Jeff was dreaming that a mermaid was sucking his dick. Somehow, hot coffee entered into the situation.
“Are you going to sleep all day, sleepyhead?” Diana said.
Jeff managed to get one eye open to see Diana standing by the bed wearing nothing but a smile. She was, however, holding a tray with a carafe of coffee and cups. He groaned as his dick jerked when Arlene licked the tip of it, then pushed her mouth down on the head, strongly sucking.
“Baby, if you keep that up I’m ... going ... to ... come,” he said, drawing out the last word as Arlene forced as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard. Jeff grunted once and his cock jerked as he came in one long spurt.
Arlene gagged as his sperm hit the back of her throat, but gulped and swallowed several times in rapid succession before holding him in her mouth until he relaxed. Jeff shivered as she licked his cockhead, cleaning up a gob of sperm that she had missed. After kissing the tip, she grinned at him. “Are you in a better mood today, Master?”
Jeff fell back on the bed and put his forearm over his eyes, sighing. “I’ll say one thing for that son-of-a-bitch. He taught you how to suck cock like a pro.”
“And, how would you know how a pro sucks cock, if I might ask?” Diana said, a gleam in her eye, but halfway serious.
“Just an expression, Babe. The only two females I have ever had my dick in are right here.”
Diana just looked at him, obviously wondering.
“Jack didn’t teach me to suck cock, Daddy. Mother did.”
“Well,” Jeff returned, laughing, “she did a hell of a job. I haven’t awakened to a blowjob for a long time now,” he said looking at Diana, “but I could certainly get used to it.” Yeah, Jeff, he said to himself, you were going to tell Arlene this couldn’t go on first thing this morning. Only thing is, first thing was a blowjob.
Diana, who had set the coffee tray on the table by the bed while they were talking, poured the coffee, fixing each cup, before handing one to her husband, then to Arlene.
After Jeff had a sip of coffee, Diana took the cup and placed it on the table, then sat by him. He raised an eyebrow in question, but he figured it out soon enough when Diana leaned over and stuck a nipple in his mouth.
He didn’t hesitate, Diana thought. He didn’t push me away. He just took my nipple and sucked it, and is now licking it the way I love. I was so afraid he wouldn’t.
Jeff slid his hand down and gently touched her button as he pulled harder on the nipple. A few seconds later, she shivered and came, then made a contented sound when she came down.
Diana motioned for her daughter to move up the bed. As their eyes met, they silently communicated, and Diana moved aside. Arlene put her coffee on the floor and replaced her mother’s nipple with hers. Jeff looked at his wife and she gave a slight nod. He repeated the process for his daughter, sucking her beautiful breast, only as Arlene got close, he bit down a little on the puffy nipple. Arlene came with a banshee wail and a spasm that left no doubt in anyone’s mind that she enjoyed what her dad had done for her.
Jeff propped himself up in bed and everyone got their coffee back. After a few minutes of silence, as they sipped their coffee, Diana, in a tentative voice, said, “I want this to be the first day of the rest of our lives.”
Jeff started to joke about her statement, but after noticing the look on Diana’s face, he thought better of it.
“Yeah, Dad, Mom has a good idea,” Arlene said. “We got millions of dollars for your stuff, then we, basically, just came here and worried or moped. We haven’t had a good time since we have been here.”
Jeff laughed, sounding almost like his old self. “Oh, you didn’t have a good time last night?”
“Oh, you know what I mean, Daddy,” she said, blushing. “Before that.”
“Yeah, I know, Kiddo. All I could think of was what had happened, and that my wife had betrayed me. And while we’re talking about that, I guess I should say it aloud, although you two had already figured it out, I just couldn’t get over my wife responding more to Jack than she ever had to me.”
