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The Threesome

Author: Dayvid Notellin (dnt_x-asstr@yahoo.com)

Title: The Threesome

Part: Part 1

Summary: In a sexually adventurous couple, it's not always the man who's the kinkster. When Ken asks his wife to try a threesome, this wasn't what he had in mind!

Keywords: MFg, Ageplay, Incest

Date: 06/06/2016

[Author's Note]

 

"Whew!" Ken said rolling onto his back and wiping the sweat from his eyes. He was panting like he'd just run a marathon. Pulling his wife into his embrace, he kissed her sweaty forehead, loving the way her sweet little body molded itself to his automatically - one of the benefits of having been with her for a long time. "You are," he said with feeling, "without a doubt, the best fucking lay in all of Halbrook County!"

 

She giggled, enjoying the compliment. "And how would you know," she teased. "You been stepping out on me, laying with every other girl in the county while I've been stuck at home, barefoot and pregnant?"

 

It wasn't true of course. She'd only been pregnant the one time, and that had been nine years ago. Once Katie had started school, Kathy had gotten a part-time job, and had worked that into a respectable at-home business that supplemented their already-substantial income nicely. As well as being a mother, she also had her business and a gaggle of friends, some mutual friends with Ken, some her own.

 

But it did bring up a point, and one that they'd discussed before. Having fallen in love while they were in grade school, Ken and Kathy had the longest relationship of any of their generation, at least locally. But it had worried them a few years back that they might have "missed out" on some of the sexual experiences their other friends had had. So they'd experimented, trying out different things together. Some, like oral and roleplaying, they found they thoroughly loved. Others, like anal and light bondage was fun "once in a while" for variety. And of course there were other things they'd tried where once was definitely enough.

 

They hadn't tried everything though, and Ken had been wondering how to broach one possibility which excited him every time he thought about it. That was the idea of sharing his wife with another man. She was a beautiful girl, and while they'd performed solo for one another many times (he loved watching her go at it, bringing herself to climax with her fingers or toys, and she seemed to enjoy watching him do likewise), it wasn't exactly the same as seeing another man fuck her. He was almost positive sure she'd be willing to give it a go though, and pretty sure she'd enjoy it, with the right guy. He had a couple of trusted friends he'd like to present as options, but how to bring it up?

 

He'd read somewhere that the best time to suggest new sexual variations was after a good fucking, when there was no sexual pressure and both partners were satisfied. It was important though that it be brought up casually, as an intellectual exercise rather than as a suggestion. Well, now seemed as good a time as any.

 

He gently caressed his wife, enjoying the feel of her slight curves and smooth skin. She was a "petite" girl, short and slim with modest breasts which he loved to suckle. They'd grown while she was breastfeeding Katie of course, but unlike some, they'd reverted back to almost the exact same size and firmness as they'd been before childbearing. His friend Calvin, who was a doctor, had told him that was probably because she wasn't fully mature at that point in her life - at least physically.

 

Whatever the reason, it pleased them both greatly that she still had such a youthful figure and appearance. At 6'2", he towered over her 5'5", which sometimes gave strangers the impression that they were further apart in age than the three years which actually separated them. In fact, once or twice, strangers had mistaken her for his daughter. That had pissed her off, until they'd had the idea of roleplaying that in bed one night. That had been a game-changer. They both found it extremely stimulating, and from then on, they always got a thrill when someone made that mistake, and played it up to the hilt!

 

Ken's hands cupped her smooth, firm butt, pressing her still drooling pussy against his leg and eliciting a sigh of contented pleasure from her. She was in a drowsy state, calm and relaxed, and he didn't think he'd get a better opportunity to bring up his little fantasy.

 

"Hey honey," he said, continuing to caress her, though his pulse was increasing and he could feel his cock stirring again even though they'd just given a good work-out. "You remember the last time we played 'blindfold' together?"

 

"Mmm... yes," she said in that sweet soft voice that was almost a purr. "You're such a kinky bastard!"

 

He smacked her lightly on the butt, making her giggle and squirm. "You should talk, you little slut! Anyway, I was wondering. You enjoyed it, right? I mean, you liked the way it played out?"

 

They way it'd played out was that he'd tied her up and blindfolded her naked on the bed, then had left the room. A few minutes later, he'd come back in pretending to be someone else - a friend who'd come by to see if Ken wanted to go to a ball game. "Finding" her naked, he'd "taken advantage of her", by "exploring" her body and then fucking her, all while disguising his voice and manner, acting like he'd never seen her naked before. It was really the genesis of his fantasy about actually seeing another man fuck her.

 

"Uh huh," she cooed drowsily. "It was lots of fun. We should do it again sometime!"

 

Perfect! he thought, She's game for that, maybe she'll be game for more! He took a breath to calm himself. "Actually," he said, fighting to keep it casual, "I was wondering if you might be interested in actually doing something with someone else. You know, like a threesome?"

 

Kathy was quiet for several long moments while Ken worried that he may have overestimated her open-mindedness. Maybe she though he was getting bored with her or something? He was just about to shrug it off and say, "It's okay if you don't want to" when she spoke up.

 

"I think that's a wonderful idea honey," she said, and he felt her moving against him, her hand sliding down to wrap around his cock, which began swelling immediately. "I wasn't sure how to bring it up - I'm glad you did!"

 

Ken was ecstatic. She was willing to - no, by her body language, eager to have another person join them in the bed! He'd finally get to see another cock slip into that lovely little pussy of hers! Well, assuming she'd let him fuck her. Maybe she'd only blow him, but even that would be hot! And if it went well, she might be willing to do more next time!

 

He wanted to mention the couple of friends he had in mind and let her pick one to "seal the deal", but her hand was stroking him and her mouth had come awake, her tongue attacking his nipple. She obviously found the idea exciting and was ready for more play right now! Still, it should be decided.

