4 comments/ 53793 views/ 26 favorites D-a-a-d Ch. 01 By: mrakm The characters in this story all exist. Names have been changed. Some of the events are true (I wish). All participants are over 18 years of age. ***** Alf "D-a-a-d. What on earth are you Doing??" My daughter Michelle (aka Mickey) stood in the bathroom doorway, staring in disbelief as her "old man" leaned against the washbasin, one hand pumping his healthy 8" cock while the other rubbed the gusset of a pair of her panties over his nose and mouth. Not certain of how to react, I tried to hide my rapidly fading erection with the skimpy silky material. As she turned away, I was sure I noticed a glint in her eye and the beginnings of a smile. Mickey Wow. Catching Dad beating himself like that was a real eye opener. I've seen quite a few good looking cocks in my time, but, for a fifty - something guy, my old man has one absa-fukn-lutely gorgeous piece of meat. Not excessively large (I guess about 8 1/2 inches), but beautifully shaped. I'm sure he could model for a dildo factory. Much better than some of the guys my own age that I've worked on. By the way, I'm considered quite good at the art of blow jobs. My friend Kelly says I'm also not too bad at giving the occasional clit lashing either. She should know - she is openly bi. I'm still trying to figure out which way to go. But, back to the story... After seeing Dad like that, I barely made it back to my room before I had my hand down the front of my panties and my fingers working their way into my rapidly moistening slit. Just the mental picture of that cock was enough to make me s-o-o-o horny. After I had jilled myself off good and properly, I realised that what I'd seen explained quite a few things that I'd noticed over the previous 6 months. Things like the laundry basket not being in the same place I'd left it, Mom's and my underwear mixed up, occasional sticky patches in the bathroom. But the vision of that cock... how to get a feel, or even better, a taste. Just thinking about it made me wet all over again. Maybe, just maybe... Alf Over the next few weeks, I was a lot more cautious in my adventures, making sure that no one was home before I sampled the laundry basket. Just as well, for some reason Mickey's panties seemed more aromatic than before. Also, Mickey started openly staring at my crotch area, especially when I was in my bathing costume. Over and above that, she appeared more clumsy than usual, bumping into me and almost grabbing me at times. My daughter the vamp??? Mickey Once I decided that I wanted a taste of that lovely cock, I tried my best to let Dad know what I really needed. I changed underwear morning, noon and evening. Just to make it even more tempting, I would give my panties an extra rub over my slit before dropping them in the basket. Getting physically close was a special challenge. Although Mom is frigid, (I haven't heard anything from behind their bedroom door in ages) she is insanely jealous. Pretend clumsiness could only get me so far, although it did give me a couple of good gropes at Dad's tackle box, and a few rubs of my tits against his back. I had a choice... Straight talk, or something more erotic... Alf On a warm Sunday morning, thinking I was alone in the house I heard scratching sounds from Mickey's room. Thinking that one of our cats had (again) gotten tangled in the blinds, I slowly and quietly opened her bedroom door, not wanting to cause further panic & risk a destroyed blind. Not a cat, but Mickey, lying on her bed, panties around her ankles, knees apart, working her fingers into what must be the most gorgeous pussy I've ever seen. Neatly trimmed coppery-blonde curls around a perfect, moist slit. Her eyes were half-closed, and the occasional whimper crept through her lips. I stood rooted to the spot, unable to comprehend what I was watching. Eventually I backed out of the doorway, and barely made it to my bathroom before ripping off my pants, grabbing a handful of liquid soap, and spending the next half hour yanking every last drop of cum from my aching prick. Over the next couple of days, I just had to think of Mickey on her bed like that to give myself a raging hardon. Mickey When Dad saw me busy diddling my clam, his face was a picture of note. He sure didn't back out the room quickly, and I think I gave him a pretty good show. Our next "encounter" now needed to be carefully planned if I wanted to feel /taste/get face-painted... Phew just thinking about it made me wet all over again. Up to now, I hadn't thought of discussing this with anyone. To be honest, who ever thinks her own father is a hunk and regularly wets her bed just thinking about his knob? And, anyway, how do you bring it up in polite conversation? "My old man has a beaut dick and I Jill myself to sleep every night just thinking about it." Yeah. Right. "By the way, I also caught him sniffing my underwear." Even. Better. Just maybe... Kelly When Mickey asked me for a sleepover, I immediately agreed. Knowing also that her mom, Amy (inappropriate name if I ever heard one. She is so NOT ami- anything), would be out of town for the weekend