Diana started to say something, but Jeff shushed her. “No, let me finish. I guess my ego – I didn’t even know I had one – must have suffered some.” After a snort by both women, he hastily added, “Okay, got destroyed, then. But I found some things out last night. First off, my daughter is smart – perhaps wise would be a better word – well beyond her years,” he said, smiling at Arlene, “and also that Jack pushed some buttons on you, Diana, that I had no idea were even there. It also seems that you” – he looked at his daughter – “have inherited more than just the ability to lactate when you’re stimulated. You come just like your mother. Hell, maybe I shouldn’t have screwed Jack up. He showed me how to fuck my wife,” he said, bemusedly, “And, I have it recorded if I need to review.”
“Does this mean that your ego is back in place now?” Arlene asked, giggling, but serious, nonetheless.
Jeff looked at her, then at Diana. “I would be lying if I said I’m one hundred percent. I still have a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, but I can say that I love my wife, now,” he said, his voice firmer as he looked at Diana. “And that I know that I can work through this,” then grinning, “especially if I can have a few more of those morning blowjobs.”
Arlene jumped on him, wrestling with him, and Diana saved the coffee from spilling, as the wrestling changed to a tickling match. Jeff got Arlene on her back with his legs wrapped around hers with one arm trapped, and holding the other one. He found the place on her side that he used to tickle her when she was younger, and really went after her. Arlene squealed and thrashed about, but couldn’t get away.
“Daddy, stop. I ... oh ... Daddy, stop quick,” she managed between squeals, but Jeff didn’t let up.
Suddenly, they all heard this little sound that if a man had made it, would have been called a fart. It, however, was just a little sound, more appropriately called a poot – but it did not smell little. “I tried to tell you I had gas,” Arlene said just before Jeff yanked the bedroom door open and her parents ran out. She could hear them laughing, then her mother squealing as her dad apparently tickled her. Arlene’s smile turned into a big grin when, judging from the sounds, her parents chased each other out of the suite’s sitting room and on down the hall. She finished her coffee as she wondered what the family would do today. If I have my way, I’m going to get at least one load of come in my pussy, sore or not. And I’ll bet Mom has the same idea.
Arlene decided to wait a while before going to the kitchen. Her Mom might just get that load a little early.
Arlene snoozed for twenty minutes before picking up the coffee tray and cups, and heading for the kitchen. Ah, my timing was perfect, she thought as she pushed the swinging kitchen door open a crack and heard rhythmic smacking sounds. Pushing the door on open, she entered. Her dad had her mother bent over one of the tables, fucking her like crazy.
Arlene quietly put the tray on the counter near one of the sinks, then sat at the bar where she had a good view. If either of her parents heard her come in, they didn’t show it. Jeff was relentlessly pounding away, his balls swinging forward to bump against Diana’s pussy on every stroke. Diana’s full, conical breasts were jiggling and swaying to Jeff’s rhythm.
They’re both going to need a shower after this, Arlene mused, noticing the sweat. She slid her middle finger into her pussy while brushing her palm against her clit. With her other hand, she twisted her left nipple and pulled on it. An intense orgasm hit, causing her to almost slide off the bar seat.
As Arlene continued watching her parents while playing with herself, she thought, Boy, Mom is a real knockout, and my dad is no slouch himself. He has a cock to make a porn star envious, at least the ones in the two DVD’s Jennie and I sneaked from her dad.
She could hear her mother mumbling about being sore, and at the same time saying, “Yes, yes.” The teenager continued to watch as her dad slowed to long hard strokes, holding for a couple of seconds while he was all the way in. He then gave a few, very fast, short strokes, grabbed her mom’s tits, rammed all the way in and held, groaning.
Her mom bucked like she was trying to throw her dad off, screaming at the top of her lungs. Arlene could see her Dad’s balls jerk up tight against his dick, and she knew her mother’s womb was getting a sperm bath. If those pills don’t work, there is going to be two pregnant females around here, she thought. That brought on another orgasm for her that peaked and lasted for a long time before finally tapering off.
When Arlene could again notice her parents, they were lying on the floor with her mother’s ass humped up a little bit, and her dad astraddle with his legs on the outside of her mom’s. He still held her breasts, slow-stroking her mother every now and then. Boy, Mom couldn’t move if she had to. She’s completely at Dad’s mercy.
