Perverts 'R' Us

A Family Legacy II

By Mark Curry ( F/F, M/F, Inc-fam )

Mark's daughter has come to stay and adds fire to the evolving relationship between Mark and Stacia

Stacia and Sarah had just arrived home from a day of shopping. Mostly stuff for Sarah, as she was starting a new job and going to need a new wardrobe. She also needed some things for the trip to Las Vegas for her birthday. I was sitting in the living room when they arrived, laughing and joking as they did so often and so well. How different they were, but the closeness in age erased all that.

Stacia was a 32-year-old beautiful black woman with a rounded shape, full breasts, and the sweetest pussy ever. She is bright, articulate and so much fun.

Sarah is 25 and tall (over 6 feet), with a full figure and large breasts. She was very pretty and somewhat reserved with her sexuality. It must have been a year since she had any sex and was always making jokes about needing it.

Knowing full well that they would review all of their purchases, I volunteered to go to the store for things for dinner. As I got to the door, Stacia asked me to get some wax for a "bikini wax". I looked back in time to see Sarah give her a withering look. But Stacia persisted. "Look at the hot bikini your daughter got today" she said as she held up two wisps of fabric. She pointed out how narrow the front was and how the back would set in the crack of her ass.

Looking at Sarah, I saw how flushed (blushing?) she was, but she did not speak. Not wanting to be short in her description, Stacia showed the tiny top and didn't fail to mention that without any lining the top would allow for free movement, but would also be partially transparent when wet, and I swear she licked her lips and smiled.

I enjoyed shopping and was getting ready to check out when I remembered that I had forgotten the "bikini wax". I grabbed it and checked out quickly, suddenly wanting to be home now.

I parked the truck, grabbed the groceries, and went in. It was quiet downstairs, just the TV on low, no one to be seen. I left the groceries on the counter and moved to the stairs. I saw the door to our bedroom partially open and could just barely hear Stacia talking. I could not hear her words, but her voice was husky.

As I got closer to the door I could hear more clearly. "I'll put the wax on here and then when it comes off, you won't stick out from your bikini bottom".

"Will it hurt?" was all I heard from Sarah.

"No" said Stacia. "Here, I'll show you."

I peeked around the corner and saw Stacia kneeling on the bed between Sarah's open thighs. "Let me get a better look at what we have to clean up." she said as she began to tug on the red bottoms Sarah was wearing. There seemed to be some resistance from Sarah until she lifted her butt to assist. Stacia held the bottoms, slung over her fingers and twirled them around. And then in a flash, she sniffed them lightly and smiled to herself.

She bent forward and began to examine Sarah's crotch to see what had to be done. She appeared to be smoothing the hair back from Sarah's pussy to get a clear view and idea of the work ahead.

"Your pussy is going to be so pretty when I am done, so sweet pink and smooth, just like when you were a little girl. Sarah," she said, "you have a beautiful pussy already, and it's going to be so beautiful and sweet. Anyone who sees it will want to kiss it and lick it and... Oh, look how puffy your lips are." It looked as though she was spreading the labia she had commented on. "And look, small drops of juice, mmmm... Are you getting turned on?"

"No!" said Sarah, emphatically, "it's just that my pussy gets me in trouble by doing that. It's like it has a mind of its own. Sometimes, it aches and I have the nastiest thoughts." That was something Stacia understood.

Stacia reached forward with her fingertips, and whatever she did made Sarah lift her hips. When she did, her tee shirt rode up, exposing the undersides of her very full, very large breasts. I could see Stacia's hand moving back and forth and hear Sarah's breathing becoming harsher and harsher. "STOP," she finally cried and grabbed Stacia's hand. "I can't do this with you. You are my Dad's wife."

"What if I wasn't your dad's wife? Or, what if it was OK with your Dad?"

"OK with my Dad?" I heard Sarah say softly. "Wha... what do you mean?"

"I mean, what would you do if it was alright with your Dad if I ate your pussy and you ate mine in return? Would you let me do this?" and she bent and flicked her tongue out at what I could only imagine was Sarah's engorged clitoris.

