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  “Oh,” said Emma, surprised her father seemed so relaxed at his wife’s infidelity and thinking, to her surprise, that she and her mother shared a fondness for dark-olive-skinned cock.

  She recovered quickly and asked, “Does she know you like buggering boys, Dad?”

  “Of course she does. Just as you know that Tom likes to do the same thing. But it’s no more than enjoyable man sex in case you’re concerned.”

  “No, I really wasn’t,” she said, truthfully. “The boy was obviously enjoying it as much as you were. And I suppose Max and Tanya knew what they were doing inviting both of us to the same party.”

  “I’m quite sure they did, sweetheart,” Alex Boswell said. “Max is an old friend of mine and I know he wouldn’t be able to resist creating situations where fathers and daughters, mothers and sons, meet one another at one of his and Tanya’s little get-togethers.”

  “As long as he’s not filming us,” Emma said, glancing round the room. “But then he’d probably send you a copy to go with the pictures...” Emma said, her eyes meeting his.

  “What pictures?” her father asked, and Emma felt as if she wanted to slap him.

  “The ones of me. With my tits hanging out and my pussy on display. The ones Tom has been sending you.”

  “Oh, those pictures,” her father said, grinning at her. “Just a harmless little hobby of mine. I have several hundred.”

  “All of me?”

  “Yes.”

  “None of Rachel?”

  “No.”

  “Why not?” Emma asked, genuinely curious. She had always thought of her older sister as beautiful and desirable.

  “Because she doesn’t turn me on the way you do,” he said. “Oh don’t misunderstand, I love your sister very much. But I’m not sexually attracted to her.”

  “And you are to me?”

  “Yes. I always have been.”

  “Oh,” Emma said in a little voice. She noticed there was a smattering of grey hairs among the hair on her father’s chest and flat stomach, even though the thick curls at the base of his cock were still jet black.

  “Dad,” she said and reached a hand out to rest it lightly on his naked thigh. “Why didn’t you ever do anything before now?”

  “What, talked to you about sex and used it an excuse to slip a finger into your pussy while I was dressing you, that kind of thing? Play fights which ended up with you sitting on my face, my tongue in your shapely little bum?”

  Emma couldn’t stop herself from blushing. Her father saw it and laughed.

  “It would have been a betrayal of your childhood,” he said. “And your mother would have divorced me and taken you and Rachel away from me. She knows I feel sexual desire for you and hopes one day you and I will be able to talk about it, but she would never have condoned my doing anything to hurt you.” He looked in her eyes and said, “And neither would I.”

  “Is that all you want to do about your desire for me, Dad?” Emma asked. “Talk about it? When you’ve waited so long?”

  “That depends on you, Emma,” he said, his eyes looking deep into hers.

  Emma stroked her hand slowly up her father’s leg, over his thigh to a point level with his cock, watching as it slowly erected in response to her touch. At the same time she untied the belt of her robe and pushed the material off one shoulder and then the other, baring her breasts to his gaze. Her nipples were painfully hard, her cunt gushing wet. She opened her legs and slid a finger into herself, coating it with syrupy sexjuice, then withdrew it and reached her hand out to wipe the oily liquid across her father’s lips.

  “Is it just boys you like to bugger, Daddy?” she asked him in a soft voice.

  “No, darling,” he said as he licked his lips, savouring the taste of her arousal. “You have no idea how long I’ve imagined sliding my cock into your beautiful bottom.”

  “Then I’d better be a dutiful daughter and let my Daddy do what he wants, hadn’t I?” Emma said, and lay back on the bed, stretching out her legs and spreading them wide to bare her cunt to his hungry gaze.

  She reached down between her swollen pink pussy lips and began to masturbate, heightening her arousal to fever pitch by rubbing her clit with the fingers of one hand at the same time as she pushed the fingers of her other hand deep into her cunthole, their entry making a loud, squishing noise. In response, her father hurriedly stripped off his own robe, settled himself with his face between her thighs and slid his big, strong hands under her buttocks, cupping their softness so he could lift her hips, exposing the whole of her sex organs like a wet, ripe peach to his mouth and tongue.

