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Daughter Sandra Ch. 01

By: enventory



Sandra's parents, Jim and Sally, were in town for the week and were joining the two of us for dinner. They hadn't seen Sandra and me since the wedding, so they felt overdue for a visit. Of course, in the four months since the wedding, a lot had changed about their young daughter. It was going to be an interesting night as they learned about those changes.

As much as I was responsible for these changes, Sandra was just as responsible. Or rather, her innate, base human needs were responsible. I had simply helped her unlock them. It had actually been much easier than I anticipated and she had ended up a very willing participant. It was due to her role in these changes that I decided to take a more hands-off approach during dinner.

I spent the afternoon grocery shopping and picking out some nice bottles of wine. I was planning on making some steak and asparagus, just to keep it simple. Turns out it's somewhat hard to cook now that Sandra is her new self. Besides, who doesn't like a good steak?

I made my way home, threw some olive oil, salt, pepper and rosemary on the steaks, fired up the stove and oven and got to work. The sizzle of the steaks cooking was loud enough to drown out sounds from other parts of the house, which was helpful. I put the steaks in the over to finish them off, added the asparagus and opened a couple bottles of wine.

The doorbell rang shortly thereafter and I walked over to the door to let Jim and Sally in. They greeted me with huge smiles.

"Derrick! So great to see you! It's been too long!" Sally gave me a big hug. Jim reached out to shake my hand.

"Son, I'm happy we could make it. I was beginning to wonder if you'd stolen our Sandra away for good!"

I chuckled, "No, no, I wouldn't dream of it. We kept meaning to make the trip down, but it's been crazy since the wedding. Please, come in. Dinner is almost ready."

Mys walked in and set down their jackets and purse. I walked back to the kitchen to check on the steaks. Jim followed me in, closed his eyes and took a whiff.

"Smells great! I can't wait to eat; I'm starving." He walked into the dining room and said, "So where's Sandra? She wasting her time getting ready for her boring old parents?"

I grinned, "Yeah, you could say that. She'll be down in a few. Why don't you two take a seat and I'll grab you some wine."

Sally joined Jim in the dining room and they approached the table. As they did, they both paused at the seat right in the middle. They looked down, cocking their heads, uncertain what it was. As they continued to stare, Sally began to get a bit flush in the cheeks.

"Umm, what is this, Derrick?"

I glanced over my shoulder and said, "Oh, it's Sandra's. She can explain it to you when she comes down. It's just a piece of furniture.

Of course, it was NOT just a piece of furniture. Rather than a chair, there was a stool, on top of which was a device that looked like a bit like a saddle. On top of the saddle was a rubber protrusion, about seven inches long and five inches around, tapered off at the top. In front, there was a small patch of rubber that was textured, with a bunch of small bead-like structures. Hanging from a little hook was what looked like a control pad with dials. In other words, it was a sybian.

There was no way they would know that, although it seemed Sally had some idea what it was for. Shaking her head in slight confusion, she finally made her way to her seat. Jim took his seat, too, and I dropped off the glasses of wine.

I took the steaks out and plated them with the asparagus. I brought the four plates over and set them on the table, including one in front of Sandra's "seat." I then proceeded to cut up the steak and vegetable into bite-size pieces. Jim looked at me quizzically.

"Well now that's funny. Such a doting husband, cutting up her food for her! But I must say, that is odd for such a nice piece of meat."

I smiled at the last line. "Yes, it truly is a nice piece of meat."

I then took my seat, picked up a small bell and rang it. "Sandra should be right down, now."

Jim and Sally were now totally confused and exchanged glances that said they knew something was up. I dug into my steak, waiting for the show to begin.

Soon we heard footsteps coming down the stairs, rather slowly. Once they reached the bottom, they continued through the foyer, into the kitchen and finally into the dining room.

To say Jim and Sally were stunned would be an understatement.

Standing in front of them was their 23 year old daughter, her dark brown hair falling in curls down her shoulders and over her chest, ending just above her very exposed breasts. It wasn't that she wasn't wearing anything; on the contrary, she had on a quarter-cup bra, which covered only the underside of her breasts, pushing them up perfectly, yet leaving her very pink and very erect nipples to point out proudly towards her mother and father.

The face framed by those curls was in heavy makeup, something you would see at a nightclub or popular lounge. There was a light sheen of sweat and you could tell she was slightly out of breath. Her eyes were somewhat cast downward, even though the rest of her body language exuded confidence.

Below, she had on a garter belt and stockings, though it was quickly obvious she was wearing no panties. Her vagina and pubic area was completely shaven, with more than a light sheen of sweat covering the skin. In fact, as she stood there, Derrick saw a drop of her juices dangling between her pussy lips and connecting to her right thigh. Below that, there was a trail of juices that had run down her leg. Her arousal was not only visible, but Derrick could smell her musky womanhood as well.

And of course, she was standing in 4-inch heels, adding definition to her calves and forcing her ass to stick out an extra inch or two.

As Sandra walked into the room, she greeted her parents in a slightly husky voice, "Hi Mom, Dad. Glad you two could make it."

Jim stammered, looking at Sally, me, Sandra, and back to Sally. You could tell he didn't want to look at his daughter in this way, but it was also hard for him not to.

"What, what...what the hell is this? Sandra! Why the hell are you naked?"

Sandra looked down again, almost ashamed, and replied, "Dad, don't worry. It's ok. I don't really like wearing many clothes anymore. Not unless they show off my body."

Jim opened his mouth to speak again, but went silent as Sandra approached her seat. He was rendered speechless as his lithe, young, naked daughter walked in front of the device and bent over. Her tits spilled even further out of her bra, hanging freely below her. She spread her legs apart and reached between them with her right arm, grabbing the protrusion by its base and aiming it towards her body.

Jim and Sally both just sat there, mouths agape as their daughter proceeded to squat down over the seat, placing what was now obviously a dildo at the entrance to her pussy. She inserted the head and ever so slowly began to push her body back against it.

As the first bit of the rubber penis entered her, she let out a low moan, closing her eyes, lifting her head up and opening her mouth. She continued her descent down until about half of the dildo was inside her.

"Fuck, that's good. I feel so stretched. I'm glad I stayed away from the monsters earlier today."

Sally choked out, "Mmmmmonsters?"

Sandra opened her eyes. "Why yes, mother. My monster cock toys. If I had played with those today, this wouldn't feel so fucking good."

She closed her eyes once more, lifted herself about one inch off of the dildo and then lowered herself again, this time taking all but the last inch.

"Unngggggghh!" She was starting to pant. "Fuck! I love how it gets wider at the bottom! It feels like I'm going to tear my pussy apart."

Jim was shifting in his chair uncomfortably; with what I'm certain was the biggest hard-on of his life. Sally couldn't take her eyes off her daughter's stretched vagina.