 

"So I was thinking about who to invite..." he started, but was interrupted as she threw one leg over him, straddling him and looking down at him with a look of pure lust. With a practiced hand, she guided him into her, pressing down and filling herself with his warmth, shuddering as she often did as she felt him penetrating and filling her. When she was "fully seated", her puffy pussy lips pressing down against his balls, she looked him in the eye.

 

"Don't you worry about it honey. I have just the perfect girl in mind! She's totally got the hots for you! I'm almost positive she'll be willing!"

 

Ken almost shot his load into her at that. He'd been thinking a guy for their first threesome. Many women are insecure, and suggesting another woman hadn't even been on the edge of his mind. Yet here his hot young wife was offering him another woman to join them sexually! Aside from some petting many years ago, he'd never even been with another woman! The idea excited the hell out of him, especially as it triggered another one of his favorite fantasies. He'd never asked Kathy if she found other women sexually interesting. But now it looked like he'd be getting the chance to find out in the best way possible!

 

"Okay honey, I'll leave it to you," he said, reaching down to cup her ass and lifting, began to thrust it up into her with gusto, his lovely bride riding him with equal fervor.


 

Several days later, Ken could hardly contain his excitement. Once the ice had been broken, the couple had talked openly about the upcoming tryst. Kathy teased him mercilessly though, telling him that his friend, whoever she was, was even sexier than she was, and had had a crush on him for years. She confided that she and her friend had talked about him a number of times and that she'd even encouraged her friend to think of him when she masturbated!

 

That had opened the doors for the "girl-on-girl" discussion, and to his surprise, Ken had learned that Kathy had played with other girls before. He wasn't sure why it'd surprised him though. After all, when he was younger, he'd masturbated with friends too, and had even done a little experimenting with hand jobs and such. That had pretty much stopped when he'd started fucking Kathy though, as she was so much sexier than his friends!

 

Still, learning that she'd "practiced kissing" and "other stuff" with girls too had been a revelation, and they had a lot of fun sharing their stories. Unlike him, she hadn't actually "gone down" on any of her friends when she was a kid - apparently she hadn't done that until about a year ago. But she loved the idea of him doing that, and frigged herself furiously as he "played pretend" for her, sucking one of her dildos as if it were a cock. The way she was going on about it, he was pretty sure that if they ever did get another man into bed for a threesome, he'd have to do some of that in front of her. He wasn't sure how he felt about that, but if she wanted it, he'd try.

 

There was no question though that she enjoyed eating pussy. He didn't have a "pocket pussy" for her to demo on, but then, one wasn't really needed. His imagination was up to the task, and just knowing that his wife had licked the pussy she was going to share with him was more than enough to keep him going!

 

It wasn't until she'd talked with her friend though, that the issues came up.

 

"Okay honey," she said to him one night over dinner. "My friend is willing - hell, eager to join us in bed. But..."

 

"Uh oh," he said, "I never like it when you use that tone."

 

"Well, in this case, we can't be selfish. You see, her situation is, shall we say, precarious. You see, if anyone ever found out that she had sex with you - well, it would endanger both her and you." She crinkled her nose in that cute way she had. "And I'm not willing to endanger the man I love for any reason.

 

"Also, she is, to put it mildly, much less experienced than I."

 

"Seriously?" he said. "But you've only been with one man! Me!" He frowned. He was pretty sure that was true.

 

"That's true honey, but you and I have been doing it for years and she's still... Well, technically she's still a virgin. I mean, she's had toys and stuff, but has never really made love with a man.

 

"I'm not really worried about the mechanics though. I know what will fit where, and she may not want you actually inside her anyway - at least not the first time. I'm more concerned with her insecurities. You might not understand it, being a man and all, but many women - perhaps even most women, are horribly insecure about their bodies. No matter how pretty and sexy and perfect they are, they never quite believe that. And that's especially true the first few times they're with a man.

 

"So I told her you'd be blindfolded."

 

Ken stopped, the fork half-way to his mouth. He looked at her. "You what?"

 

But she was unrepentant. "I know, I know. You were hoping you'd get to fondle and kiss and do all sorts of nasty things with her, but... well honey, I really do think she'll be willing to do all that down the road a bit. But this first time, we kind of have to cater to her insecurities." She looked at him with pleading. She really did want to do this, and apparently really did want this particular friend to be "the one".

 

He sighed. "Okay fine. I'll be blindfolded."

 

"And tied down," she said, an impish grin showing that she knew she'd won the point, and was going for the whole game.

 

"Seriously?" he asked.

 

"Look on the bright side honey," she cooed. "You're getting the chance to be with another girl, with your wife's full support and approval!"

 

He sighed again. "You sure do drive a hard bargain!" he said in his best impression of Audrey II from "Little Shop of Horrors". "Is there anything else?"

 

"Actually, yes. You can't know who she is, which is the point of the blindfold and tie-down. But you'd totally recognize her voice. So... headphones too."

 

This was something they'd tried before as well. With one's eyes blinded and one's ears being blasted by loud music, one had to rely on the other senses much more heavily. But before he'd still had his hands free at least - and he knew it was his wife with him. This would be with another woman altogether! He thought about it. Can't see her. Can't hear her. Can't touch her. He'd essentially be at her mercy, only feeling what she allowed. He imagined himself laying spread eagle on the bed while some unseen woman straddled him, using his cock as her tool, riding him to her completion and his only sense being that pussy - or mouth, or whatever. It might be interesting, the total focus on that one thing.

 

More importantly though was the look in his wife's eyes. She was yearning for him to say yes to this.

 

"Okay fine, but you totally owe me one!" he finally conceded.