Sarah's hips shot up and all she said in a tiny voice was, "don't". Stacia thrust her face in between her thighs and began to lick in earnest. As she burrowed in she reached up and pushed Sarah's shirt up to her neck. There they where, full and large with big pink nipples. Stacia twisted the nipples between her fingers and Sarah moaned. I could hear the wet sound of Stacia's tongue as it massaged my daughter's pussy. I could see the muscles of Sarah's thighs clench with the strokes and I could see Stacia thrusting her fingers into her pussy in a sweet rhythm.

Stacia leaned back, but kept her fingers inside Sarah. "Sarah, did you know that when your Dad and I make love we fantasize about all sorts of nasty things?"

"Like what?" Sarah replied in a very little and sexually-aroused voice.

"Well, like when I used to fuck my brother!" Sarah pushed her hips up and moaned deeply. "Or, when I would let my brother's friends fuck me and I would suck them." Again a deep moan in response. "Or, how my Daddy used to have me slide up and down on his cock, until he came and I did too. My Daddy used to eat my pussy and have me suck his cock as well. And the most fun was when Gino and Daddy had me at the same time."

"Your daddy and your brother?" Sarah gasped and pushed back onto Stacia's probing fingers.

"Yes Sarah, my daddy and my brother."

"Would you like to show your pussy to your daddy?"

"Oh yes," cried Sarah. "I want him to tickle my belly like he did when I was young. It made my pussy tingle and I wanted him to touch me lower, where you are touching me." She emphasized her point by grabbing Stacia's wrist and fucking against her fingers. "I could feel him get hard and press against my leg."

"Daddy," she cried as she began to cum on Stacia's fingers. In order to help, Stacia leaned forward and began to lick and suck that aching pussy.

I stood there and watched my daughter come hard in my wife's mouth.

I had never seen someone cum like that except Stacia. Sarah's back was arched and her body vibrated and she made her private sounds to go with the contractions.

Stacia had lifted her head to witness this orgasm herself. And that is when she saw me in the doorway. I saw her expression and silenced her with a wave of my hand.

I moved quickly to where Stacia was nestled between Sarah's legs. Her lips were wet with my daughter's juices, so I kissed her and licked her lips clean.

As Sarah's breathing subsided and she lowered back to the bed, I leaned forward and began to massage her wet pussy with my tongue. Slowly at first until I knew I had her. Then faster and faster. My tongue was actually matching the movements of Stacia's tongue, which was licking my cock - recently freed by her frantic tugging and pulling. I even moved aside and spread that pussy for Stacia to see. Something I knew she understood and that touched her pussy as well.

Sarah was going to cum again, and very hard at that. I could tell by the way she was clenching on the two fingers I had thrust into her sweet pussy. She reached blindly down to pull Stacia's head into her pussy. As she finished saying, "Oh Stacia, make me cum hard, pleeeeeeeease!"

She must have realized my head felt different than Stacia's. She pushed up and looked down at me as I raised my eyes to look directly at her. I never missed a beat as my tongue and lips lashed her into a fury. I saw the orgasm in her eyes, just before I heard and felt it happen.

"Daddy, I am cumming in your mouth... so hard, Daddy."

Stacia pushed me to the top of the bed. She held Sarah behind her head and lifted her to my hard cock. "Sarah, you nasty, nasty girl, you need to make Daddy cum for you."

My cock slid into her open mouth. She began to suck me without any prompting and took me deeply into her mouth. Stacia said, "Make Daddy cum, Sarah, and drink him. Suck him dry, and then you are going to make me cum as well."

That thought must have just pushed Sarah over the top. She jerked my cock with her hand and sucked and licked and made secret sounds. I came so hard, squirt after squirt of cum. She drank it all and sucked for more.

Stacia bowled me over and straddled Sarah's face. "Now make me cum. I want to cum!"

Sarah lifted her hands, reached around, and grabbed Stacia's ass. Just before her tongue sank into the sweet wet lips of my wife's pussy, I heard Sarah say, "I want to drink you Mommy, please let me."

After they had both calmed down. Stacia had a "wonderful" idea. "I think the girls need a nap, and I think Mark should make us something to eat." And she finished with, "and after we eat, I think you need to fuck your Daddy for me."

I thought I heard Sarah say, "and then we…" but I was almost to the kitchen and could not hear the rest. What a crazy Sunday, whew!