I kept eating. I didn't want the steak to get cold.

Sandra lifted up once more, letting almost all of the fake dick slide out of her. Under the light, the rubber material was glistening with her lubrication. She then pushed back with one sudden movement and took the entire thing all at once.

"Gaaaaawd! Oh fuck! Yes. So big. So big." She just panted for a few seconds, then looked over to me with lust in her eyes. "Fucker, it feels so good. It's pressing right up against my butt plug. I can feel them touching each other through my body. Oh God..."

Her parents had no idea that her ass was filled with a fairly substantial butt plug, but then again, she hadn't exactly shared that with them.

She reached down to the control pad and turned a couple of dials on. Suddenly there was a low hum in the room as well as the sound of a gear grinding.

I asked my wife, "Are you ready to eat?" She nodded silently.

Jim stood up. Finally realizing what he was witnessing, he appeared to have had enough. "What?!?! This is ridiculous! She can't eat like this! Honey, what on Earth are you doing? I still don't understand why you're naked and why you're sitting on that, that, THING with some sort of "butt plug" in you as well. What the hell is going on here?"

Sandra looked ashamed again, though that only seemed to fuel her arousal. "Daddy, sit down. It's fine. This is how I eat now. I've never felt more alive in my life, so can you please just sit down and eat with us?"

Jim looked on in astonishment, unable to believe what he was seeing. Sally, still surprised at what her daughter had just put inside herself, patted Jim on the arm. "Jim, this is no doubt unusual and perverted, but she is still our daughter. Let's let her eat however she wants and we'll talk about this after."

Jim just shook his head. I stood up and approached Sandra, reaching into my pockets. I pulled out a pair of handcuffs and pulled her arms behind her. I locked the cuffs so she was unable to use her hands. Jim's eye's widened even further.

"Now you just wait a minute here. I won't let you degrade my daughter like this." He started to walk over to me, when Sandra spoke up.

"Daddy, he isn't degrading me. He has freed me. I want all of this. I want a cock inside me as often as possible. I want my body exposed. I want it punished. I want to be humiliated. I was the entire world to watch me cum again and again and again."

She looked up at me. "Finish the preparation, please."

I grinned at Jim, who was slinking back to his chair, finally settling into it. I took out two metal clamps and attached each one to Sandra's protruding nipples.

"Aaaaahh. Ahhhh. Ouch. Ouch. Oooh. God. Uggghhhh."

Finally, I connected the two by a chain and added a small weight to the center of the chain, which pulled her nipples down and inside. As she moaned, the weight swayed back and forth, making her pain even greater.

I went back to my seat and resumed my meal. Sandra, confined by the handcuffs, leaned forward to grab a bite of steak with her mouth. She had to lift up a bit, causing the rotating dildo to slide out an inch or so. Her movement also put more of the weight on the chain, tugging at her nipples.

She sat back down and moaned, chewing on her dinner. She was grinding her hips very slowly, making sure the small beads in front of her were making contact with her clit.

She was the picture of unadulterated lust and she was loving it. With each bite, she'd enjoy the feeling of being penetrated once more, not to mention the stress on her tits. One bite after another, she'd move up and down, back and forth. Her moans were getting louder and she was beginning to pant quite heavily.

Meanwhile, her parents were trying to eat, though it was hard for them to focus. They had taken only a few bites, though both glasses of wine were empty.

About five minutes into the meal, Sandra took a pause from eating. She was looking downward, focused. She was really grinding her hips against the sybian now and the base flaps of the dildo and pad were making smacking sounds due to how wet she'd gotten them.

She suddenly stopped grinding and lifted her head up. Her eyes were still closed, but her back was arched and it appeared that she was trying to push down even further on that thick cock.

Finally, she spoke. Pleading, begging. "Mom, Dad. Please watch me come. Please watch your sluttly, cock-hungry daughter come. Watch this chain swing from my tits, pulling my nipples out further each time. Watch my pussy cum all over this machine. Watch my face contort in ecstasy as it twirls around inside of me. Please, Mommy. Daddy. Watch. Me. Cum."

And then she came.

Sandra threw her head back and let out a very deep, long, moan. It slowly grew in volume and intensity. Only her short breaths interrupted the sound of that moan. As it rose in pitch, it started to sound more like a scream.

Her back was as arched as she could make it, her tits jutting out proudly from her chest, the chain swinging wildly. Her scream became louder and finally reached a climax. She shouted out, "OH. GOD. YES! IT FEELS SO FCKING GOOD!" Her hips started thrusting back and forth in little short bursts, and each time her clit made contact with the little beads up front, she'd squeal.

Meanwhile, as she was coming, fluid was pouring out around the dildo, sopping the sybian, the stool and the floor. It was almost like she had a hose inside of her that was draining water out of her pussy.

Jim and Sally just sat there silently, watching their daughter come like a little slut. Both of their faces were red and flushed. Sally seemed to be breathing a little harder and Jim was doing everything he could not to reach down and touch himself through his pants.

I finished up my steak and poured another glass of wine.

When Sandra finally calmed down, she slumped forward, her head and her tits swaying back and forth. Her breathing had slowed, though she was still laboring a bit.

I knew she needed a minute, so I decided to fill in thes with what had taken place in the months since the wedding.

"Jim, Sally, I know you're surprised by what you've just seen, but trust me, this is all done of her free will. Prior to the wedding, the sex had always been great, but it wasn't until the honeymoon that we realized her potential. We didn't leave the hotel room much, other than to go to a local sex shop and buy new toys and clothes. We explored our sexuality for those two weeks and in the process unleashed the sexual beast that is your daughter. I must say, I was a bit surprised."

Jim looked at me with doubt on his face. "You mean you brainwashed her. You turned her into a whore. You did something to my sweet daughter that has turned her into...into...this! I can't begin to believe she wanted any part of this!"

I started to reply, but Sandra, who had rejoined the conversation, interjected. "Daddy, you can believe what you want to, but this is who I am now. I never had any idea this was in me, but now that it's been let loose, it can' t be bottled up again. Something awakened in me during the honeymoon and now all I can think about is being filled with cock or having my body stimulated in some way."

She turned to her mother. "Mom, it truly is wonderful. I feel like my body is on fire all the time. Even now, sitting here naked, in front of you two, impaled on a large rubber cock, having just come, it humiliates me and shames me. But that shame just turns me on more. To have my own parents see what a slut I am, there's no way to describe it."

A little grin crossed her face. "You should try it sometime."

Sally stammered. "Oh heavens no! I could never...I mean, I would never...I just...." She looked at her husband, who was now shocked at his own wife's hesitation. She finally found her resolve. "No! I would never degrade myself this way! It's just not right!"

