She lay still for me as I stripped, then lifted her hips so I could pull her shorts and panties off. She walked toward the bed and I pushed her face down onto it. I tore her bra between the cups, removing that as well.
I reached around her and unbuttoned her blouse, pulling it off roughly. I wanted some time alone with you again first.”Ĭhristy grinned seductively, pressed her back into me, “Oh yeah?” My guests aren’t scheduled to start arriving until forty-five minutes from now anyway. If you want some friends to help you, by all means, have them come over.”Ĭhristy went to the phone and placed some calls. If that would be okay with you,” she suggested. I looked thoughtfully at the tub for a moment. “Yeah, but I’m sure to get lockjaw or something.”
“I don’t think I’ll be able to get that tub full by myself.” She came out with a look of concern on her face.
One, however, had an equivalent of a Honeymoon Suite, which included a nice sized bathtub and free bubble bath to go with it.Ĭhristy loved the room and immediately looked at the bathtub. However, finding a motel that actually had baths was tricky. I didn’t want a hotel, as the room would be busy and I wanted us to be undisturbed by bellhops, room service, and the like. My wife, ever-trusting and naive, thought it sounded like a grand idea.
We might stop to have dessert after the movie, so she shouldn’t expect us home early. I told her we’d be going out to dinner and to a movie. I explained to my wife that I thought Christy and I needed to spend some quality time together. I spent most of the rest of the day making phone calls. Then she got up, put on her t-shirt, and went to her room. She grinned, rubbed her panty-covered ass over my semi-stiff dick. Rest that mouth of yours, you’re gonna have to do a whole lot of sucking.” “Alright, baby,” I said, taking her back into my arms and on my lap. She swallowed, licked herself clean, swallowed, licked me clean, and swallowed some more. Finally I came, shooting load after creamy white load into her mouth, onto her tongue and teeth, over her lips and chin. She drooled over my tool, jerked me off messily. She expertly took me into her mouth, noisily sucking and slurping my hard shaft, her tongue wagging over my cockhead, my balls, and the purple veins in my cock. “I’ll tell you what,” I said between deep breaths, “if you can make me cum before your mom gets home from church, I’ll try to give you a cumbath this evening.” She wrapped one hand around it, her fingers barely touching her thumb. I opened my robe, releasing my seven-inch cock. I gently moved her off my lap and onto the floor. I had switched over to her other breast, sucking its nipple while I palmed the other. She hugged my head hard, holding me against her breasts. “You might be right,” I said, gently sucking on a nipple. Of course, it had only been a few days since the last time I had examined them, so I knew that there would be no visible change, but I eagerly cupped her mounds in my hands, bent my head down to peer at them. I looked at my daughter’s perfect pert tits. She pulled her t-shirt up over her head and tossed it on the floor. “I think they’re bigger this morning, Daddy,” she suddenly exclaimed, sitting up and hopping onto my lap, her small ass rubbing my prick as she slid herself into a comfortable position. She opened her blue eyes and turned over onto her back, resting her head dangerously close to my throbbing erection. I stroked her luscious blonde hair and her cheek. I immediately grew hard under my robe.Ĭhristy climbed onto the couch with me and draped herself over my lap, resting her head on her folded arms. She was wearing her sleep clothes, a pair of pink cotton panties and a t-shirt that once had been able to cover those panties, but since she developed breasts it had slowly inched its way up her thighs so that it now left her belly button showing. Christy was fifteen and beautiful, walking toward me with long smooth legs. The sudden presence of another person in the living room woke me up and I looked over at my daughter. I was dozing off on the couch Sunday morning, the television quietly displaying an infomercial.