made it even more attractive. I've never made a secret of the fact that I really fancy Mickey's hot little bod. Yes, I bend both ways, but sex with another girl, especially one like Mickey can be far more satisfying than merely having a dick humped in and out of your fanny. Not that I dislike dicks or anything, but you get my drift. So, with visions of a weekend-long pizza and wine-flavoured lickfest, I bathed, trimmed my bush neatly, broke out some really sexy underwear, and presented myself at Mickey's place. Alf greeted me at the door. I'd just have to cool my jets for Mickey until he left for his regular Friday squash game. We didn't have long to wait, and Mickey and I quickly ordered takeout pizzas and cracked open a bottle of red plonk. While waiting for the pizza guy to arrive, Mickey and I got into a quick clinch. Wow can that gal kiss... and her fingers... Pizza eaten, more wine glugged, cats fed, we moved to Mickey's bed for the main event of the evening. Mickey Kelly's slightly Reubenesque body can only be described as FUN. Boobs that just spill out of the smallish bras that she prefers "Gotta keep these puppies in check somehow". Little extra rolls at the top of her thighs ; chubby butt cheeks. Combine all this with an attitude that just screams sex, and you have a recipe for an awesome girls night in. Dad gone, pizza eaten, couple of wines down, and we headed for the bedroom. Kelly Getting to Mickey's room took a while. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. Any thoughts I had of showing off sexy undies went out the window - I couldn't get them off quickly enough. By the time we hit the bed, we were lip-locked, one of Mickey's hands giving my nipples the once-over and the other teasing around my bush, just brushing my pussy lips. I gently pushed her down on the bed and started working on her pert little 32B's. Without much effort I could (well almost) fit a whole one in my mouth at a time. I slipped my hand between her thighs, and was again surprised at how wet this girl can get. Slipping one, two, then three fingers into her brought on a series of quick gasps. By the time my thumb found and started rubbing her clit, she was almost ready to cum. We quickly changed over to a 69, and she started gently nibbling the inside of my thighs. For a so-called novice at this game , this kid was good. She worked her tongue into my by now drenched slit. At the same time I started giving her clit a serious tongue-lashing, her heady aroma driving me wild. We came almost simultaneously, our gasps of joy muffled by the thighs around our faces. After rearranging ourselves, we lay cuddling, idly toying with one another's nipples, giving each other gentle kisses and nibbles. "Kel... can I ask a question... What do you think of my dad? I mean, do you think he's sexy? What do you suppose he's like in bed?" Not sure where this was going, but I've often wondered the same thing myself, especially since I accidently barged in on "Uncle" Alf in the shower a couple months ago. Definitely a case of all the right stuff in the right places. More than a half-decent body, and a very nicely proportioned prick. Not the biggest I've seen, not the smallest either. In brief, in my opinion, something definitely worth getting my mouth (or even maybe my throat) around. "Well I guess he is kinda sexy for an older guy... why'd you ask?" "You see, I've got a bit of a secret to share, you can't tell anyone, but it's like this..." By the time Mickey had finished her story, I was drenched, and could see she was heading the same way. Already a plan was forming... Alf Getting home from my squash game, I called a quick "Hi" to the girls and asked through the door what they were doing. (" Just watching an old movie dad"). I dropped my sports bag in the bedroom, and settled down in front of the TV with a Scotch to catch up on the news. As per usual, I must have dozed off, and woke up with Kelly gently tapping my shoulder. "Uncle Alf, Mickey asked me to get some popcorn, and I can't find it. Can you please help?" As I opened my eyes, I realised that the oversized T-shirt that Kelly was wearing was, well, not oversized enough. Peeking out from under the hem was one extremely neat little muff. Neatly trimmed, slightly damp-looking with lips just peeking out between the top of chubby thighs. Obviously this kid did not give too much attention to the requirements of the so-called "gap club". Kelly followed my line of vision, but did nothing to try to hide herself. In fact, she shrugged her shoulders so that the hem pulled up a little more. The tent in my track pants was testimony to my reaction. "Are you OK, did I startle you?" She asked (seemingly) innocently, her eyes focusing on my waist area. "Um, err... I think in the cupboard above the microwave." I replied, trying to shift to hide my now throbbing erection. "If not there, then we've run out." "'Kay, then, guess we'll just have to go without," she made a little frown, " 'night then." She leaned forward as if to give me a good night peck on my cheek, but then found my mouth directly, her tongue stabbing at my lips. At the same