She stood up and looked at her husband. "Jim, I think we should go. I've had enough for one night." As Jim stood, Sally looked at me. "Thank you for dinner, but I cannot thank you for what you've done. We need to talk about this further, you know. But only when Sandra can dress decently and not behave in such a way."

Sandra stood up and said, "But Mom, you're going to miss dessert." As she stood, there was a loud plop when the dildo fell out of her sopping pussy. She moved to the side of the sybian and bent over, with her ass facing me. She lowered her head down and took the dildo into her mouth, savoring her own cum. Once she had taken the entire thing, I got out of my chair and moved behind her.

Jim and Sally had started to say they didn't want dessert, but were once again captivated by the show their daughter was putting on. So they just stood there, dumbfounded.

I reached over to Sandra's ass and grabbed the base of the butt plug. I started to pull it out, which caused Sandra to moan around the cock in her mouth. As I pulled, her anus began to stretch open, though there was plenty of resistance to keep the object inside.

Applying more pressure, the large, rounded plug began to appear, stretching her even wider. I looked over at Jim and Sally and said, "You really should see this. Your daughter has quite the ass."

They shot me a quick look of disgust, temporarily shaken from their revere. The plug finally slid out of her ass and I set it down on the table. I then proceeded to undo my belt, unbutton my pants and pull down my zipper. I released my cock from the confines of my pants and moved closer behind Sandra.

Jim's eyes went wide again. "No....no....you can't......"

I smiled as I placed the tip of my cock at the entrance to her rectum, grabbed her hips and pushed forward.

Sandra's moan was audible as my cock entered her. Thanks to the butt plug and all of her natural lubrication, I slid in to the hilt on the first stroke. Not wasting any time, I started to pump away violently. I knew how she liked it and I didn't give a damn if her parents were uncomfortable.

I started smacking her ass as I pounded my tiny wife. Jim half fell back into his seat. Sally remained motionless as the sound of my hips smacking into their daughter's ass filled the room.

I normally have very good control, but the scene that had unfolded before me had left me very aroused and dripping precum. I knew that given the current situation (me fucking my slutty wife in front of her parents), I wasn't going to last long.

I grabbed Sandra's hips even tighter and really gave it my full effort. I was grunting as I thrusted, breaking a sweat and feeling my balls getting ready to dump their load. Sandra was also grunting, but mostly because she was enjoying the feeling of my throbbing dick penetrating her ass over and over again.

Finally, with one last powerful thrust, I emptied myself into my wife's ass. Spurt after spurt shot deep into her colon, filling her. It was hot and it was a lot.

Sandra, feeling load upon load enter into her, came once more, though not as forcefully as before.

Once I was sure that every drop of my cum was inside of her, I pulled my cock out of her ass and stood there waiting. Sandra pulled her mouth off of the dildo and grabbed a dessert plate from the table with her mouth. She placed the plate on the floor and turned around to face me. She slowly squatted over the plate, lowering herself until my manhood was in front of her face.

Realizing what was about to happen, Jim stood up again and walked around the table. "Baby, no! You can't put that in your mouth! It was just in your...in your....it was in your butt!"

She gave her father a quick smile and said, "I know, Daddy. Isn't it awful? I'm such a slut that I'm willing to suck my own filth off of my husband's dick. Well, anyone's dick, really. Even yours, Daddy, if you want me too"

Jim turned bright red as his jaw dropped and it might have been my imagination, but I could have sworn I saw his cock twitch in his pants at the mention of his daughter letting him fuck her in the ass.


Daughter Sandra Ch. 01



She turned back to my cock and started to clean it. As she took me into her mouth, the sound of wet farts began to fill the air. Sally was confused for a moment, but Jim immediately knew what was happening. He looked down at the plate below his daughter's ass and saw my milky cum begin to dribble and spurt out of her.

She continued to expel my cum from her ass, filling the plate with a mostly white, but slightly brown mixture. She had been working her kegels, so she was able to get most of it out on her own. Once the dribble slowed to just a few drops and I had been cleaned off, she turned back around, kneeled down even further and put her face over the plate.

She turned her eyes up towards her father and pleaded once more, "Daddy, watch me eat dessert. Watch me eat my husband's cum from my ass. Watch me lap it up and enjoy every moment of it." She then lowered her head, her arms still cuffed behind her back, and proceeded to lap up the shit-tinged cum.

Sally had her head down on the table at this point, lightly sobbing. Jim continued to watch, his anger apparently having receded and replaced with lust for this sex-crazed creature in front of him.

As Sandra ate her dessert, I put myself back together and went into the kitchen to grab the rest of our desserts. I said to Sandra's parents, "Please, sit back down, I have some cake for us."

Utterly defeated, Jim sat back down while Sally kept her head in her arms. I retrieved the cake and dropped a piece off for each of them. I sat back down with my piece and began to eat.

For about five minutes, the only sounds in the room were the clinking of our forks against the plates as we ate and the sound of Sandra slurping up cum off of the plate on the floor. Once she was done, she lifted her head up above the edge of the table, though remained on her knees. Her pretty face was covered in cum, with a small strand dripping off of her chin.

Jim and Sally pretended to ignore it and tried to finish their cake. I stood up and started to clear the dinner plates away and made sure to refill everyone's wine glass. By the time I returned, the cake was gone and the room was silent.

With a wide smile I said, "So, shall we go into the living room and watch some TV?" Sandra, being the obedient slut that she is, simply stood up and walked into the other room. Jim and Sally exchanged a couple of glances, unsure what to do. On one hand, they couldn't stand to watch their daughter behave like this. On the other, they felt obligated to stay and make sure she was OK. Knowing they were hesitant, I said, "Look, you've seen a lot tonight. It's shocking, I know, but it's not like you're going to see anything you haven't seen already."

Leaving them with that, I picked up the butt plug and went to the living room. Sandra was on the floor, face against the ground and ass in the air. Her backside was pointed directly at the couch where we could all get a nice view while watching TV.

A few minutes later, Jim and Sally walked in the room, Sally's eyes red from crying. She said, "I can't stand to see her like this, but she is our daughter. We'll stay as long as we're welcome."

Jim, meanwhile, couldn't take his eyes off of his daughter's body. It was so unbelievable exposed. Her anus was still red and gaping from the abuse I had given it. Her pussy lips were also red and swollen, completely sopped from all the fun she had been having. She looked like a bitch in heat, which, for all intents and purposes, is what she was.

They both moved to the couch when Sandra let out a whimper. They paused, looking over at their little girl.

She whimpered again, this time more forcefully. Sally turned towards me and said, "You see?!? She's had enough of this degradation! Her emotions have finally caught up with her and she's upset you done this to her!"