 

Kathy laughed merrily. "I love you Ken. Only you could let his wife offer you another woman, and you think you're doing her a favor!"


 

Though Ken had agreed to it, he was only human. His curiosity was driving him to distraction. Kathy and he had agreed that it would be this Friday, while their daughter Katie would be home late due to some school function, he wasn't sure what. That meant they'd have basically from three in the afternoon to around six. Katie wasn't due home until seven, but they wanted a buffer.

 

The days leading up were torture for the man. Kathy continued to tantalize him and tease him, telling him how pretty her friend was, and how much she was looking forward to finally getting a chance to "experience" Ken. She told him that she'd been "practicing" her oral skills on a toy Kathy got her, and that she masturbated often to some nude pictures of Ken that Kathy had taken during some of their photography fun. She especially liked the ones where he was cumming, or had cum all over his own chest and stomach.

 

But it wasn't until one of his friends mentioned his new "nanny" cam that Ken got the idea of putting a camera in their bedroom.

 

At first he'd dismissed it out-of-hand. It would be a violation of trust, he thought. The girl, whoever she was, was trusting that he'd be oblivious to her identity. Obviously if he suggested a camera, she'd refuse. And yet, the idea just wouldn't go away, especially since Kathy broke out the camera and recorded them making love to fuel her friend's interest in going through with it! According to her, her friend "came like crazy" while watching Ken take Kathy from behind, telling his wife that she'd "love to feel Ken's hard cock as he drove her into the bed." He suspected that Kathy was hamming it up a bit for his benefit, but still. She got to see them fucking; why couldn't he see her fucking him - or whatever she'd do with him. It was frustrating as hell!

 

In the end, he made what he felt to be a "fair compromise". He purchased a spy-cam and set it up in the bedroom, aiming it so that if she was riding him cow-girl as he expected, her face would be out-of-frame. He'd get to see her body with his, and that would have to do.

 

Thursday night was worst of all. He was horny as hell, as was Kathy - but she wouldn't fuck him. "I want you to have a full load of cum for her honey," she explained. Kathy loved cum, and just sort of assumed every other woman would love it too, and she wanted her friend to "experience the full load." Of course, that didn't mean she couldn't rub out a few, and she did so - right there in front of his face, letting him lick and suck her juices through several great climaxes. But him? He had to wait. It was intolerable!

 

But he did tolerate it, and with fairly good grace - all things considered. He wasn't exactly cranky, but he was very much on edge all day Friday, working through the whole day's work before noon. He didn't want to go home yet though, because he wasn't sure he could resist the urge to rub one out. So he enjoyed a long lunch, played nine holes, and still got home by two.

 

Kathy was out, probably with her, so he did one last check on the spy cam, ensuring the angle was right and the feed was strong. It would stream directly to his computer, so there was no worry about it running out of memory or losing the recording. He then spent about an hour showering, shaving, "manscaping" and primping. There'd be no point in dressing, so he stayed in a robe, and tried to ignore the erection that didn't seem to want to go away.

 

Finally, about ten minutes to three, Kathy arrived.


 

"Well, well, well!" she grinned, seeing him on the sofa in just a robe that did nothing to hide his erection. "It looks to me like someone's more than ready!" She came over, sat next to him, and pulled the robe open, exposing his throbbing hard-on. "Ooh! What a beauty! She'll love it!" Bending over, she kissed the tip. "Yummy!" she said, licking the precum from her lips. "Don't waste it though!"

 

"Well it's not like I can control it honey," he mock-growled. "I swear to God, I'm so horny your friend might be in for a surprise - I might blast off the second I feel her touch it!"

 

"Oh pooh," Kathy pouted. "I know you won't. But I do hope she'll give you seconds. You've been such a good boy about all this! She's terribly nervous though, so don't expect too much." Her eyes twinkled. "And whatever happens, I promise I'll make it good for you later tonight. Oral, anal, dressing up like a school girl - whatever you want honey."

 

"Humph. Maybe I'll tie you up, blindfold you, put on headphones, and make you wait before you get any!" he grumbled, not actually angry, but playing it for effect.

 

"If that's what you want honey. I'm game!" she said cheerfully. Taking his hand, she rose. "Come on stud. Let's get you ready. My friend is due to arrive promptly at three."

 

Going into the bedroom, she quickly divested him of the robe and laid him down on the bed. Using the thick nylon straps with the padded leather cuffs they had for such games, she made sure he was secured, spread-eagle on the bed, his cock standing straight up. He couldn't help it, a bead of precum trickled down the side. Kathy cleaned him up with her tongue, then climbed atop him, straddling him with her ass against his turgid member as if she was going to "hotdog" him.

 

Reaching into a little bag, she pulled out some cotton pads.

 

"What are those," he asked, flinching as she attempted to place them on his eyes.

 

"Well honey, you know the only way to be really certain you can't see is with pads and wrapping. So that's what we're doing. The blindfold is fun, but we both know it can come off or at least be displaced enough for you to see. And we want our friend to feel safe, don't we?"

 

He grumbled some more, but accepted the inevitable, instead focusing on the sweet feel of her soft ass-crack rubbing against his cock as she worked. In moments the pads were on his eyes and she'd wrapped gauze around his head about a dozen times, completely securing the pads and blinding him. He couldn't open his lids if he wanted to, and if he had, the bandage would ensure he couldn't see anyway.

 

Next he felt her place the headphones on and secure them with more gauze. She put on one of the play-lists they used when making marathon love, adjusted the volume higher than he would have liked, then with effort, lifted one cup from his ear.

 

"That okay?" she yelled.

 

"What?" he answered, quite loud.

