautiful." He picked up my leg by the ankle and kissed my painted toe before he sucked it into his mouth. "Awww, Tatay," I gasped. He smiled as I moaned. He seemed to appreciate my responsiveness. He kissed my ankle noting the coiled dragon tattoo just above it. Then he kissed my knee and slowly worked his way up my succulent thigh. Goose bumps rose all over my trunk as he kissed then licked his way between my legs. He teased me by blowing his hot breath over my splayed pussy. My excitement built as he brushed his lips over my slit with light caresses. I strained and bucked my hips upward. Finally, he put his lips right on top of my slit and kissed it gently then harder. I moaned my pleasure. He used his tongue to broach my pussy. He ran his tongue through the layers of my pussy. Tentatively, his tongue entered me and fucked me with gentle little stabs. It was heavenly and teased the hell out of me. My clit wanted some attention. It stiffed and peeked from its sheath. He brought his tongue to the top of my slit and used it like a probe. Locating my clitoris he licked it hard and pressed his tongue flat against it. I muttered encouragement, "That...that's...it...that's it." He slid two wet fingers firmly but slowly as far as they would go into my drooling cunt. He teased me mercilessly until at last his fingers make contact with my G-spot. "That's the place," I rasped and squirmed on his hand. His fingers tapped against my G-spot with a come hither wiggle. The rocketed his fingers in and out of my cunt with forceful exuberance. "Don't stop...please...don't ever...ever stop," I begged. Gently he pulled my pussy lips apart exposing my clit. He flicked his tongue briefly against it. My thighs thrashed against his bald head. As I writhed about the bed as Max sucked forcefully on my clit. Lifting my butt off the mattress I bucked my pelvis with the rising wave of climax but somehow he managed to keep his mouth on my clit and sucked even harder. "Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!" I wailed. Satisfied that I was on the verge of climax he lightly bit my clit and shoved two fingers up my ass. White light exploded before my eyes as orgasm rippled through my body. The bed quivered beneath me as my body quaked on top of it. I cried out with dizzy delight, "Yeesh, Yessh." As I returned to earth I open my eyes and saw Max's face. He looked pleased that he had given me so much pleasure. He asked, "Did you like that?" Simply nodding I watched with tortured anticipation as Max spread my thighs. He said, "You'll like this even more." I gasped and held my breath as the bulbous head of his cock penetrated my pussy. The length of his massive shaft followed. I squeezed my cunt muscles giving his monster cock a wet welcome. Max gasped, "Your pussy is so tight. It feels so good." "Big...you're big...so....big." I groaned. It a tight fit and I was sure I could feel the blood pounding through the big blue vein on top of his cock. My eyes widen in disbelief as my pussy convulsed around his cock in sudden climax. I closed my eyes and wailed in orgasmic release, "Oooooh! Cumming!" Max fought back his own urge to cum as my cunt squeezed his cock like a velvety vice. He rasped, "Cassie, my love, your pussy is so responsive." Once I recovered I muttered with urgency, "Fuck me, Tatay. Fuck me hard." With that kind of encouragement Max pummeled my pussy to a pleasurable pulp. He set a frantic pace that sent waves of ecstasy throughout my body. With animal-like lust he looked deep into my eyes and curled his lip as he straightened up on his arms adjusting his position to better throttle my pussy. "Ahhhh," I moaned with each powerful thrust of Max's massive cock. Each stab of his cock brought contact between his pelvic and my exposed clit. With each connection an electrical charge surged through my body. I clutched his ass digging my nails into his flesh and held on for dear life as he increased the tempo of his thrusts. Max's face contorted and his torso turned crimson. He was approaching orgasm and I could feel his mammoth manhood thicken within me. He shoved it into my pussy bottoming out against my cervix. His eyes widened and looked deeply into mine as his bloated balls blasted their load. He groaned, "Cumming!" "Fill my pussy Tatay! Fill me with your cum." Feeling the jets of Max's cum coating my cervix mixed with the sensation of his cock prodding my G-spot sent me over the brink. A sudden burst of euphoria exploded within me and my whole body felt scorched from the climatic flash burn. Shockwaves of pleasure made me scream. After emptying himself into my pussy Max collapsed on top of me completely spent. He wept silent tears of emotional release that wet my neck. He murmured words of love and devotion into my ear. I hooked my ankles around his ass to keep him inside me. My pussy overflowed with my father's cum and I cherished the gratified feeling as it dribbled down the crack of my ass. Cocooned beneath his weight I felt warm and loved. I tenderly held his bald head against my neck and cooed in Tagalog, "Palanggâ, Palanggâ" (My Love, My Love). Reassured he rolled off me and lay on his back. I curled up next to my father in the afterglow of our lovemaking. There was no question that I had enjoyed it. It had been an exciting and erotic experience. And I didn't feel the least bit guilty. Resting my head on his chest I listened to the rhythm of his heartbeat. It felt good to be wrapped in his arms. I was only concerned about my husband's reaction now that the deed was done. Max squeezed me tight and broke the silence, "I never expected to feel this way again." Then he confessed, "You've filled the missing piece of my heart. I truly love you, Kido." I kissed his chest and whispered, "Tatay, I love you."