She immediately knelt down by her daughter and began to stroke her hair. "It's ok, sweetheart. It's ok. We won't let him do this to you anymore. You should come home with us tonight, once we get these handcuffs and clamps off of you."

Sandra moaned in agony. "Mommy." She started panting. "I'm not upset that I'm doing this." She wiggled her hips and started to thrust her ass backwards, towards an imaginary man. "I'm not upset that I'm a whore." She almost started crying. She turned her face towards her mother and said, "I'm sad because my pussy and ass are empty and no one is playing with my clit." Her humping motions started to quicken.

Sally recoiled in shock. Instinctively, she reach out and spanked her daughter. "Sandra, you will NOT..." She was cut off by the "Uggghhh, yes Mommy! That feels good! Do it again! Smack my ass! Smack it hard!" She started to sway her hips, as if tempting her mother.

Sally was appalled. "No! I didn't mean to, ugh, that's not what I meant. I'm so sorry I hit you, but baby you must stop!"

Sandra just laughed. "Come on, Mommy. I know you're turned on. I can smell you from here. Don't you want to smell me? Just spank me again and watch my juices flow out of my tight little pussy. Please, Mommy? Pleeeeeease?"

Sally stood up and walked back to the couch, away from her writing daughter. Jim was still entranced. I had an idea. "Jim," I said, "Catch!" I threw the butt plug at him.

Reflexively, he caught it, but then nearly dropped it out of revulsion. But something stopped him. He turned to look at his daughter's upturned ass. "Go ahead," I said. "She needs it. It's no big deal, really; you're just helping your daughter."

"Mmmmmm, yes Daddy, please help your daughter. I need to be filled. I need that thing in my ass riiiiiiiight now. Come on, you know you want to." She wiggled her hips back and forth in invitation.

Sally looked at her husband and scolded him. "Jim, NO! Don't you even think about it! That is your daughter!"

But it was too late. Sandra had a hook in her father that wouldn't let go. Almost zombie-like, he walked over to his daughter and knelt down behind her exposed genitals. He studied her gaping asshole and noticed a thin stream of cum stuck on the left side. He looked down at his daughter's pussy and realized he had never seen anything so desirable in his entire life. It was swollen, red, shaved and leaking profusely. He didn't believe a woman could be so aroused, but the proof was right in front of him,

Sally knelt down beside him, grabbing his arm and begging him to stop. He simply turned his face to her and said, "Whatever my baby wants, she gets." Sally fell back crying.

Jim took the butt plug, placed it at the entrance of his daughter's shitter and began working it in slowly.

"Uuunnnnggggg. Oh Daddy, it feels so good! I want you to , uhh, uhhh, stretch me open again. Push it deep. Push it all the way in. Please, Daddy, fill your baby's ass with that dirty plug. Watch my pussy twitch as you put it in there, Daddy. Ohhhhhhh, this is so wrong! Daddy, what are you doing to your baby girl? Don't you know you aren't supposed to put sex toys into your own daughter? OHHHHH!!!"

She gasped as her father had enough of the teasing and rammed the plug home. For a moment, he just sat there staring at it while Sandra panted beneath him. Then, out of nowhere, he took his index finger and rubbed it up his daughter's slit.

"Ohhhhhhhhh! Daddy! What are you doing? No, don't stop! Put it in! Pleeeease!"

Jim took his finger, covered in Sandra's juices, and put it in his mouth, closing his eyes. God, she tasted good.

Sally's eyes were about as wide as they could get. She was stunned to silence about what had just happened.

Sandra turned her face towards her father and said, "Daddy? Do you like how I taste? Mmm, I bet you do. Why don't you come and have some seconds."

Pushing her ass up even higher, further exposing her pussy lips, Sandra couldn't have made it any easier for her dad. And Jim, for all his moral preening earlier, couldn't resist temptation any longer. He got on his hands and knees, moved forward and took one long, slow lick up his daughter's sopping wet pussy.

"Mmmmmm, yes, Daddy. That feels good. I want you to eat me out. Please, eat me out. Clean up your dirty girl. Make her cum again. I know you want to see it. I know you want me to drench you in my juices."

Losing all restraint, Jim buried his face into Sandra's pussy and went to town like a starving man who hadn't eaten in weeks. He licked her lips, he sucked her clit and he probed her canal with his tongue. Each movement made Sandra shake and tremble, emitting every sexual moan, grunt and sigh imaginable.

"Daddy, please. Reach under me and grab the chain. Pull on my nipples, Daddy. Pull them hard, like you're trying to rip them off!"

Jim reached under his daughter with his right hand, searching for the chain, his mouth never leaving this slut's little cunt. He found the chain and yanked. Hard.

Sandra's back arched as she yelped. "FUCK! YES! DADDY! Harder, harder! Make my nipples bleed! Make me come, Daddy!"

Jim really began to pull on the chain and the slurping sounds coming from my wife's crotch were sounding even wetter. The pain on her nipples was making her so wet. I could tell this was going to be a big, wet, orgasm.

Sandra began bucking her hips back with intensity, humping her father's face. She was loud, now, moaning and screaming like a woman possessed. "YES! DADDY! Eat my pussy! Eat it! Ugggnnnh, eat it! Pull, pull, harder! Daddddyyyyyy! I'm going to coooooommmme!"

Jim continued his assault on her clit and with one last, strong tug, he really though he might tear his daughter's nipples off.

Sandra screamed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! FUCK!" She froze and with one small motion of her hips, she shot out a clear, hot stream of her cum all over her father's face."

Surprised, Jim, let go of the chain and backed away from the convulsing vagina. Sandra screamed in horror. "NOOOO! Daddy! Why did you let go" She was panting, begging him again. "Don't stop!"

Not needing a second invitation, his mouth found her clit again and the first touch, she squirted once more. Jim reached under her again to grab the chain and pulled at it with full force. Sandra screamed again. "FUUUUUUCK! I'm coming again, Daddy! I'm going to cum all over you!"

And she did. Spurt after spurt came shooting out of her pulsating cunt. Streams of the fluid went everywhere. Her father caught the brunt of it, but the squirts were so powerful that some shot onto the couch, some even shot over the couch, and some hit her mother, who was still sitting close enough to be in the line of fire.

This continued for a good 45 seconds before Sandra simply fell over, panting hard. Little shots of her cum would spurt out every few seconds and I knew she was still having tiny orgasms.

Jim, for his part, was drenched. And looked a little shell-shocked. The look on his face was that of a man who has just realized what's he's done. Realized and determined that things would never be the same again.

Sandra lay on the floor on her side, her knees to her chest in an almost fetal position. Her pussy was a bit smushed between her legs, but was still exposed. She looked over at her Daddy and said, "Well don't just sit there looking at it. Come put something in it."