After a few minutes, her dad quit stroking, but continued lying on top of her mom with his dick soaking in her pussy. Arlene could see a thick trickle of come seeping from around her mother’s plugged sex. Her father eventually pulled out and helped her mom stagger to her feet. By the time she was upright, there was come running down her thigh.
“You guys were hot,” Arlene said as they sat next to her at the bar.
Diana sat for a few moments, then picked up her cigarettes, and looking at Jeff, put one of the long, all-white cigarettes in her lips. She reached over and picked up her lighter, then sat straight up, her head held high, to light the cigarette. She touched the fire to the tip of the cigarette, drawing only enough for it to light. She put the lighter back on the counter, the cigarette still in her lips, then again with her head held high, pulled on the cigarette, hollowing her cheeks.
Taking the cigarette out of her mouth, she pursed her lips and blew the smoke upward. Where Jeff could not see, she winked at her daughter as she tapped her ash in the ashtray. Maybe Jack taught me a few things, too. And I’m going to use everything I can think of to make Jeff know I’m his woman, and his alone. If it hadn’t been for Arlene, I would have lost him. I owe her too, but most of all, I owe Jeff.
Later that morning, Diana wandered around the outside of the building, wondering if she could have any type of flower garden at this altitude. The nights were cold even in late June, but the days had been in the high sixties – once into the low seventies. She decided that she and Arlene would make a trip to a nursery and ask what kind of plants they recommended. She wanted to make this monster that they were trying to call a home, hers. A flower garden, if it were possible, would be a start in that direction. The conference center/retreat was beautifully furnished, but she would like to do some redecorating in the master bedroom.
Entering the house, she went looking for Jeff and Arlene to tell them her plans. It still wasn’t noon; they would have time to see about finding a nursery today if Jeff and Arlene were agreeable. She checked the living room and the theater, but didn’t find them. Thinking that Arlene might have decided to play some video games, she opened the door of the game room – and the green-eyed monster struck.
Diana stood as if rooted to the spot. Jeff had Arlene bent over the pool table, much as he had Diana earlier in the kitchen. Diana felt her face flush and her anger kindle. She had to force herself calm. I instigated this, even asked Arlene to fuck Jeff, but it’s one thing to be there, and another thing, altogether, to walk in and find them doing it. They could have, at least, asked my permission, she inwardly fumed. No, that’s ridiculous. Jeff would never come and ask. If that were part of the criteria, he just wouldn’t have sex with her at all, and we would be right back where we were yesterday – with Jeff ready to ask me for a divorce. Somehow, I have to get past this.
Arlene hung onto the rail of the table with her ass stuck as high as she could manage. Jeff slammed his cock into her, his knees bent a little, angling his dick slightly upward, obviously aiming for Arlene’s cervix. From Arlene’s comments, he was dead on.
“Oh, Daddy, shit, that hurts,” Arlene whined. But she did not lend much credibility to her complaint when she came, squealing and thrashing her ass from side to side. Her long tits bounced and jiggled as her hair fell into her eyes.
As Diana quietly walked into the room, Arlene tossed her hair to clear her face. As she turned her head to look at her dad, she noticed her mother standing near the door. She mouthed her a kiss and winked.
It’s almost like I caught him with another woman, Diana mused. How am I ever going to be able to get used to this? She wanted to go screaming over to Jeff and yell for him to get his dick out of their daughter. Boy, now that would be a bit on the bipolar side. Instigate it one day, then scream at him for doing it the next. Diana, you idiot, you can’t start being jealous now. If I say anything, Jeff will doubtless stop fucking Arlene, then probably stop fucking me, too. Then where will I be? I had rather have him fucking me and my daughter than neither of us. I have to get over this. If I start being catty now, no telling what he will do. He definitely hasn’t forgotten. This is exactly the way Arnie fucked Arlene in our old playroom with Jeff recording it. Ah, crap. I’m so damn confused.