  Emma moaned in ecstasy as her father blew softly on the sensitive tip of her erect clitoris, then pursed his lips round the stiff shaft and began sucking it very gently, aware of how much like pain the intense pleasure was for his daughter. She moved her hands to his head, threading her fingers in his hair, guiding his movements, raising her hips to press her clit against his mouth one moment, moving away from him the next to sustain the sensations he was creating deep in her sopping wet cunthole.

  “Put your fingers in my bottom, Daddy,” Emma whispered, suddenly wanting the additional stimulation. Lubricated by Max’s sperm, three of her father’s fingers slid easily past the sphincter muscle and into her rectum, making Emma buck her cunt against his mouth with the delicious sensation of being invaded.

  The combination of wet lips circling her clit, fingers working back and forth in her asshole and the realisation that it was her own father making love to her brought Emma closer every second to climax, her arousal heightened by the thought that, at the same moment, her mother was writhing in ecstasy under the handsome ex-boyfriend. She wondered if, one day, she might join her mother in the same bed, offering her bumhole to her father so he could move from one to the other, buggering first mother and then daughter. The image was so erotic that Emma felt a huge wave of pleasure in her cunt, her orgasm so intense she screamed with delight, sexjuice flooding from her pussy onto her father’s fingers pushed deep into her rectum.

  Luxuriating in the afterglow, Emma closed her eyes, bunching the sheets in her hands as her father slowly withdrew his fingers. He moved up the bed and settled his body on top of hers, then kissed her, taking her face in his hands.

  “Mmm, you smell of me,” she said.

  “That’s nice,” he said and raised his hips, bringing his erect cock into line with the opening of Emma’s cunt. There was a loud slurping noise as he entered her and then lay still, stretching the walls of his daughter’s pussy with his long, thick, very hard cock.

  “Mmm, that’s even nicer,” Emma said, and curled her legs round the back of her father’s thighs, trapping his body against hers as her mouth opened, hungry for his lips against hers, her tongue intertwining with his, enjoying the taste of her own cuntjuice.

  For a few seconds, Emma exercised self-control. Sensual as well as sexual, she took pleasure in smelling her father’s skin, stroking his back, listening to his rapid breathing as his cock throbbed in her cunt, its hardness signalling the strength of his desire. Like him, she had waited all her life for this moment, and regretted that the opportunity hadn’t come sooner. She wished it was him who had taken her virginity, who had taught her how to suck a cock and swallow come, had introduced her to anal sex and been the first to ejaculate into her bowels, a gift she knew he would have treasured.

  If only she could turn the clock back to a simpler time when she came home from school, hair in bunches, wearing her white blouse and grey, pleated skirt, and lifted that skirt to settle herself into her beloved Daddy’s lap, whimpering with the mixture of pain and pleasure as she worked her little bottom down slowly onto the length of his quivering cock, slick with lube and pre-come.

  “Fuck me, Daddy,” Emma whispered into his ear, desperate to make up for lost time. “Fuck me and then bugger me. Please?”

  Her lips locked on her father’s, Emma moaned with delight into his mouth as he flexed his hips, making his cock throb deep
inside her cunt. Slowly he withdrew until only the swollen head was clasped tight by her cuntlips, then sank back into her again, the friction of his cock sliding against her pussywalls as wonderfully pleasurable as she expected it would be, Emma’s every sense responding to being pumped full of cock until she felt the thick black hairs covering her father’s balls against the sensitive opening of her anus.

  Time and again he ploughed his long, hard prick into her cunt, making Emma shudder with the force and depth of his thrusts, her intense arousal creating a flood of syrupy sexjuice which poured from her hole and into the furrow of her bottom, its own hole hungry to be invaded by her father’s pistoning cock. Tearing her mouth from his so she could gulp in air, Emma groaned, “Oh - ohh - ohhhhh!” and sank her fingernails into his strong buttocks, pulling him into her, desperate for the dam that was holding back her orgasm to burst at the same moment that he pumped his come into her suckling cunt.