 

She re-seated the cup, satisfied. She then turned the music off and though muffled, he could hear her speaking even through the cups. "We have a couple of minutes honey, but don't worry, I'll be here keeping you company." He felt her settle down beside him, her soft hand lightly caressing his chest. "I really do love you, you know," she said gently. "And I thank you for doing this for her. And for us. I promise that you get to pick who we do it with next time."

 

He chuckled. Even now he knew that there was no "right answer" that would include a woman. Until they'd done this a few times anyway. "Well now that you mention it honey, I do have a couple of guys in mind," he said.

 

"Ooh!" she laughed. "You kinky bastard! Want to see your horny wife fucked by your friends huh? Well, let's do one at a time at first, okay?"

 

"That's not what I meant!" he started, but her laughter told him she knew full well what he'd meant and was merely playing with him. She bent over and kissed him, warmly. Lovingly. "You're a good man Ken," she said withdrawing.

 

"Ooh!" she said, suddenly jumping off the bed. "Before I forget. Be right back honey!" He heard her run out the door. The silence was deafening and he's just got round to wishing she'd turned the music on before she'd left, when he heard her return.

 

He felt her climb on the bed again, then, "Open your mouth honey," she said. He felt a straw on his lips and sucked. Gatorade. Perfect. He took a couple sips and released the straw. "Let me know when you want more, okay?" and he heard her place it on the night stand.

 

"God I'm so excited!" she said, sounding impatient. "Check it out!" He felt her slide off the bed, then he felt her thigh against his hand. He felt his way to her pussy with her moving to help, and found that she was right. Her pussy was smooth and puffy as always - and soaked as hell. She was really looking forward to this! That made him feel better. He might be horny as hell, but so was she. He began to diddle her gently, and could feel her trembling to his touch. He wanted her to climb up and put her pussy on his mouth, but before he could suggest it, the doorbell rang.

 

"Oh thank God!" she exclaimed. "Now you be a good boy." She moved away and a moment later the music was back on, like thunder in his ears after the silence.

 

Time passed slowly. It seemed like years. His cock ached, and he felt another bead of precum trickle down the side. His erection had eased for a while there, as he was distracted with the preparation and other things, but when the doorbell had rung, it was like a jolt to his libido. And now, the wait was almost painfully intense.

 

Finally though, he became aware that he was no longer alone. He couldn't tell how he knew it, but he did know it. Someone was in the room with him. And suddenly he felt naked in a way he'd never felt before. He was laying there, spread eagle, naked, his cock rock hard and on display. He didn't know who was seeing him this way! Hell, it could be a hundred people! It could be his entire office staff! His staff seeing his staff! Only it wasn't funny. He felt a moment of panic and tugged at the restraints reflexively.

 

Suddenly the sound was off and an instant later, Kathy was at his ear. "It's okay baby, I'm here with you. You're safe. We can stop this if you want."

 

Ken felt foolish. "Uh, is your friend here? No one else?"

 

"No one else honey. Just her and me and you." She chuckled softly. "And she likes what she sees. She was getting undressed when you jerked and I called stop. Do you want to stop honey? Or should we let her have her way with you?"

 

His erection, which had been flagging, surged back to life. There was a strange girl here with them. And she was seeing him in all his glory - and she liked it! She wanted to do sexual things with him! The doubts seemed stupid now, and he was enormously turned on. His lovely wife and some unknown but pretty and sexy girl. He wished he could see, but damned if it wasn't hot as fuck not being able to see!

 

"Sip?" he said, and felt the straw at his lips a moment later. After a drink, he said, "Okay, I'm ready. Let's go ahead."

 

Kathy's lips were on his, briefly, then gone, and the music was back. He could feel the bed move slightly, not like someone was getting on it, but like someone had bumped it. Then he felt pressure up by his head, and there were lips on his. Soft lips. Sweet lips. But not Kathy's lips. She was letting this stranger kiss him? For some reason, that seemed oddly reassuring. It was like that one gesture made it from something completely impersonally sexual to something he was sharing with someone - someone who actually cared about him. He found his chest relaxing, surprised that it'd been tight. He kissed her back. There was no tongue, and he didn't press it. Inexperienced. Right. He could sense that. But he also seemed to sense that the kiss was uncertain at first, and reassuring to the girl after a second or two.

 

He felt pressure on the bed, a person climbing up. Then another on the other side. The girls had him between them. He didn't know what he'd expected, but it wasn't that! He was between two naked girls! He could feel their skin against his! Soft. Warm. Then there were hands. Four of them. All four were small and cool and light, caressing his entire body. One pair seemed to be doing things that the other pair repeated, as if Kathy were showing the girl how to touch him. It was nice. It was also erotic as hell!

 

Then there were mouths on his nipples. He knew Kathy's - the kissing and sucking was familiar and certain, the other less so. But it was the uncertainty, and the differences that made it so interesting. The girl had long hair like his wife, and he could feel it dragging across his skin as the two mouths kissed their way southward, pausing at his belly button before continuing.

 

Kathy's hand took his cock, and a moment later, her tongue lapped up the precum, then engulfed him. It was insanely hot, and he was surprised that he didn't cum in her mouth instantly. But it was only there a moment. Then the other girl took his cock in her hand uncertainly, trying a couple of grips before settling. And then there was her tongue on his shaft, licking. And then there was her mouth around his helmet, sucking. Her teeth scraped, causing him to jerk a bit, and the mouth withdrew. Then his wife showed her again, and must have explained the issue, for the other girl went again, more carefully, and without scraping. It was nice. Both mouths felt amazing, but different. He couldn't have said what was different though. Different shapes? Different sizes? Different temperature? Wetness? Whatever it was, the differences were amazing!