Sally appeared to finally awake from her trance and once again grabbed her husband. "Jim! No! This has to stop."

Jim brushed her away again and stood up. He unbuckled his belt, dropped his trousers and underwear and got on his knees next to his daughter, his erection probably larger than it had been in decades.

Sandra smiled very sweetly at him and said, "I love you, Daddy. Aren't you glad I'm a little slut now? Now you can enjoy my tight little pussy whenever you want. It doesn't belong to me anymore, but to whatever man wants it. And I can tell you want it. Please, Daddy, stick your hard cock into your baby girl's cunt. Pleeeease." She was almost pouting.

Without saying a word, Jim reached over, pulled her left leg up a few inches, aimed his rock hard dick at her opening, and slid it in. 



Daughter Sandra Ch. 02



With his face still covered in his own daughter's pussy juice, Jim had dropped his pants and underwear and got on his knees in front of his daughter. She was covered in sweat and was panting heavily. After having collapsed from the orgasm her father gave her, she was on her side, with her knees pulled up to her chest, her pussy lips smushed between her legs.

Jim moved directly next to her and lifted her left leg a few inches, his eyes never leaving his daughter's pussy. As her leg lifted, her red, swollen labia separated and Jim could see the entrance to her cunt. He took a hold of his cock with his right hand and placed it at Sandra's opening. Without any more hesitation, he pushed forward into his very own daughter, filling her sloppy pussy in one stroke.

Sandra had kept her head lifted while she watched her father approach her, but as his cock filled her, she dropped her head on the floor, closed her eyes and moaned. This was the first real cock she had had all night, and it felt amazing.

Jim just sat there with his dick throbbing inside his daughter. He could feel her pussy twitching around him, which was probably some residual effect from her prior orgasm. He could also feel the butt plug her had inserted in her ass through her vaginal wall. The added pressure of the plug in her ass made her tighter and added some pleasure to the already amazing feelings he was experiencing.

Sally, Jim's wife, was on the floor sobbing, shaking her head, saying, "No. No. No. What are you two doing?" She continued to cry. "Please, stop."

Jim ignored her completely and proceeded to grab Sandra's torso. She looked up at her father and smiled. "Are you going to fuck me now, Daddy?"

"Yes, sweetheart. I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."

With that, he pulled out of his daughter nearly all the way and then rammed himself back in. He began pumping in and out of her slowly, but very forcefully. The power of his thrusts were moving Sandra's tiny little body back and forward, causing her to grunt with each penetration.

Once he established a smooth rhythm, he was very concentrated on his work. Sandra, the little minx that she was, decided to start egging him on.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Daddy? Has this always been a dream of yours? To fuck your hot little daughter?"

Jim only grunted in vague acknowledgement.

"It's OK, Daddy. I'm sure that once your little girl developed this nice set of tits, it was hard for you to keep your eyes off of them. Did it turn you on when I wore a bikini, Daddy? Did you steal glances at your baby's cleavage? Were you hoping one of my erect little nipples would accidentally fall out so you could get a peak?"

Sandra's taunting was somehow making him harder. It felt like he had a steel rod protruding from his body and it didn't help that what she was saying was true. He had indeed found it difficult to avoid checking out his own daughter once she started to turn into a woman. Even though she was his own blood, he was a man and she was a hot, young and increasingly-sexy piece of ass. Try as he might to avoid it, she was right that anytime she was in a bikini, he was constantly trying to steal a peak.

Of course, taunting her father was turning her on, as well. She had noticed her Dad looking at her before, although at the time she thought it was creepy. She didn't mind it when men's eyes roamed over her exposed skin, but she never thought about her father that way. Well, at least until recently when she realized that she was a cum whore.

She was still on her side, hands handcuffed behind her back, tits bouncing back and forth with the clamps still attached. She was at her father's mercy and there was nothing she could do to stop him from pounding relentlessly into her cunt.

"Daddy, look at me. I'm so helpless right now. You've got your young slut of a daughter pinned to the floor and there's nothing I can do about it. Even if I wanted you to stop fucking me with that big cock of yours, I couldn't really do a thing about it. Do you like having control over your little slut, Daddy? Do you like the idea of being able to do anything you want with my body?"

Jim couldn't believe the filth coming out of his daughter's mouth, even with what had transpired earlier. Not only was she letting her own father fuck her silly, but she was practically begging for it. What had Derrick done to his sweet little girl? What had he done to the apple of his eye?

Looking down at her jiggling tits, shaking with the metal clamps, and then up to her face, with her mouth open in an "O" of constant satisfaction, it hit him that he was buried deep in his sweet little girl's pussy. He was pounding the shit out of the apple of his eye, which was one of the last things he ever expected to do.

The sheer nature of this act, the taboo, combined with the moaning sex kitten asking for more cock below him, was too much to take. He didn't think he could last much longer.

Meanwhile, Sally had been watching the scene through her tears, sobbing as her husband of nearly 30 years was having sex with their own daughter. She felt like she was in a nightmare, partially because of what was happening, but partially because her own panties were soaked through. She was so confused by her arousal, but at the same times she was secretly excited by it.

As happens with most married couples, her and Jim's sex life had become a bit tame and boring. They still had sex on special occasions, as well as on a rare night when they both drank too much. But even then, it wasn't very exciting anymore. And while Jim had no problem getting an erection, Sally had noticed that it wasn't quite as hard as it used to be. And Jim never fucked her with the intensity that he once did.

To see her husband's sexual prowess on display once more aroused her a great deal. She could tell his cock was rock hard and his intensity was as high as it had ever been.

And even though it was their daughter that he was fucking relentlessly, she couldn't help but be aroused at the wanton sluttiness of the woman in front of her. This young girl had no qualms about her sexuality, which allowed her to enjoy it with reckless abandon. She loved having her pussy filled to the hilt and acted like she couldn't get enough of it. It was as if her daughter couldn't fulfill her most primal urges, no matter how hard she tried.

As Sally was deep in thought, fighting the arousal her body so desperately wanted to embrace, Derrick walked over to Sandra, whose face was contorted in an expression of pure pleasure. He could tell she was in a state of near-constant orgasm, as her abdomen was clenching over and over again. Her grunts and moans were solid indicators as well.

He could also tell that Jim wasn't going to last too much longer, so he decided to get things moving along a little bit. Derrick bent down over his wife's glistening body and grabbed hold of both nipple clamps. Simultaneously, he opened them up and removed them from Sandra's abused nipples.

Sandra's eyes shot open as she felt the clamps removed and grinned ever so slightly at her husband, knowing damn well what was about to happen next.