  The rush of sensation as she climaxed almost made Emma pass out. She cried out, “YESSS!” and shuddered and shook beneath her father, her cuntwalls spasming around his cock forcing him to the point where he held himself rigid, a groan of pleasure bursting from his chest as his hips jerked and the head of his cock gushed out hot spunk. Emma felt every throb of her father’s prick as he filled her with his come, delighting in her ability to give him so much pleasure and feeling a great wave of love for the handsome man emptying his balls deep within her body.

  And it was at that moment that Emma heard the door, which she had forgotten to lock, open.

  “Darling, there you are!” Tanya called out, her voice showing her delight. “And with your father! How marvelous for you both...”

  Emma was thankful her first fuck with her father had been so intimate because he was seconds away from pushing his prick, slathered with lube, into her bumhole and both Tanya and Tom were avidly watching her first incestuous sodomy.

  As soon as Tanya had discovered Emma lying under her father, his come-coated cock still buried in her pussy, his face showing his pleasure as his hips shook with the last pulses of semen pumped from deep in his balls, she dragged Tom, who was carrying a bottle of champagne and several glasses, into the room.

  Emma, who wanted nothing more than to curl her arms round her father and hug him close as she relaxed in the afterglow of her orgasm, suddenly found Tanya’s lips locked on hers, her hostess’s tongue pushing its way hungrily into her mouth, her breasts crushed by an amazing weight of silky breastflesh.

  The sensation was very pleasant and Emma eagerly returned Tanya’s kiss as her father slowly withdrew his cock and lifted himself off her body, only to be replaced by Tanya who upended herself, her greedy mouth diving between Emma’s cuntlips in search of Alex Boswell’s warm ejaculate mixed with Emma’s creamy sexjuice. Hearing the pop of the champagne cork and the clink of glasses, she guessed Tom and her father were toasting his success at having introduced Emma to the pleasures of incest, a drink she would have liked to share but Tanya had other ideas and settled her cunt, gushing with milky-white natural lubricant, onto Emma’s upturned face. Emma didn’t mind: she simply lapped at the salty liquid, enjoying its intense flavour, and then plunged her tongue as far as she could get it past Tanya’s anal sphincter and into her rectum, just as Tanya was happily doing between her own buttocks.

  Emma guessed that neither of the two men she loved would be able to stand by and watch such an erotic tableau without wanting to join in and she was right. “Come on, Tanya, time to share,” she heard her father say, and Tanya obediently lifted her head from between the cheeks of Emma’s bottom so that she could use her mouth on Alex’s cock, fully recovered from his orgasm and standing erect.

  Looking up, Emma saw Tom standing over her, his prick jutting out from his groin, and she squirmed her body out a little from under Tanya’s amazing breasts so she could lie with her head back, the position she always used when Tom wanted to slide the full length of his cock into her mouth and down her throat. A moment later Tom braced himself with his hands on either side of Emma’s body and did just that, slowly sliding his cock between her lips until his balls rested against her nose, pre-come trickling from the swollen glans and down Emma’s gullet. She could smell and taste asshole on the prick filling her mouth and knowing that Tom had obviously recently buggered someone made her even more aroused.

  There was no way that Tanya was going to manage for long with only one of her holes filled and very soon she climbed off Emma’s body, leaving a trail of her sexjuice on Emma’s breasts, turned so her back was presented to Alex and began to suck, lick and bite Emma’s erect nipples, obviously intent on working her way down to the puffy pink lips of Emma’s sex she had been licking before Alex distracted her. Emma guessed her father would take full advantage of Tanya’s beautiful bottom and her suspicion was confirmed when Tanya moaned, “Oh god, yes Alex, fuck my ass. That feels wonderful!”

  For some time the only sound Emma heard was the soft squishing noise as her father buggered Tanya and the slurping of her lips round her boyfriend’s cock. Time and again Tom withdrew his prick so that Emma could suck the salty cream oozing from the purple glans, then slid the shaft back into the wet depths of her throat, the thick mat of his pubic hair tickling her cheeks, his balls, as big as lemons, filling her vision.

  The combination of Tom fucking her face and Tanya’s tongue expertly licking over her clit and probing deep into her cunthole was bringing Emma slowly and sweetly toward orgasm and she reached her hands round Tom’s hips, cupping the cheeks of his bottom in a signal they both recognised. He lingered longer every time he sank his cock into her mouth, letting her squeeze her lips round the base of his prick, a delightful mix of pressure and suction that made him gasp with delight, and Emma knew he, too, was very close to climaxing.