time, she rolled down onto the couch next to me, and slid her hand into the front of my track pants, dragging her nails gently down the length of my now aching rod. I leaned over and started nuzzling her firm 34 C's through the light cotton T-shirt. She let out a little whimper as I slid my hand down her belly and gently prised her legs apart. The top insides of her thighs were soaked. As I lifted the T-shirt over her head, she scooched round to lie full length on the couch. Softly tugging my hair, she guided my face down her stomach to her pussy. Working her nipples with my hands, I sank my face between her legs. The scent, the taste, the feel of her perfect pussy lips under my tongue was almost enough to make my dick explode. We manoeuvred ourselves into position, and soon her mouth was around my throbbing erection. We both dug deeper with our mouths, and, within a couple minutes, she and I enjoyed an awesome orgasm. As we lay back, still fiddling with each others sexes, I turned her face to mine and swallowed her tongue. Exhausted, we lay on the couch. Mickey I quietly followed Kelly down the passage to see what she would get up to with dad. Watching her take him in her mouth while he took a serious muff dive on her fanny left me soaked. Just a few more minutes before I got in on the action... Kelly Al's mouth working my pussy was something else. Once I got his dick in my mouth, it was magic. I think I came three times in a row. Looking over his shoulder, I saw Mickey watching us. Just the thought of her reaction made me cum even harder. I squirted his mouth full of juices, and heard him groan as he eventually let rip down my throat. Talk about coming in gallons. Alf While tonguing Kelly, I felt a hand cupping my balls. Next, another mouth was busy on my cock. I looked up, and saw my "baby girl" working me like a total professional. Mickey Finally, after weeks of waiting, I was tasting dad's cock. And nice? What a question? All I'd dreamt of and then more. I squeezed Kelly aside (dammit she's had enough now), and swung around so that I was in the proper 69 with him. Kelly didn't take it badly, she worked it so she could share my dripping pussy with him while her fingers gave my tits a proper razzling. After a few more minutes, all three of us lay back, totally spent. Next... Kelly watches father & daughter make dreams cum true. D-a-a-d Ch. 02 This is a continuation of my first submission to Literotica. Alf, daughter Mickey, & her friend Kelly have just finished their first encounter together... Alf "I'm sta-a-arving. Any pizza left?" Kelly stretched, and slowly disentangled herself from Mickey & myself, giving me yet another eyeful of her chubby pussy. I was just quick enough to wrap my arms around her butt and pull her towards my face for a quick sniff & lick before she squirmed away giggling. "God, don't you think of anything but food?" Mickey groaned, unwrapping her legs from around my thigh. "Need to maintain, you know. Besides, you should know best of all that a big chunk of my mind is always occupied with the next best thing to food" she grinned, leaning over to give my little girl a playful tweak of her nipple. "Well it's nearly 1am," I reminded her. "The only place that'll deliver now is the same pizza guys from earlier. Either that or we have to make do with leftovers from the kitchen." "OK, I'll phone them while you and Mickey tidy up here. Bring a couple of extra duvets & pillows for later so we can get r-e-e-ally comfy." Mickey A few minutes later, Kelly returned to the lounge, a naughty gleam in her eye. "How'd you folk feel about giving the pizza guy an eyeful?" I burst into a fit of giggles, remembering the last time she and I did something like that. The old man from the pool service hasn't been quite the same since. (Deservedly so, old pervert - tried to sneak a peek & got a whole lot more than he bargained for). As soon as we explained to dad, he was fully on board. (Beginning to discover that my old man is a lot more fun than I thought he was). Kelly As soon as the doorbell rang, Alf grabbed his wallet, and he and I went to answer, with Mickey following just behind, all three of us wearing nothing but smiles. I opened the door, and the poor pizza kid nearly dropped everything. Me showing off my not inconsiderable assets, Alf next to me with a just-over half-mast boner (dammit that's a nice piece), and Mickey bringing up the rear. Pizza Guy's reaction was instantaneous. He blushed beetroot, and I'm almost sure I could hear the zits on his neck popping. I focused on the tent developing in his pants, as Mickey slipped one hand around Alf's rapidly growing erection, and the other between my legs. "t-t-t-hat w-i-i-ll buh-be a h-h-undred," he stammered, passing the pizza boxes through the security gate. "MasterCard OK?" Alf asked with a straight face, pretending to swipe it down my butt crack. "But Alf, that's a chip card, you have to use the other slot." I chirped, using two fingers to spread my pussy lips, giving him a perfect view of my well lubricated pink interior. Just for effect, I squeezed a couple of drops of pee out. "Sorry sir, but we