Fighting to master her jealousy, Diana walked over to the fucking couple, knelt down beside Arlene and took one of her breasts in her hand. She pulled on the nipple for a moment, starting Arlene’s milk, then leaned over and took the nipple in her mouth, sucking as hard as she could, hollowing her cheeks. Arlene and Jeff groaned in unison. Arlene, because of the warm mouth sucking her nipple so nicely; Jeff, because he had never seen his wife do this. He had seen them kiss in the shower and wondered, but this completely blew his mind and, his load a few seconds later.
Jeff rammed into his daughter as hard as he could and held, his legs shaking from the strain of standing in the position, and the violence of his orgasm as his sperm traveled through his cock and shot into his daughter. The first spurt bathed her cervix. He drew back a little, rabbit hunched for a couple of strokes, then pushed the tip a little into the slightly dilated opening to her womb, and spurted again. His vision tunneled as two more spurts followed in quick succession. Arlene’s pussy pulsed and spasmed as her climax went higher and higher. Her pussy clamped so tightly to him that it almost hurt his cock, producing a final spurt and a weaker groan from Jeff as the last of his semen pumped into his pretty daughter.
Arlene slumped forward onto the pool table, forcing Diana to let go of her daughter’s breast. After a few minutes, Jeff pulled his cock out, letting a torrent of come run from Arlene’s swollen pussy. Diana looked at her husband’s come slowly running down the inside of her daughter’s thigh, and her own pussy flushed when Diana remembered how great it felt for her husband to come in her.
It had felt great when Jack and Arnie had come inside her, too, but she would never mention it to Jeff; although, he certainly knew this because of the way she had acted when Jeff had been watching. I wish he had never seen me come with Jack or Arnie fucking me. He knows I will come when a man, any man, probably, comes in me. But maybe he will forget in time. I hope he will. I didn’t want to fuck those two, but my body didn’t ask my brain for permission to come. Shit. Will I ever get this straight in my own mind? No wonder Jeff was so screwed up. I sucked Jack’s cock when it came out of my pussy. Jack expected it and demanded it.
Diana looked at her husband as he leaned back against the pool table catching his breath. She knelt in front of him and took his limp, but still-swollen, cock into her mouth. She gently cleaned it and sucked it while looking up at her husband. She knew it was a turn-on for a woman to look at a man while she sucked his cock, let alone clean it for him. Maybe this will help to convey that I’m sorry for what happened.
As Diana looked at her husband, she realized that it was a tremendous turn-on for her as well, particularly when Arlene ran her hand up Diana’s short skirt from behind and moved her finger across her mother’s panty-covered clit. She came so hard she almost bit Jeff. She hadn’t realized she had been so close. Arlene giggled behind her, knowing how strongly her mother had come, and probably why.
Diana let Jeff’s cock slip out of her mouth, and he staggered over to sit in one of the chairs. Forcing down her jealousy, she followed and sat in his lap. She kissed him as tenderly as she could, trying to tell him it was all right before he picked up on her internal quandary.
Arlene sat in one of the other chairs and leaned back into the leather upholstery looking at her mother and dad while Jeff’s come puddled under her. “You guys look like you used to look.”
“How is that, Punkin?” Jeff asked, still necking with his wife.
“Like you love each other, again. You know.”
“We never stopped loving each other,” Jeff replied. “Things just got a bit mixed up in my mind.”
“Am I included in this now?” Arlene asked, tentatively.
“You always were.”
“No, Dad. That’s not what I mean. You loved me as your daughter then. But I just took your sperm up my pussy, and, I guess into my womb as I did twice last night.”
Before Jeff could reply, Diana, pushing her jealousy down, looked at her husband. “It’s too late to go back, Darling,” then speaking to her daughter, “I guess, like we said last night, he’s just stuck with two women to love.”
“I instigated this, Jeff, as you know, to keep from losing you, but our daughter has not come out of this untouched, either. There is a part of me that does not like sharing you with a younger woman, especially one that is prettier than me, but I will gladly share to have my husband back. If I get a bit jealous from time to time, just love me until it passes. I promise that I am going to be the best wife I can possibly be.”