  It was obvious that Tanya had been watching Tom’s face because suddenly Emma felt a series of wet tongue-licks on her clit, warmth enveloping the almost unbearably sensitive little organ. She bucked her hips up, pushing her cunt into Tanya’s face and felt as if she were trembling in fever, so intense were the sensations bursting deep in her belly. Not for a second did Tanya stop her avid licking and sucking of Emma’s flooded sex, not even when Alex groaned out loud, emptying his balls into Tanya’s back passage at the same time as Tom’s cock started to gush come, a huge load that slid in a viscous mass down Emma’s throat.

  The moment Tom withdrew his prick from Emma’s mouth she called a temporary halt to the proceedings. The salty-sweetness of Tom’s semen made her desperate for a drink.

  “Champagne!” she gasped. “Now!”

  “God, yes, me too,” said Tanya, lifting her head from between Emma’s thighs and wiping sexjuice from her lips.

  “I’m not sure there’s enough for all of us,” Tom said, reaching for the bottle, his prick still half-hard, come dripping from the tip.

  “I’ll go and get another bottle,” Tanya said. “It’ll give me a chance to be a good hostess and see how our guests are getting on. And I can see how many cocks my darling daughter is managing to take at once, undoubtedly including her father’s...”

  Tom quickly poured out the remaining champagne and handed a glass each to Emma and her father. She was sitting up on the bed, running her fingers through her hair self-consciously. “I must look a mess,” she said.

  “Thoroughly fucked and buggered,” her father said, bending to kiss her.

  “That reminds me,” she said mischievously, looking him in the eyes and letting the thought float between them.

  “Well, is anyone going to tell me what happened?” Tom said, sipping his drink and looking from Emma to her father.

  “Call it a comedy of errors,” she said. “I saw this gorgeous, hunky man with his cock buried in the asshole of a good-looking boy and thought I’d join in. Turned out it was only Dad so I was a bit disappointed...”

  “Cheeky cow,” her father said, laughing.

  “Anyway, Tom. You must have expected something like this to happen
,” she said in a mock accusing voice.

  “Oh? Why?”

  “Don’t give me that ‘what me?’ look,” she said, dipping her fingers in her champagne and flicking the liquid at him. “Those pictures of me you’ve been sending him didn’t leave much to the imagination so it was only a matter of time before he seduced me. Except I think I seduced him first.”

  “Ah, yes, well, they were nice pictures,” Tom said, having the grace to look embarrassed that Emma had caught him out. She thought he looked like a naughty schoolboy, albeit one with a nine-inch cock, and she loved him to distraction.

  Tanya bustled in carrying a fresh bottle of champagne, the cork already pulled. Her face was flushed and Emma wondered if she’d found time for an orgasm even though she’d only been gone a few minutes.

  “All okay?” Emma asked.

  “Oh fine,” Tanya said, laughing loudly and pouring herself a drink at the same time as she replenished everyone’s glasses. “I was right. Max has Francesca over his knee at the moment spanking her bum while three of our very well-hung male guests are getting off on watching and stroking their cocks. Max loves slapping Fran’s bottom when it’s covered in spunk and then using it to bugger our little girl so everyone is happy which is nice.”

  She walked over to Alex and took a big swig of champagne, then amazed him by kneeling and taking his cock in her mouth, making sure not to let any of the liquid escape from between her lips.

  “Goodness, that’s nice,” Alex said, and Emma smiled. She liked to do the same thing to Tom, knowing the bubbles prickled the swollen head of his prick and made his balls tingle.

  “Just to get you back in the mood,” Tanya said, swallowing her mouthful of the drink mixed with pre-come and standing up.

  “In the mood for what?” Alex said, amusement in his voice.

  “Buggering your lovely daughter,” Tanya said, taking his glass off him and reaching for Emma’s before she could object. “Emma has a gorgeous ass and it’s time you filled it to overflowing with lots of thick, creamy come while Tom and I watch.”