As the blood flowed quickly back into her nipples, the rush created a mixture of pleasure and pain. The sensation was overwhelming as her nipples had been deprived of normal blood flow for at least 45 minutes. It was like a spark started at the tip of each one, with a fire spreading rapidly out across her areola and breast.

Her brain was on overload and she could only be aware of two things in the entire world: the fire in her tits and the hard dick ramming her cunt. The combination of the two was just too much to bear and Sandra suddenly arched her back, jutted her bright red, sweaty tits out and came.

She started screaming, so much so that it sounded like she was in pain. In fact, the orgasm was so hard that she later wondered if she was in pain.

The power of her orgasm and its coinciding contractions were strong enough that her pussy would have expelled anything inside of it under normal circumstances. But her father wasn't going to let a little contraction stop him. Jim kept up his rhythm as his daughter tried to bend in half backwards, her tight little pussy gripping on to him and unleashing a torrent of her juices all over his cock.

The sensation of being milked by his daughter's pussy, plus the flood of her ejaculate soaking his cock and his pelvis, sent Jim over the edge. As she convulsed and screamed, Jim rammed home one final time before seizing up with a very loud moan of his own. His cock began to unload rope after rope of his seed into his daughter. He could feel an unfathomable amount of cum jetting out of his cock, extending his orgasm and causing his dick to pulse in delight.

Sandra could feel her father emptying into her and she started crying out, "Yes, Daddy, YES! Fill me up with your cum! Make your little girl a cum dumpster! Make me your whore! I want it so bad! Oh, it's so much! Ungh, Ungh."

She was writhing her hips back into Jim, trying to get every last drop. Derrick continued to sit there, admiring his wife and her hot, slutty body try to soak as much cum from her own father as it could.

Once Jim's balls were empty, he simply sat there with his still-hard cock in his daughter, looking down at her ravaged body. His eyes traced every inch of her curves and soaked in a view that he was sure he would never see again.

Sandra lifted her head up and smiled at her father. "Thank you, Daddy. Thank you for giving me all of your hot cum. I can feel it swishing inside of me right now. You gave me soooooo much. And it feels sooooo good. Mmmmm."

Derrick reached into his pocket and grabbed the keys to the handcuffs. He quickly went to Sandra's back and undid the cuffs, freeing up her arms. Her hands immediately went forward to her tits and she started rubbing them forcefully. She moaned again, "Oh God, my nipples are so sensitive. This feels so fucking good."

As she rubbed, Jim started to look like he was finally realizing what he had done. They say that in the moments following an orgasm, you're at your clearest, and now the lustful fog in Jim's mind was beginning to lift.

Internally, he couldn't believe that he had not only fucked his own daughter, but that he had come inside of her without protection. It was such a terrible thing to do not only to Sandra, but to Sally as well. At the same time, he still had a wonderful view of this little slut on the floor rubbing her tits and he had yet to withdraw his semi-erect cock from her cunt.

"Oh honey, what have we done? I shouldn't have ever..." He turned around to Sally, causing his dick to plop out of his daughter's cunt, bringing along a small string of his cum with it. "Sally, I'm so sorry. I don't know what got into me. We should have left when we had the chance. I shouldn't have let her seduce me like that. Especially our own daughter."

Sally was just sitting there shaking her head. Derrick walked over to her and sat behind her, starting to slowly rub on her back. "There, there, Sally, it's all right. Jim couldn't help himself. He's just a man, after all, and what man would be able to resist such a slutty little pussy when it was thrown in front of him."

Sally looked at her husband, still conflicted by what she had seen. "I just...I don't know what to say. Jim, I'm so disappointed in you, but at the same time, I can't entirely blame you for what happened tonight. We should have left during dinner, but we didn't. And now you've defiled our little baby."

Jim fully turned around now, his limp, dripping cock sticking out in front of him. "Honey, I'm so, so sorry. I promise this will never happen again. I swear it. I'll get dressed and we'll leave immediately. And we won't come back until Sandra gets over this phase she's in."

He turned to Derrick. "And you. Well, we need to sit down and have a chat, young man. We need to discuss what you've done to my sweet little daughter and how you're going to fix it."

Derrick just chuckled. "Seriously? You're going to lecture me after you just plowed your own daughter? I don't think so. Take a look at yourself, man. And look at your daughter. She loved it." 

Sally interjected, still sniffling from the sobbing earlier. "Jim, there's no need to get in a fight, let's just get out of here."

Sandra was still on her side, with her father's cum starting to leak out of her pussy. She had her head on her right arm, watching the scene unfold.

"But Mom, if you leave, who's going to eat Dad's cum out of my pussy?"

Sally looked back in shock. "What?!? What did you say?" At that same moment, Derrick reached down and grabbed Sally's right arm, pulling it behind her back. He snapped one side of the handcuffs on her wrist quickly before she had time to react.

"Derrick!! What are you doing?" She tried to pull her arm back around her body, but Derrick was too strong. He quickly stood up and grabbed her other arm, pulling it behind her. He swiftly attached the cuff to her other wrist and just like that, she was trapped.

Jim, who looked rather ridiculous with his pants still down and his limp dick flopping in front of him, tried to stand up. "What the hell are you doing now?!"

Sandra quickly picked herself up to a kneeling position behind her father, placing her hands on his shoulders. "Easy, Daddy. It's OK. Derrick is just making sure we everyone gets their turn. Poor Mom has had to watch me come over and over again and hasn't had any fun of her own. I don't think that's fair, do you?"

Sally, who was still struggling against the handcuffs, shouted, "I do NOT need a turn at ANYTHING, thank you very much! I want no part of this situation at all. Now let me go."

Derrick just shook his head. "Oh, I don't think you really mean that, now do you Sally?" He reached down to her pants and placed his hand on her crotch. Sally stiffened. "I can feel the heat radiating from you, you know. I'm sure that if I stuck a finger down your panties, it would be pretty damp down there, no?"

Sally shook her head. "Please don't do that. Just let me go. I want to go home."

Derrick took hold of her shoulders and leaned her back against the bottom of the couch, with her head resting on the cushion. Sandra stood up fully and started walking over to her mother. "Not yet, Mommy. First you need another round of dessert."

Jim sat there powerless as his daughter walked over to her own mother, turned around with her ass facing the couch, placed one leg on each side of Sally, and started to squat down.

As her ass lowered over Sally's face, Sally's eyes were wide with shock. She was looking straight at her daughter's freshly fucked pussy. It was red, it was swollen, it was sopping wet and she could see her husband's cum leaking out. The sight of Sandra's abused cunt caused a wave of arousal to course through here again. Even though she wanted to keep staring at it, she started to struggle.

"No, no. Please, I don't want this. I can't handle this. Please, stop."

As she started squirming, Derrick moved in front of her to hold her legs in place. "Now, now. Just calm down and enjoy this. I know you want to."