 

The lessons - he couldn't think of a better word - continued, and Kathy's friend learned quickly. She'd need practice to become the champion cocksucker his wife was, but Ken found that it wasn't long before she was sucking, swirling her tongue, and bobbing her head to mouth-fuck him quite nicely. Being inexperienced, she couldn't handle more than about half his seven inches, but then neither could Kathy the first time (or the tenth time) she'd sucked him. He felt the girl go too deep a few times, as if trying a bit too hard, with the expected jerk-back results. Still, she seemed to want to do better, and Ken was sure that with practice, she would.

 

In fact, it was becoming damned difficult for Ken to hold back. He knew he was making grunting and groaning noises - he'd learned to let himself do that because Kathy thought it was sexy. But he didn't want to be rude and cum in the girl's mouth! So as much as he didn't want to, he warned them. "Honey," he panted, remembering to keep his voice low - he didn't have to shout over the music they couldn't hear, "I'm sorry baby, but that's so fucking good. I'm going to cum if you keep it up!"

 

He felt his wife take his cock in hand, holding it still. A moment or two passed. Were they talking about something? Then Kathy let go and moved up to his head. He felt her pry the cup from his ear and say something.

 

"What?" he said, sure he couldn't have heard right.

 

"I said," Kathy repeated a bit louder and directly to his ear, "She says your precum tastes good and she wants you to cum in her mouth!"

 

"Shit! Seriously? No way!"

 

He thought he heard a faint giggle, quickly squelched, and then the girl's hand was on his cock, her mouth over the top, and she was stroking it like Kathy had taught her while sucking on as much as she could fit in her mouth. It felt amazing.

"Come on baby," Kathy was saying into his ear, "You want to cum. She wants to gobble it down. You know you love cumming in my mouth and watching me swallow it all. Don't worry, I've already explained that there will be too much and it'll get all over your cock and balls and her hands. She says she'll lick it all yup and drink it all down. Okay?"

 

"Fuckin' A, it's okay with me! Hey honey, whoever you are, you are one very sexy woman! You suck cock really good, and you make me want to cum in your mouth so much!"

 

The hand began to move quicker, the sucking harder, and Kathy kissed his cheek. "That was sweet honey, you made her smile. She's a very happy girl right now and will be even happier having made you cum!"

 

"Oh shit... Oh shit... I'm gonna... cum... No!" He screamed. He couldn't help it. The cum rushed out of his balls like it was on fire, tearing up through his cock and into the warm, wet, sucking mouth!

 

Kathy was panting in his ear. "Oh God baby! Her eyes got huge and her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk's! She's trying to swallow it all, but it's leaking down. She's loving it honey! She loves the way it's spraying into her mouth like that! I know how good that is! I wish you could see how happy she is that she made you cum! Every shot is making her eyes wide and if her mouth weren't so full, she'd be grinning like crazy!" Then to her friend, "Just a few more shots honey! He's almost empty, then you can go after the stuff you missed. I'll help!" Then back to him. "Gotta go honey. We've got to get your cock all cleaned up and hard again and ready for the next thing!"

 

The cup was over his ear and he his cock was twitching its last. He could feel the girl gulping and gulping and her hand stroking and squeezing the shaft. He felt Kathy's hand join hers, showing her how to milk out the last drops, then he felt two tongues down there, licking up the run-off, lapping up every drop of cum from his cock and balls as if they were playing a game.

 

He wasn't too surprised that is erection didn't relax though. After all, there were two lovely ladies down there stimulating him with their tongues and hands! Nor was he particularly surprised when, having finished with the cleanup, he felt Kathy climb atop him and position her pussy over his cock. With a push, he was inside her warmth. As wet as she was, it took almost no pressure at all to pop it in! He felt her hands on his chest, and then she was moving up and down in that amazing good way she'd done a thousand times before.

 

What was different this time was that he could feel her friend, moving around to see it all from every angle. He'd never felt so on-stage before, and he found it oddly exciting. He could totally get why some porn stars enjoyed their jobs. There was something exquisitely erotic about having eyes down there, watching your cock sliding into your wife's pussy! He knew that he very much wanted to be the one down there, looking closely as some other man fucked her, now more than ever.

 

And Kathy seemed to feel it too. It was only moments before he felt her juices burst forth as her pussy spasmed and her fingernails dug into his pectoral muscles. It was a good climax for her, he knew, and he only wished he could have seen and heard it as well as feeling it. But he'd seen and heard them many times before, so could well imagine the look on fierce concentration on her face, the sweet musical gasps and grunts as she lost control and came hard on his cock!

 

She sat on him for a moment, probably catching her breath, and he could tell the other girl was watching her. Then they seemed to be talking a bit before Kathy lifted herself off his cock. His soaking wet cock. He felt her move back to her side of the bed, then began licking her juices off of him. A moment later, the other girl was licking her juices off as well, and now he wished he could see! His wife, he knew, enjoyed this depraved act of self-consumption. But to see another girl licking Kathy's cream off his cock? That'd be hot!

 

A few minutes later, he got another surprise. He'd expected the other girl to do the same thing his wife had done, and he was steeling himself not to cum too soon. Yes, he'd cum only ten or fifteen minutes ago - time was a slippery concept without eyes or ears - but he was so powerfully turned on by this whole thing, he felt like he was going to have to fight to not cum again almost immediately!

 

But that didn't happen. Instead, he felt Kathy move to mount again, only this time, she was facing his feet and pushing her pussy against his mouth!

 

Ken loved Kathy's pussy. She kept it as smoothly hairless as it'd been the first time he'd seen it. Actually, smoother. She'd started to grow wisps of pubic hair when he'd first seen it at thirteen. But he'd fallen in love with it immediately, and as they'd grown older, at some point, had mentioned he liked it better when the hair didn't get in the way. She'd done some research and started waxing herself down there and had kept it up to this day. As a result, her pussy was perfectly smooth, and when the hair did start to grow back, it was very fine and smooth, so she never got the bumps or itches which women who shave it get.