“Mom, I’m not prettier than you. No one is. Everybody we meet thinks we’re sisters, and you’re the one that the men can’t keep their eyes off of.”
“Flattery will get you everywhere,” Diana said as she laughed. “How about a trip to the nursery?”
“Nursery? Why would I want to go to the nursery? Neither of us is pregnant.”
“Not the nursery upstairs,” she said with a grin. “A plant nursery.”
“Oh, crap,” Jeff said. “Here we go. I can feel my back starting to hurt already from those holes I know I’ll have to dig.”
“It’s not the thought of digging those holes that has your back hurting,” Diana said with a grin. “It’s trying to push your dick out your daughter’s throat with her bent over the pool table that has your back complaining.”
“I was not. I was just...”
“Yeah, I know. You were trying to get into her womb, but your dick wouldn’t fit, so you just pushed a little harder. Right?”
“Well, I...”
Diana and Arlene both giggled. “Jeff, why in the world didn’t you fuck me like that for the last sixteen years?”
“You said it hurt,” he defended himself.
Diana, now standing, leaned over and curled a finger under her husband’s chin, gently lifting up. “You never could tell when I said ‘no’ and meant ‘yes, ‘ could you?”
Jeff just looked flustered.
“Look, Mom, I think Dad is blushing.” And as Jeff got redder, “He is.”
Diana laughed and said, “Put some clothes on, tart, some pants, so we can lean over without getting your father all excited. We’re going to go buy some flowers.”
“Mom, flowers won’t grow up here, will they?”
“Diana,” Jeff tried, “the place is landscaped. The grounds are as beautiful as the center itself. Why are you going to buy flowers?” he grumped.
“Men. He doesn’t have a clue,” she said to her daughter as they went out the door to change. “You had better put some jeans on, Hon,” she said over her shoulder. “Arlene and I like seeing what you have hanging between your legs, but I doubt if the nursery people will be as appreciative.”
Well, crap. I guess we’re going to a nursery. I hope there is one around here somewhere. But I’ll bet I don’t find one before we get to Boulder. Shit. Surely they won’t want to go to Denver. I hate that fucking traffic. Jeff never thought about letting the women go alone. He got up to find some jeans. Why do women have to get the nesting instinct? And why does it have to involve digging holes? Then again, digging holes beats hanging curtains. Maybe they won’t think about that.
The nursery people were happy to sell Diana tons of stuff – to Jeff it felt like tons – that would live, and supposedly thrive, in the mountains. They even thoughtfully provided thick paper to keep the Escalade’s carpet clean. The vehicle was now crammed full of plants, most of the names, Jeff could not even pronounce. At least he wouldn’t have to vacuum the SUV when he got home.
Then they had to stop off for gardening tools. I have a hundred and fifty-five million dollars in the bank, and I’m buying gardening tools, he mused.But even though he pretended to grumble about it, he was enjoying it almost as much as the women. The vehicle smelled like a jungle according to Jeff, but Diana and Arlene thought it smelled great.
I’ve got to unload all this stuff when we get back, Jeff thought as he tried to see through the plants to pull out onto the highway. He gave up and had Diana look out her window and direct him. Then, of course, they had to stop and eat. It was almost nine when they finally got back to the house. Jeff adamantly refused to unload the SUV until morning, expecting Diana to want it done today, but to Jeff’s amazement, she didn’t argue with him.
“Surely, they can live through the night in the car,” she said. She and Arlene hurried into the house, leaving Jeff figuratively scratching his head. He had been certain they would want to put some of the stuff out tonight; it was not completely dark, yet, and the grounds would be well lit even when it did get dark. They hassled me all the way back about getting started setting things out today, then when we get home they just go into the house. I will never understand women.
Jeff stopped by the kitchen and got a diet Coke, then went into the living room and turned on the TV. Within minutes, he was sound asleep. He needed the rest. He knew he would be digging a great many holes tomorrow.