Sandra paused for a moment with her pussy inches above her mother's face. "Oops, I almost forgot something. Wouldn't want you to miss out on the full view, Mommy."

She reached around with her right hand and gripped the base of the butt plug that was still inside her ass. She slowly started to pull it out as she simultaneously pushed it out with her rectal muscles. After a few seconds, the large, bulbous plug started to appear, stretching her asshole to its limits.

Sally sat captivated as she watched the plug emerge from her daughter's ass. She couldn't believe the size of the toy, nor that it had fit inside Sandra's butthole. As her daughter continued to push and pull, it seemed to get larger, further stretching the tight ring around her anus.

Finally, when the largest portion of the plug had passed, Sandra quickly pulled the remainder out and set it on the couch. "We'll just leave that there for now. Maybe I'll let you try it later."

Sally didn't have time to respond as Sandra was no longer impeded and lowered her pussy the final few inches onto her mother's mouth. She made sure to put a fair amount of pressure on her mother's face, too, so that Sally would have no choice but to smell her daughter's asshole.

Sally's protestations were muffled as the sloppy cunt started to slide around her lips. She was both horrified and turned on at the same time. Since her daughter's crotch was stuffed on her face, she couldn't really breathe and no choice but to inhale a big whiff of Sandra's puckered anus. She could detect the faint hint of waste, but there was also a sweetness mixed with muskiness that was surprisingly pleasant.

Sandra kept her crotch on her mother's face for about 5 seconds, then lifted up to let her catch a breath. "What do you think, Mommy? Do you like the taste of my pussy? Do you like the taste of Daddy's cum dripping out of it?" She sat back down and felt the tip of Sally's nose push ever so slightly into her ass. She moaned at the feeling of contact against her anus and her pussy.

Sally was keeping her mouth shut, although she felt Sandra's pussy begin to leak its juices and cum out on to her lips. She was slowly losing her resolve as she felt her nose pushed firm against her daughter's backdoor, with a perfect view of the tight, curved ass right in front of her.

Her daughter really did have an amazing body. This close, she could see the contours of Sandra's ass; it was toned, but not flat. Her cheeks had beautiful curves to them which made her ass crack look deep and inviting. Above her ass, Sally could see Sandra's back dimples and her taut, tan back.

Sandra lifted up again. "Oh come on, Mommy. Just open up. I know you want to. I can tell from your squirming that you want nothing more than to lap up this sloppy, slutty pussy of mine. In fact, I can feel a good portion of Daddy's cum about to drop right out. You really should have some." With that she sat back down, and to her surprise, Sally opened up her mouth and extended her tongue into her daughter's pussy.

Sandra moaned as her mother's tongue probed her vagina. She hadn't been lying, either. She felt a glob of Jim's cum making its way out of her and when Sally's tongue pierced her hole, the cum came straight out and into her mother's waiting mouth.

Jim couldn't believe what he was seeing, even after his own experience with his daughter just minutes before. There was Sandra, naked, sweaty and flushed, squatting over her own mother with her tits hanging down in front of her, the nipples still swollen and bright red from the clamps. Her pussy lips were also swollen and slightly parted from all of the abuse they had taken that night. Her clit was erect and visible, perfectly framed between her engorged labia. Just inches below, his own wife's tongue was lost deep inside his daughter's cunt, were it was licking up the seed he had dropped in there not too long ago.

Sandra was writhing on her mother's face, enjoying the attention. She opened her eyes and saw that her father's cock was starting to harden again. She grinned at him. "Daddy, do you like what you see? Do you like your sweet little girl turning her Mommy into a cunt-eating slut?"

She lifted up once more and shifted her crotch forward a little bit. Sally's tongue was still out and probing, so when Sandra sat back down, she did so with more force and felt her mother's tongue pierce her anus.

Sally opened her eyes in shock as she tasted her daughter's ass. But oh, it tasted so dirty and wonderful. She began tonguing that sweet little hole while Sandra groaned above her. "Yes, Mom, that's it. Lick my asshole. Lick the filth out of there. Unngh, it feels so good when I have a tongue in my ass. Don't stop."




Daughter Sandra Ch. 02



She reached up and started grabbing her tits as she fucked her mother's face. She started alternating between her pussy and her ass, controlling the location and tempo the entire time.

Meanwhile, Derrick stood up and walked into the kitchen. He returned shortly with a pair of scissors in hand. Jim, whose cock was rapidly becoming hard again, looked quizzically at his son. "What do you need those for?"

Derrick smiled at Jim. "I want to make your wife more comfortable."

With that, he got down on his knees next to Sally. She was oblivious to his presence as her face was covered by Sandra's ass. Additionally, she was busy rubbing her tongue over her daughter's clit, making her squirm in delight.

Derrick grabbed a hold Sally's blouse at the neck and placed the edge of the scissors around the fabric. He began slowly cutting the blouse open right down the middle, all the way to the bottom. Once finished, he pulled apart the sides to reveal her bra, which wasn't even remotely sexy. However, her chest was heaving from excitement, causing her cleavage to rise and fall above the top of the cups.

Derrick then took the scissors to the sleeves and shoulders of the blouse, completely removing the fabric from his mother. He then made quick work of her bra straps and then sliced through the front middle of the bra so that could be removed as well.

He wasted no time in peeling the bra from her chest, revealing her beautiful tits. Derrick could see where Sandra got her nipples from, as each of Sally's was hard and extended out over half-an-inch. The tits themselves were a bit saggy, but they weren't too large and drooping for them to be unappealing.

While Derrick was cutting her bra off, a part of Sally's mind realized that he was rendering all of her clothing ineffective. Once this was done, whenever that was, she'd be in a pinch when it came to clothes. Her concern soon melted away, however, as Sandra had shifted her hips forward, asking with her body for her mother to tongue her ass again.

As Sandra moaned in pleasure, Derrick reached up to Sally's tits and briefly massaged them. He turned to Jim and said, "These are nice. You should come play with them."

Jim, still unsure how comfortable he was with someone playing with his wife, let along having her eating out another woman's pussy, crawled forward next to his wife. He leaned in and began sucking on Sally's erect nipple. He reached across her body with his left hand and began pinching the other one.

From this vantage point, he had an unobstructed view of his daughters soaked, gaping red pussy. The inner lips were swollen from abuse and were hanging loosely from inside her outer lips. He could also see his wife's tongue swirling in circles around Sandra's puckered asshole, occasionally spearing it as Sandra grunted in encouragement.

Derrick reached down and started unbuttoning Sally's shorts. He unzipped the zipper, reached into the waistband and pulled the shorts slowly down her legs. As soon as the fabric passed her crotch, Derrick caught a whiff of her musky arousal and noticed a very large wet spot in her otherwise unappealing panties.