 

Better, Kathy's pussy was soaking wet, and he loved the taste and wetness. Nothing was better than when she was in this position and she actually came, filling his mouth with her juices! He began to lick and suck her pussy with the intention to get her off again, but she reached back and pushed his head away. Then she settled back onto his mouth, and he tried again, with the same result. He figured it out. She'd let him lick her pussy, and drink her juices, but she didn't want to be distracted too much.

 

Instead, he began to lick and suck her in the slow, languid way she liked after a good cum. Not with the intent to get her off, but just as a way of continuing the pleasurable lovemaking. She reached back and ruffled his hair like she did sometimes playfully, as if saying "Good dog."

 

There was some more movement, and he felt the other girl climbing to her feet. He thought Kathy might be holding her hands the way they were both moving. The girl moved closer to his wife, and he felt Kathy's hand take his cock, holding it. The girl must have moved her hands to Kathy's shoulders as she lowered herself, and he felt her knees against his ribcage as the tip of his cock came into contact with her pussy.

 

His cock was touching another woman's pussy! The thought was like an electric jolt, and he had to fight to keep from cumming all over that strange cunny right away! That would surely mess up the girl's plans, so he fought, thinking of baseball scores, work orders, and anything else he could to take his focus from what was going on down there.

 

What was going on was that an incredibly warm, wet, and exceptionally tight pussy was pushing down onto his cock, trying to force it into that teeny little hole! He remembered his wife telling him that she was a virgin, but also that she'd taken toys as big as him. That might be so, but at the moment, he was fairly certain that his cock was not going to fit in there.

 

And then it did. One moment the fat head was squeezed flat against the entrance, and the next instant it'd popped inside and he was suddenly two inches into the tightest little cunny he'd ever felt! Not just tight though, it was hot in there. And wet! As tight as it was, he could feel the slick juices letting the girl's weight push his cock deeper into her. And deeper. It was insane! How could a pussy be that tight and still let him in? And yet it did. Until it didn't. There was an end. He was too big. She couldn't fit him all, though she pushed down and tried. Still, she got about six of the seven inches in there - wasn't that pretty good for a first time? Surely with practice.

 

She reversed direction. He could feel her legs trembling as she lifted herself, his wife helping, the friction between her tight pussy and his hard cock making both of them agonize with pleasure. Up, and up, and up... and down! Without warning, she fell on his cock, ramming it up into her with the full force of her weight, and it stretched her deeper. She was damn near sitting on his cock! Her whole body was shaking and he felt like Kathy was petting her, soothing her. Moments passed. And then, again, she was rising, her legs shaking. The friction was quite a bit less - her pussy had been stretching around his cock for a while now. She rose easier, and higher. Maybe she'd had enough for this first time - he couldn't blame her if she had. The feelings were intense for him, God only knew how it must be for a first-timer! The first time with Kathy had left them both shaking for hours!

 

But she wasn't getting off. She dropped again so hard he felt like he could feel her feet lifting off the bed, as if she was plunging onto him pussy-first, trying to pile-drive his cock into her full-tilt regardless of consequences!

 

The pressure was actually painful this time, and he wondered how the girl could stand it. But she bottom out on him, her ass firmly against his thighs, his cock rammed hard against the end of her pussy. She stayed there, again shaking from the sensations. But now he felt something else. Kathy had her hand down there and was rubbing the girl's clit. It was so wet, Kathy wasn't being subtle or gentle about it at all - and it had the desired effect. The girl came. Came hard. Damned near squeezed Ken's cock right off as her muscles clenched! And she got, if it was possible, even wetter! Like Kathy, this girl was a gusher - or if not, the next best thing! He wondered if he'd ever be able to eat her sweet wet pussy, suck out her juices, and make her fill his mouth with her sauce!

 

Her cumming on his cock was driving him over the edge too! He knew he couldn't take much more and he shook his head to tell Kathy he had to speak. Kathy lifted herself, and he gasped out, "Jesus Christ! She's so fucking hot! She's going to make me cum! Get her off my cock if she doesn't want a pussy full of man-cum!"

 

He couldn't hear, but the girl didn't get off. Neither did Kathy push her pussy onto his mouth - she knew he needed to breathe. She shifted forward, closer to the girl, and he felt Kathy's weight increase as she helped lift the girl. Then let her drop. Then lift. Drop. In moments, the two of them had developed a rhythm. The way the girl's legs were shaking, she couldn't lift herself to fuck him, but with Kathy's help, she could manage. Kathy was helping the girl fuck him! And it was clear that they both wanted him to cum inside her!

 

His mind was gone. This was insanely sexy. His wife was helping some girl to ride up and down his cock! The pressure in his balls was beyond belief, and he was going to blow. Soon. He couldn't imagine anything hotter.

 

And then she gushed, drenching his cock as she came on him again, harder, and screamed so loud he could actually hear it over the music! A high-pitched scream, like in a horror movie, but this was pleasure, not terror. He could tell by the way her cunt walls squeezed and fluttered and she bore down on his cock over and over with every full-length drop onto his cock!

 

The release was torrential. His cock fired again and again up into the girl's drenched, stretched, abused pussy. He felt like he'd never stop, and the girl didn't stop - or rather Kathy didn't let her. He felt like Kathy was moving her all by herself, the girl a limp rag-doll in his wife's arms as she pumped this girl he'd never seen up and down on her husband's cock! Her pussy seemed the only live thing left in her as it continued to spasm and quake as his cum continued to shoot up into her, filling her with fiery goo.