Arlene and Diana were in the suite they had been using for their bedroom. Arlene was sitting on a low-backed chair in front of the vanity mirror as Diana brushed her hair. Arlene would return the favor when her mother was done.
“So run this by me again. What’s the big present you want for your birthday? If it’s a car, I’ll tell you right now, your dad and I will have to talk about it – a lot. You have a learner’s permit from Georgia; I’ll call and see if it is good in Colorado. If not, we can get you one for out here, and you can drive the Escalade for now, with your dad or me along, of course. I assume the driver’s license age is sixteen out here as well. As far as I’m concerned, too many teenagers are turned loose in their own cars before they have enough experience, and they get themselves killed because of it. If that’s...”
“Mother, will you please slow down. I haven’t even thought about a car. That would be super, but that’s not what I’ve been thinking about for my birthday.”
“Oh, well, I guess I sort of...”
“Mom, do you remember what Mr. Wainwright said about using the company jet?” she asked while trying to turn her head to look at her mother.
“Stay still,” Diana admonished. Then looking at her daughter in the mirror, “Well, sure. But what does that have to do with your birthday? Where do you want to go?”
“Nowhere,” Arlene answered, fighting the urge to turn around. “I love it right here, but I can’t share what I have.”
Diana lifted her daughter’s long hair, pulling it back as she worked on a tangle. “What do you mean? You can’t ‘share’? Share what?”
“I want to share this with my friends,” she said, staring into her mother’s eyes in the mirror. “I want my friends to see this place, to come and be with me on my birthday. Mom, don’t say anything. Just think. Wouldn’t it be super if the jet could pick them up and bring them here for my birthday?”
Diana kept trying to say something, but Arlene continued telling her to wait and listen before she said no. Finally, Diana put her hand to her daughter’s mouth to hush her so she could speak. There were already tears in Arlene’s eyes.
“Yes.”
“But Mom,” Arlene tried to continue with her proposition. When she realized what her mother had said. “You said, ‘yes’?“
“Yes, Dear. It sounds like a great idea. We can ask your dad about the jet. If we can’t use that, we can certainly buy their tickets. How many girls did you want to bring? Just your closest friends.”
“I know Mom. Just Jennie, Melissa and Ann.”
“I almost wish you hadn’t told me about Jennie and Melissa. I’m afraid I’ll feel differently around them. What about Ann? Is she doing it with someone, too?”
“No, Mom. She’s still a virgin.”
“Still a virgin at sixteen. I didn’t know they existed,” she said, laughing.
“Mom, I almost made it to sixteen. And would have, too, if Jack hadn’t raped me.”
“I know, Baby. I was just kidding. I certainly wasn’t a virgin at sixteen. You were two years old.”
“Well, Ann says she is still looking for the right guy, at least as of two days ago, but she says it won’t be long. She said she would either find Mr. Right soon, or she was going to pick one at random. She said she was tired of being a virgin and hearing all her girlfriends talking about something she didn’t know anything about.”
“Hon, you didn’t tell them about Jack and Arnie, did you?”
“No, Mom, of course not. But it was hard not to during the few days we were at the old house.”
“Remember, no one must know about your Dad. Some people wouldn’t understand about what we are doing, no matter how it got started.”
“Mom, believe it or not, I am not a little child.”
“I know, Baby. I know, but I worry. Just one wrong word...”
“It won’t happen, Mother. Now can I call them?”
“Certainly not. You can call them after everything is worked out. The next obstacle is your father. I don’t think he will balk at buying them tickets, but the company jet might be another matter.” As Arlene started to interrupt, she hushed her and continued, “I know. A ride in a company jet, treated like royalty, would be far better, but let’s get first things first. We need him wholeheartedly on our side. That way when we ask about using the jet, he will be much more likely to say yes. Now how are we going to approach him with this?”
“He wasn’t in a very good mood while we were buying plants and tools.”
