Sharing a secret pleasure – 2

“Wouldn’t you like to taste it? To lick it for me? Please?”

“Nora,” I started to stand up, but she was close enough that she simply pushed me back down onto the bed, stepping even closer towards me as she did.

“At least lick it…just a little,” she asked once again. “If you’re not ready to fuck me yet…I’m willing to wait,” she added.

It was a reprieve, at least in my mind it was anyway…buying myself some time to attempt to have this discussion again later under more favorable conditions. Right now, I was at a distinct disadvantage, sitting there with a hard-on, my daughters wet glistening pussy only inches away from my face now. I could likewise smell her, smell the musky scent of her heat, her arousal confusing me even more, weakening my resolve.

“If…if I do this, do you promise to talk to me tomorrow, dressed…somewhere else besides here in your room, like this?” I asked only then looking up towards her face. She was grinning as I suspected she would be upon hearing that.

Her response however was to inch even closer, her fingers now prying her lips apart more fully if that was even possible for her to do, which apparently, it was. “Lick it daddy, lick my clit for me…and then yes, we’ll talk again tomorrow, wherever you’d like.”

Tentatively, I allowed my tongue to snake out, barely even touching her clit, feeling her shudder as I did so. Almost immediately her hands were on my head, drawing me even closer to her as my lips now surrounded that sweet tasty morsel, sucking it. Even before I realized it, my hands reached up, cupping each of her breasts, palming her stiff tender nipples as I continued sucking, alternately licking her tight little knot.

“Oh yes, yes! Suck it daddy, suck it! Lick it, kiss it, suck it for me daddy, and make me cum!”

I was in a world of my own now, licking my daughter’s pussy, sucking her precious clit, fondling her pert young breasts. My cock was about as hard as it had ever been, straining against the pants I was wearing, but my attention focused entirely on my daughter’s pleasure as she stood there in front of me, shaking like a leaf.

Seconds later, I felt and tasted the additional appearance of an even sweeter nectar as her pussy flowed, the pleasure of her orgasm bathing my face. I held on, Nora grinding herself against me, writing almost spasmodically, crying out deliriously, humping my face long after her orgasm had actually passed. Only then did she step back, her fingers immediately thrusting inside, withdrawing a bit of her own secretions which she then licked off her fingers, once again dipping into her sex, passing them to me. Like a man possessed, I licked them off, savoring her taste and flavor, though slowly regaining my senses as I did that.

She reached down, her fingers briefly brushing against my cock, still stiff and hard, and oh so needful. But I resisted, once again gathering myself.

“You promised,” I reminded her, standing up now though the stiffness of my prick was even more noticeable now that I had.

“Are you sure?” She asked once again, slipping a finger back inside herself, one hand fingering her taut nipple, teasing me, tempting me, looking down hungrily at my hard protruding cock that was threatening to burst through my pants any moment now.

“Very,” I said determined, once again in control, stepping back towards the door. “Tomorrow, we talk…without enticements, without any of this going on,” I said a bit more sternly than I’d intended to, and then opened the door quickly leaving it before I found myself doing a lot more than simply eating my daughter’s cunt.

**

I leaned against the door briefly, hearing her laugh to herself. Obviously she had no intention of giving this up. But then again, I had no intention of giving in either. And I was likewise tempted as well to fully inform June as to what Nora’s intentions were. Maybe she’d have better luck convincing her to do otherwise than what I had. I had no idea what she’d do to me once she learned about the rest of it however, and that was an entirely different problem I hadn’t quite decided how to deal with yet.

A short time later I heard a car pull up into the drive and knew that June had arrived home. The moment she walked in the door, I also knew she was nursing one of her headaches just in the simple way she looked at me.

“So much for that!” I thought to myself. Whatever discussion I’d hoped to have with my wife upon her return home was now obviously out of the question.

“I’ve got a headache,” she told me unnecessarily, ” I had Gloria bring me home sooner because of it,” she added. “Think I’ll head upstairs to bed…try and kick this before it gets any worse.” She turned however before heading off. “Oh…when you come up, try waking me, see how I feel,” she added, trying to give me a smile. And then with that, she turned heading upstairs to bed.

“That was interesting!” I thought to myself again. Usually the last thing on June’s mind when she had a headache was sex. Though it didn’t appear to be one of her usual Migraines this time either.

The one thing I didn’t dare do at this point however, was jerk off. As aroused as I still was after that episode with Nora in her bedroom, I didn’t dare masturbate in the event June’s headache went away. If it didn’t, and if she was still complaining about having one, I could always go into the bathroom and get some relief. But for the moment at least, all I could do was wait for a while, give her an hour or so, and then head up to the bedroom to find out.