 

When he'd finally spent his last shot, Kathy relented, letting the girl drop down one last time. Her pussy readily accepted him completely now as it sheathed him in its quivering embrace. He felt his wife move closer to her, as if hugging her, and then he felt new, different spasms. His cock was still in her, but he wasn't turned on by this, he was worried. The girl was crying. Sobbing. His wife was consoling her. Had they fucked up? Did they just ruin this girl?

 

"Are... are you okay?" he managed to croak out, honestly concerned.

 

His wife's hand came around and covered his mouth. Clearly she wanted him to shut the fuck up. He did, but his heart ached. He was sure they'd totally fucked this up. Girls didn't cry when things went well! Well, sometimes they did. He knew that, but being a man, he'd never really understand it. He lay there, stewing in the guilty misery of one who knows he's fucked up, and badly. It went on forever, or at least a couple of minutes - time is highly variable when you can't see or hear.

 

Finally though, the girls stirred. And oddly, the girl seemed to be... laughing? It felt that way. They were moving as if they were... playing? They were! The relief washed through him like a dam breaking, and he damn near wept himself. Perhaps he did - who could tell with pads on his eyes. But he was glad, ecstatic, that everything seemed okay after all. He didn't even mind that it went on for several minutes before they even remembered him.

 

The gush of goo that poured from the girl's pussy was warm and wet and made a lake on the bed, but Ken didn't mind. It was the result of a beautiful union, and when the girl squelched back down onto his tummy soaking there as well, he didn't mind in the least. He felt Kathy dismount, and the girl leaned forward and kissed him once again, only this time, she pushed her tongue into his mouth!

 

The kiss went on for a good while, and was filled with the joy two lovers have after having given each other a beautiful time. He wanted so much to wrap his arms around her, to tell her how much he loved their time together. But he was powerless to touch her with anything other than his tongue, so he did the best he could with that. She might be inexperienced with sex, but she'd certainly had some kissing practice! By the time she pulled back he was starting to think he might be convinced to try for another round!

 

But he felt Kathy help her off of him, and then he was left alone for a few minutes. She finally came back though, and lifted the cup. "She's taking a quick shower," she explained. "You really worked her over good."

 

"Miss Pot, meet Mr. Kettle", he shot back, his voice hoarse. She giggled merrily and offered him the straw once more. Several long pulls later, he could talk. "Y'all had me worried," he admitted. "When she started crying, I thought we'd totally fucked up."

 

"Did you forget our first time, Mr. Horny Old Goat?" she said, pinching his nipple in punishment for his faulty memory.

 

"Ow!" He hadn't forgotten of course, he just didn't realize it might apply to others. "No, I didn't forget. I just, well, I don't know. It scared me is all."

 

"Men," she tsk'd. "You'll just never understand women at all." They sat together a while, each with their own thoughts, Kathy gently caressing him, him unable to return the gesture.

 

A few minutes later, the shower stopped, and she replaced the cup. Shortly after, he got another kiss from the girl, and then several minutes passed. The music stopped suddenly, and through slightly ringing ears, he heard Kathy say, "She's gone now. Time to set you free."

 

She quickly removed the headphones, then uncovered his eyes, and finally released his arms and legs. They playfully worked together to change the sheets and then had some fun time in the shower, though not too long because Katie would be home soon.


 

It wasn't until the following day that a very sexually exhausted Ken remembered the camera. Kathy lay snoozing in bed. Being a home-worker, she hadn't developed the early-rising habit, and he usually woke hours before she or the kid did. So like usual, he slid out of bed, kissed her on the forehead, and after donning his robe, slipped out the bedroom.

 

On the way to the kitchen, he peeked in on his little angel. She too was practically comatose, remaining blissfully unaware of her father slipping in, pulling the blanket over her, kissing her on the forehead, and slipping back out.

 

After making a cup of coffee, he retired to his den. Half-office, half-lounge, half-man-cave, this was the only room in the house that was "his" - just like Kathy's office was completely hers. Closing the door, he sat at the desk and with trembling fingers, called up the video. He'd finally find out which of their mutual friends he'd fucked yesterday!

 

Having arranged the camera carefully to keep her face out, he knew hadn't worked. She'd been down there sucking his cock. He hadn't counted on that. And he debated with himself for a while whether or not to view the footage. On the one hand, he wanted to honor her desire to not be known. But on the other hand, they'd shared something special. Beautiful. And his curiosity was killing him.

 

As he'd known from the beginning, curiosity eventually won out, and he played the footage. To his surprise, he got his answer almost the moment she walked in. Apparently she took an interest in something on the shelf beside the camera and walked over to look at it, giving him a full-on close-up look at her face.

 

It was his daughter, Katie.

 

At first, he was in too much shock to even think. He just sat there, numb, unable to think. So it was that by the time he came to his senses, several minutes had passed, and when he realized what he was watching, the video had progressed to the point where he was watching his wife teaching his nine year old daughter how to suck her father's cock!

 

Reflexively he clicked the Stop button, but that didn't work because the screen froze on a shot of his little angel with her mouth full of daddy-dick! He closed the file in disgust. How the hell could Kathy do this to him? To them? To her? She'd made him into a pedophile! His self-loathing was enough to make him want to throw up!

 

He started to get up to find a bin, in case he actually threw up, and in so doing, whacked his rock-hard cock against the edge of the desk. What the fuck? he thought. How could his dick betray him so completely? How could his wife betray him so completely? Hell, how could his daughter do what she'd done?

 

That was what really shocked him. Sure, he was a pervert. He liked looking at those manga porn comics with toons that were obviously intended to be under-aged. He'd always thought he liked them because it reminded him of when he and Kathy had started fucking. She'd been thirteen. But they'd played around before then, he recalled. She'd probably been what, ten the first time they'd played "You show me yours and I'll show you mine"? No. Nine. He remembered because she'd been wearing that dress she'd gotten for her ninth birthday a couple weeks before. He'd been twelve then, but had been playing with himself and having "jack off" sleepovers with other boys for a couple of years.