“Oh, that was just your dad being a man,” Diana said with a chuckle. “He was enjoying himself as much as we were. But he was worn out. He could never stand shopping for any length of time.” Diana got a faraway look on her face for a moment, then continued, “Here’s what we’ll do, if you’re willing...”
Jeff woke from his nap in the living room as someone was trying to pull his pants down. When he saw Arlene and Diana, he quickly raised his ass so they could get the pants past his hips. Both were dressed, or undressed, in panties and heels. Nothing else. They had makeup on, he noted, and they had their hair done. His dick stood up before his pants hit the floor.
Arlene’s mouth took the head of his cock in a few seconds later. She sucked briefly, then ran her tongue around the head while still keeping his dick in her mouth. Diana pushed on his legs to spread them wider, then when Arlene moved a little to the side, Diana gently lifted his balls, kissing and sucking on them as her daughter increased the suction on his cockhead. He didn’t last three minutes.
Jeff bucked and groaned, almost cramming his cock down Arlene’s throat. She took the first three spurts, one went into the air, and Diana got the last. She held his cock in her mouth, not sucking at all, knowing it would be sensitive after he came. After a few minutes, she gently licked and sucked him clean. As she let his flaccid member slip out of her sexy mouth, Jeff sighed, and said, “That’s twice that I woke up getting a blowjob from my daughter. Twice in one day. I could really get used to this.”
“Ah, but we have an ulterior motive this time,” Diana said, giggling.
In short order, Diana and Arlene explained their plan to Jeff. In the beginning, he resisted, but after Arlene stuck a titty in his mouth and Diana sucked his dick back to full hardness, and later drank his sperm as her daughter had, he was all for it. He really was from the beginning, but he wanted to see what the women would do if he showed reluctance.
“I’ll call Mr. Wainwright first thing in the morning and see what he says. But first, I’ve got a lot of pussy licking to do before I catch up.” He tackled Diana with her squealing like a kid, but the squealing stopped and the moans started as he got his tongue on her clit.
Arlene watched for a while, then sucked on Diana’s nipples while Jeff ate her. It’s a good thing we don’t have any neighbors, Diana thought. That must be me making that racket, but I can’t stop. She kept trying to tell Jeff to stop, that she was having too many orgasms, that she needed to breathe, but he wouldn’t listen, or she couldn’t talk, she wasn’t sure which. Finally, the world went black.
“Dad, I think you can quit now,” Arlene said.
Jeff didn’t stop.
“Dad. She’s out cold. You can stop now.”
Damn. All those times before that she told me to stop and I did. I had no idea she meant for me to keep going. Now that I don’t pay any attention to her, she goes to constant orgasms and faints. I will never understand women.
“Your dick is hard again, Dad.”
“Yeah, Punkin. It turns me on watching you suck your mom’s breasts. Not to say anything about her having orgasms. That’s a real turn-on, too.”
Arlene took his cock in her hand and lay back, guiding him to her pussy. “Daddy, I get hot when I suck your cock, and when I suck Mom’s titties. Push it in. Fuck me. But not as hard as you did this morning. I’m really sore. I don’t want to have to go to the doctor.”
Jeff pushed his cock into his daughter’s wet pussy. As he got nearly all the way in, he hit her cervix, and she hissed in her breath. He pulled back, the next stroke stopping short of her womb. He continued with long, slow strokes while kissing her and gently pulling on her nipples. A few minutes later, he sucked a nipple into his mouth, gently caressing it with his tongue and lips.
He was kissing her fifteen minutes later when she wrapped her legs tightly around his hips and squealed into his mouth as she shuddered out another prolonged orgasm. He held tight to her and pumped his seed into her – what was left of his sperm – as her orgasm tapered off.
A little later, Diana whispered in his ear. “Wake your daughter and let’s go to bed. I don’t think I would have awakened if I hadn’t heard you two finishing.”
They staggered down the hall and fell into bed, Jeff still with his tee shirt on. The bed was soon sticky from come leaking out of Arlene, but nobody noticed.
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