6

The Exchange

Chapter 6

6

Inc FD, MomDau, MF, Mf

Robyn Begley sipped her coffee from the large purple mug. Placing the coffee back on the antique kitchen table, she picked up the last remaining corner of toast and polished it off. She smiled with satisfaction as the warm bread, butter and marmalade followed the coffee to her belly.

Her mother, Janet, had made Robyn six slices of toast that morning, ”You’ll need a good breakfast, since you’ll be travelling across the ocean today,” she had told her daughter. Then Robyn’s mother had left her alone in the kitchen to make sure Robyn’s father, Pete, was awake. If Robyn listened closely, she could just hear Janet “waking” Pete; her parents’ moans were muffled, but obvious from upstairs. Robyn leaned back in her chair, cradled the purple mug in her hands and listened contentedly to her parents’ lovemaking. After a while, the noises seemed to lessen and eventually stopped.

Robyn drained her mug, stood up and picked up the crumb sprinkled plate. She took it and the mug to the kitchen sink, squirted a little dish soap into the sink and ran the water. When the foam was nice and rich, Robyn slipped the plate and mug into the water. The pretty little redhead began to rub the plate clean with a cloth. As she rinsed the dish and placed the plate on the draining board, Robyn thought she heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

Robyn swirled water in the mug and almost dropped it to the floor when she felt the hand dart up her short denim skit and squeeze her butt. Whirling around, Robyn came face to face with her father, still in his robe.

“Good morning, Princess!” He said with a grin.

“God, Dad! You startled me!” Robyn panted. She noticed the way her father watched as her boobs rose and fell, as she caught her breath.

“Aww!” Pete pulled a face, “I only wanted to say hello to my sexy little girl, who I won’t see for such a long time.” He smiled “I’d have been up earlier, but for some reason I didn’t have any energy this morning”

Robyn smirked “I wonder why?” She said and placed a kiss on her father’s cheek. Robyn allowed Pete to draw her closer and the couple’s lips met. Robyn and her father kissed with an easy familiarity shared by long time lovers. This was exactly what they had become ever since the last Halloween.

On that wonderful evening, one long hoped for by Pete and to the mutual pleasure of father and daughter, Robyn had first let Pete’s cock enter her pussy. That first fuck between them had not quenched the incestuous desires they felt for one another, rather it had kindled a lust, which even now was raging uncontrollably.

Robyn groaned softly as her father slipped his tongue into her mouth and, in response, she insinuated her hand between the folds of Pete’s robe. Robyn was not surprised to discover that the loosely fastened garment was all her father wore. Her hand quickly found his rigid cock and she wrapped her slender fingers around the thick shaft. Pete tugged at Robyn’s panties and they slid smoothly off her taut ass cheeks and down to her knees.

The 15-year-old and her father broke their kiss and they stood, grinning at one another. Pete’s cock now poked brazenly out of the front of his robe, while Robyn’s denim skirt barely covered her now pantyless cunt.

Pete drew a shuddering breath and then looked over to the table. He made a irritated “tch!” sound and turned back to face his daughter.

“I see somebody ate all the toast!”

Robyn giggled and kissed her father again briefly. She then reached down, pushed her panties all the way to her feet, and stepped out of them. Robyn flitted by Pete and sat herself down on her chair with an audible bump. “Well, Dad,” Robyn said with a contemplative expression on her face “I suppose you’ll have to eat something else for breakfast” and with that, she moved her thighs apart so that her skirt moved out of the way enough to expose her pouting pussy.

Pete’s cock twitched involuntarily at the sight, but he kept a straight face “But I was really looking forward to toast and marmalade” then feigned a frown.

Robyn reached for the teaspoon standing up almost straight in the conserve jar. “Oh,” she said as she pulled out a large spoonful of the orange jelly “I can’t bring you toast, but marmalade isn’t a problem!”

Pete watched open mouthed as his pretty redheaded daughter plopped the marmalade into her palm, then proceeded to apply the sticky substance to the juicy pink lips and fat mound of her cunt. Robyn grinned broadly, as she slowly smoothed the glistening jam all over her twat. Pete swallowed hard and slowly dropped to his knees in front of his daughter, his eyes glued to her marmalade-smeared hand.