 

But... fucking? Hell! No kid that young would even want to fuck! But he knew that was false too. If he'd been able to find a willing partner, he'd have lost his own virginity at nine - eagerly. Maybe earlier. Still, that didn't excuse what Kathy did! Sure, Katie might not know how wrong it was, but Kathy sure as hell did! What was his wife thinking?

 

He sat mulling it over for a long while. The ramifications were horrific. Would they have to get a divorce, complete with child custody battle? Would it get ugly, like usually happened? If so, it might come out that Kathy had orchestrated this! Hell, it'd come out that he'd fucked his daughter too! True, not knowingly, but would a judge see it that way? And who would Katie want to go with? She wouldn't know how wrong it had been. She'd only know that her father, who she'd given herself to, had turned on her and her mother. She'd hate him forever.

 

Even now, Ken loved his wife beyond life itself, and his daughter at least that much. Still, could he reconcile this in his head? Maybe it wasn't as bad as he remembered. With a grimace and a firm grip on his coffee cup, he returned to his desk. Pulling up the video, he sat and forced himself to watch it through, beginning to end. Yes, it was every bit as bad. And yet, by the time he was half-way through, he was starting to see the sheer beauty of it. His daughter was being taught sex by the two people who loved her most in the world, and who she loved most. More, her first experience could only be called incredibly beautiful. If it'd been with two kids her age, he'd have applauded it!

 

Of course, kids her age wouldn't have taught her well. He knew how horribly wrong most kids' knowledge of sex was - intentionally misinformed by well-meaning parents and other adults. Why did grownups do that to kids? It was an abomination! He'd never lie to Katie about such things. But then, perhaps that was why she'd talked Kathy into this. And he was pretty sure, upon reflection, that that's what had happened. Katie had always been a curious, promiscuous child. And no small bit of a show-off. As a kid, she'd delighted in flirting with men, women, anyone who'd pay attention really. And she found out early-on that men in particular would smile when she flashed panties at them. Was that why she'd decided to have her father for her first?

 

With irritation, Ken realized that he was rock-hard again, or still. Now though, he was coming to accept that, wrong as it obviously was, it was probably a normal reaction. Men getting turned on by young girls was pretty much built into their genes. And if not, it was most definitely built into their culture and history! He'd read that until recently, the age of consent was twelve - still was in some places, and that the further back in history one went, the younger the "accepted" age was. And incest? Fact of life since time immemorial. Occurs several places in the Bible, for example.

 

He wondered how deep that conditioning was. Would he actually get off by seeing his daughter naked? He looked down at the erection tenting his robe. Well that was a pretty stupid question. But would he actually be able to get off with her in mind? He noticed that the initial stomach-sick reaction seemed to be entirely gone. Maybe it was the coffee.

 

As an experiment, he sat back at the desk and played the video once more. This time, he didn't flinch or look away. Instead he tried to see it as he'd felt it. As a sexual tryst between three loving people (though he didn't know he'd loved one of them at the time). He found that he really enjoyed watching Kathy giving Katie lessons in cock-sucking, and it wasn't until he watched himself cum in her mouth that he realized he was slowly, gently stroking himself - the same way he did when watching porn or watching his wife play with herself for him.

 

Hurriedly he grabbed some tissues. He hadn't realized how close he was, but while his daughter and wife licked the cum from his cock and balls, he erupted, spewing a huge, satisfying load all over his chest and stomach.

 

Well, that settles that! he thought as he wiped up the mess, requiring more tissues than usual. It'd been an excellent climax, and brought on by watching incest porn with his wife and daughter. Obviously they could never do it again, but... well his wife and daughter didn't know that he knew. He could just pretend he didn't know, and just make sure it never happened again. It was really the only option if he didn't want to rip his family apart!

 

That being decided, he encrypted the file and tucked it away in a deeply buried folder where no one would ever find it. It was getting late, and Kathy and Katie would be awake soon.

 

Hearing them in the kitchen, he made his way there. "Morning honey," he said, kissing his wife. "Morning runt!" he grinned at his daughter, kissing her forehead.

 

They did the usual breakfast routine, working together to prepare the meal with a minimum of fuss and bother, and they'd been at it for a good twenty minutes before Ken noticed. Kathy and Katie were both grinning like fools and exchanging meaningful looks. They hadn't acted like that since the last time they'd tried to plan a surprise birthday party for him - and his birthday was months away.

 

"Okay guys, spill it," he demanded.

 

"Why, whatever do you mean?" Kathy said, feigning innocence.

 

"Yah daddy, whatchoo mean?" Katie giggled, ruining the innocent act.

 

"Y'all are up to something," he accused them flat-out.

 

"Not us honey," Kathy said while Katie giggled like a maniac. "I think that you are most definitely 'up' to something though!" She nodded to his nether region, winking.

 

With horror, Ken realized that his cock was poking out rudely from his robe. His face red, he turned - and found himself facing his little girl, her face nearly at cock-level.

 

"It's kay daddy," she said smiling up at him. "I can take care of it for you now I know how!" She reached for the bulge.

 

Ken stepped back in shock, finding that Kathy had moved in behind him. "Might as well accept it honey," she said. "You obviously know it was her yesterday. Don't try to deny it!"

 

"What?" he sputtered, "How?"

 

"Did you really think you could buy an expensive spy can on our joint account and I wouldn't know?" she smirked, opening his robe to take his cock in hand and offer it to their eager daughter. "If you didn't want this, you wouldn't have got rock hard the second you saw your little girl!"

 

It was true. And as his Katie moved forward to take his cock in her mouth, he knew his life was going to be a hell of a lot more complicated now - and worth it!

 

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