only do cash" he responded, trying to look anywhere but the three naked, obviously horny bodies in front of him. Mickey grabbed Alf's wallet, and then "accidently" dropped it, giving her a prime opportunity to bend over and give us all a good and proper rear view of her puckered little butthole above puffy pussy lips. It was all I could do not to go down on my knees there and then and lick her to death. Pizza Guy grabbed the cash from Mickey, spun around, and disappeared up the driveway. I think he stalled his scooter 6 times before he made the 20-odd metres to the gate. Alf Back in the lounge, munching pizza, glugging on a decent Cape red, and feasting my eyes on two luscious just-past-teen cuties, I considered what had happened to me in the past couple hours. I had not experienced sex like this in thirty-odd years. This was, to say the least, dangerous. "Kids, what is the deal here? I mean, this is absa-effen-loutely awesome, the stuff wet dreams are made of, but I can't imagine the shit we'd be in if we're caught. Don't get me wrong, I could do this for the rest of my life, but maybe we need to set some ground rules..." "Dad," Mickey interrupted, "you're babbling. Kelly and I have thought some of it through. The rest we can make up as we go along. I'll go first..." "Dad, I'm still (well technically) a virgin, and I want to stay that way for another couple of years. So I can only go so far. Also, we're gonna have to hide this from Mom. I'm sure we can, but Kel and I will have to get more interested in squash, and you're going to have to take up mountain biking again so that we can get away together more often. You, Kelly?" she looked across to her friend. "Simple, seeing as Mickey has covered the logistics, I just have one primary rule... No, absolutely none, not, nyet, nada... You get the message.. No toys. I have a bit of a phobia about them. As far as the virginity thing goes. Well I'm not, so I'm just waiting for Mickey's go ahead before you and I get to fuck each others brains out, hopefully this weekend still." She added with that now-familiar grin. "My only real worry is contraception." "Good news on that one." I replied, "I had a V-job about just after Mickey was born, so whatever I pump out is free of any swimmers. Anything else, Kel?" "Well, yes,there is," for the first time I thought I saw her (well almost) blush. "we need to do a bit of a tidy and trim. I mean you've seen mine and Mickey's, don't you also want us to enjoy something neater?" "Yes Dad," Mickey chipped in, "you've got that neat electric trimmer for your beard. We can use that. I mean we're not going to shave it all off or do a Brazilian on you." Well, if this was a deal-breaker, then, I guessed, shit or bust, here goes nothing. Also, if it meant having my gentle bits handled by two naked sexy chicks, what could I lose? (Apart from a few ball hairs and some itchiness - anyway they say the difference between a good and bad haircut is only two weeks). After assembling the trimmer and a short debate about the setting to use, (settled on 9mm - little less than a half-inch for the non-metric readers), the girls set to work. The buzzing of the trimmer, along with gentle handling, (Kelly: Don't worry, if I hurt you I'll always kiss it better), soon elicited a raging throbbing erection. Mickey Giving Dad his "haircut" sure got everyone's juices flowing. I ran my lips over his knob, giving them a good coating of his pre-cum, then took a fingerful of my own juices, smeared them on his lips, and started a slow, deep kiss. The taste and aroma of our mingling fluids sent spasms through my aching pussy. I worked my way down his body, pausing to give special attention to his nipples, then planting butterfly kisses up and down his thighs,but carefully avoiding any contact with his trembling cock until I was ready. Kelly, in the meantime, had obviously picked up that I wanted "me time" with Dad. She was sitting on the couch, legs wide open, one hand toying with her boobs, the other idly stroking her pussy, clearly enjoying the show. I squeezed up against Dad, riding my pussy on his thigh while circling his prick with thumb and forefinger. Dad's mouth latched onto one of my nipples, and sucked hard. It was only a few seconds before I felt the first waves of my orgasm rippling through my fanny. I wrapped my whole fist around his throbbing prick and started jerking furiously. A low moan from Dad was my only warning before what seemed like gallons of cum shot through my hand all over his stomach. That was enough to send me over the edge. A couple more pussy - thigh grips, and I came, squealing as my juices flowed onto his leg. Kelly Wow!! I've seen some good porn in my short life, but watching my best friend jerking her old man while rubbing herself off on his thigh made all those movies look like the Kiddy TV channel. With just a little help from my own fingers, I came at almost the same time as Mickey & Alf. I rolled off the couch, and wrapped my arms around them both. After a few more minutes of smooching & groping, the three of us fell into exhausted slumber. Next... Kelly gets her turn with Alf