Once the shorts were discarded, he made quick work of her panties, pulling them down and off in one swift motion. He hadn't expected her to be clean shaven, but he was surprised that she was well-trimmed, with a patch of bush sitting right above her slightly puffy lips.

He could see the glistening moisture all over her sex and when he looked lower, he saw a pool of her arousal sitting at her vaginal opening, waiting to fall to her ass now that there was no fabric to get in the way.

Jim couldn't believe the sight. His wife was now completely naked on the floor, leaning back against the couch with her head on the cushion. His naked slut of a daughter was straddling her face, rubbing her pussy and ass against her own mother, making it red and wet. 

Derrick took his index finger and started rubbing it up and down Sally's slit. She started to moan from underneath her daughter's genitals, completely lost in the moment. She was enjoying the combined attention from her son, her husband and even her daughter. The wetness of her daughter amazed and aroused her. Despite all of the abuse that little pussy had taken during the evening, it was as turned on and ready to be used as ever.

Sally gasped when Derrick inserted his finger into her hot tunnel. Her gasp caused Sandra to open her eyes and look down at the scene below her. She grinned.

"Mmm, Mommy, what are you letting my husband do to you? Are you letting him finger you, you slut? While Dad is sucking on your tits? That's so hot."

She bent forward a little more, which firmly planted her ass on her mother's mouth. Sally began rimming her daughter like there was no tomorrow.

"Unnghh, that feels so good. Don't stop doing that." She sighed. "Oh Mommy, Derrick's finger is so wet. Are you that excited? Derrick, I think she can take more based on how wet and sloppy she looks."

Derrick removed his index finger and placed his middle and ring fingers at the entrance to Sally's cunt. He eased them both inside and then hooked the fingers upward towards her g-spot. He placed his other two fingers down the sides of her labia, against her thighs.

Sandra sat back up and resumed mauling her own tits with her eyes closed and her crotch on her mother's face. She moved back a bit so Sally's tongue was back at the entrance to her own sopping wet pussy and let her get back to work.

Derrick took his other hand and placed it on top of Sally's mound. He applied light pressure and started slowly moving his right hand up and down inside of her vagina, stretching her hole.

He felt the top of her vagina start to swell as the fluid inside her built. As he sped up his pace, Sally began to moan and writhe, while he pussy started making sloshing sounds.

Jim stopped sucking his wife's now red nipples to watch what Derrick was doing. He had never heard his wife sound that wet before and whatever his son was doing, it was apparently making her feel very good.

Derrick continued his assault and began moving his fingers inside more forcefully and more rapidly. Which each thrust up and down, it seemed that Sally began to leak more and more pussy juice. Given the strength of his thrusts, Derrick was causing her lubrication to start splattering around her entire groin and on to the carpet.

Jim was stunned. "What...what are you doing to her?"

Derrick smirked. "I'm making her cum. And by the looks of it, she'll squirt, too."

Jim looked surprise. "You mean like Sandra did? I have never seen that before. You can just make a woman do that?"

Derrick's hand sped up and he pushed down on Sally's mound a little more aggressively. "Well, not any women, but most of them can, especially if relaxed. Had we tried this before she started eating out her own daughter, probably not."

Sally was only catching bits and pieces of the conversation outside of her own little world, which was currently filled with pussy and ass, but when she heard the phrase "eating out her own daughter," she felt a shot of electricity surge through her, causing her body to spasm.

Derrick looked down and saw a gush of fluid pour out of Sally's hole. He looked at Jim, "I think she's close. Go back to her tits, old man."

Jim just shook his head and did as he was told. As his lips reattached to his wife's nipples, her entire body started to spasm.

Sandra felt the movement under her and sat down firmly on her mother's face, completely engulfing her mouth and nose with her crotch. Sally essentially couldn't breathe, but she didn't care.

Derrick's fingers shot up and down two more times, each with significant strength, and then his mother's vagina shot his fingers out of her convulsing cunt. As the fingers pulled out, pulses of fluid began shooting out of her as well, each in conjunction with a contraction that was visible on her abdomen.

The combination of Derrick's fingers, Jim's mouth and the inability to breathe pushed her over the edge into a feeling she had never had before. Right before she came, she felt like she was about to pee, but now the release of jets of ejaculation from her throbbing cunt felt more amazing than she would have ever dreamt.

Her body was racked with convulsions as the orgasm washed over her. She tried to draw in a breath, but couldn't with her daughter's own wet pussy locked firmly down on her face. With her hands tied behind her back and her lower body out of her own control, there was no fighting for air.

But that losing battle only served to extend her orgasm, causing even more, though smaller, spurts to pulse out of her pussy.

After about 20 seconds, Sandra lifted off her mother, who finally took a huge gulp of air. Jim sat back in amazement at how his wife's body had responded and Derrick looked on with a sense of accomplishment.

Sandra stood next to her mom and looked down. "See, Mommy? Isn't it fun to be a little slut?"

Sally could barely catch her breath. "Honey, I don't know what you two have done to me, but that was amazing."

Sandra looked like a proud parent. "Well I'm glad you liked it. It felt so nice to have your soft tongue inside me. Are you sure you've never done that before, because you were really good at it. Especially when I had you lick my asshole."

Jim sat in stunned silence, his cock at full attention, twitching at the mention of his wife's tongue inside his daughter's asshole.

Sally kept panting, "No honey, that was my first, and last, time. But I have to admit, it was unbelievable."

Sandra laughed. "Oh Mom, that wasn't your last time. We've just gotten started! After that tonguing you just gave me, I couldn't let you leave without returning the favor!"

Sally quickly lifted her head up. "What?!? Sandra, no! No more of this! We're done. We have to go home!" She started struggling against her handcuffs.

Jim looked like he was unsure what to do. "Umm, Sandra, honey, this has been fun and all, and strange and wrong, but we have to end this. Will you please let your mother go?"

Sandra just shook her head. "Sorry, Daddy, but poor Mommy here hasn't even had a nice hard cock in her yet. We can't let her leave without getting fucked."

She then turned around and bent over, pulling her taut ass apart with her hands. "Besides, Daddy, Mommy got my asshole all nice and wet for you. Don't you want to try this hole out?" She pouted at him. "Don't you want to fuck my ass, Daddy? Don't you want to make your little girl cum with your cock in her ass?"

Jim looked over at his wife, who was still struggling to move. She stopped and had a look of horror on her face when she saw her husband. "Jim...no."

Jim dropped his head. "Sorry honey, but we've already crossed so many lines. We might as well make a night of it."

Derrick stood up and lifted Sally up on to the couch. She put up little resistance. He spread her legs and turned to Sandra. "Ok, honey, she's all yours."