Robyn looked down at her father and husked “Well, Dad, don’t you want to eat your marmalade?”

Pete silently nodded. The head of his prick was deep red, due to his fever pitch of excitement.

Robyn smiled “Good!” She said and threw her legs over her father’s back. With her heels, she urged Pete even further between her legs. Putting her hands on the back of  Pete’s head, Robyn pressed her father’s face to her marmalade-glazed cunt.

Pete needed no further encouragement, his tongue lolled out of his mouth and he began to lap at Robyn’s pussy. He relished the taste of the bitter citrus conserve, melding with the sweet musky flavours of his daughter’s humid cunt. Pete diligently removed almost all the marmalade, leaving the merest, orange-scented and slightly sticky residue behind.

Robyn swayed in her chair as her father tickled her pussy with his tongue. Her eyes were squeeze closed and her mouth open a little. A quiet whine of ecstasy ushered from her throat “nnnnnnnnggggghhhhh” and she pressed her heels harder into Pete’s back. “Eat. The. M-marmalade” the pretty 15-year-old moaned.

Pete slurped the last little traces of marmalade from around his little girl’s clit and then began to stroke the sensitive bud with his tongue tip. He shuddered with excitement as he heard Robyn gasp and begin to grind her cunt against his face. Soon he heard Robyn begin to cum, her thighs catching Pete’s head like a vice, her voice sighing “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy”

Robyn let her heels relax and her legs slipped from Pete’s back. Now free from his daughter’s clenching grasp, Pete straightened up and they embraced as Pete helped his daughter to her feet. Switching places with Robyn, Pete sat on the wooden chair. He pulled his robe all the way open and his stiff prick was fully revealed. With his hands on Robyn’s waist, Pete guided his daughter so that the girl was straddling him.

Lost in each other, the incestuous couple slowly became one, Robyn bringing her legs up to rest on the seat either side of Pete’s hips. Pete ran both hands beneath his daughter’s short denim skirt and cupped her naked ass cheeks. Robyn and her father kissed and Pete began to lift his little girl slowly up and down, luxuriating in the clingy embrace of her cunt around his swollen penis.

Robyn blissfully allowed her father to shunt her up and down, alternately showering Pete’s face and neck with kisses, or allowing her head to roll back in ecstasy. The motion of their fucking pulled the white tee shirt Robyn wore out of her skirt’s waistband and made it ride up. As she noticed this, Robyn reached down and pulled it off so that she wore only her skirt and bra. Pete lost no opportunity in kissing Robyn’s exposed tit flesh.

Robyn reached behind her back and unlatched the bra. Shrugging out of the soft cotton garment, she took her father’s face in her hands and kissed him passionately, entwining her tongue with his.

The father and daughter screwed with abandon, barely noticing Janet as she walked into the kitchen, still flushed from her earlier encounter with Pete.

Janet quietly pulled a chair out from across the table and sat down in it watching her husband and daughter intently, but indulgently.

She waited until she saw Robyn begin to buck wildly against Pete before standing and making her way over to them. Robyn rested her chin on Pete’s shoulder as she bore the brunt of her own orgasm and the huge load of cum her father was pumping into her. Her mouth was open wide as she grunted in pleasure “uuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh” even now not noticing her mother standing mere inches from her.

Robyn vision refocused and she saw Janet smiling at her. She smiled sleepily back, “Hi, Mum” she said with a sated tone to her voice.

Robyn gingerly climber off her father and bent down to give his softening prick a light peck. She stretched and moved to the side so that Pete could stand up.

Pete gathered his robe around him and kissed both his wife and daughter. “Well, I better get dressed since we’ll be heading to the airstrip soon” He said and began to head towards the stairs.

Robyn began to gather her clothing. As Robyn straightened up, Janet took hold of her arm. “I think you need to clean up too,” she said her eyes darting to Robyn’s pussy “Let me help”

Robyn smiled broadly and nodded “Sure, Mum” and allowed her mother to lower her to the floor. By the time Pete reached the top of the stairs, Janet had already begun to swallow the salty cum, which now dripped out of her daughter’s pretty, pink cunt.

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