Sharing a secret pleasure – 2

“You’ve got to be shitting me!” I stammered hearing all this for the first time, but now fully aware of the fact that the two of them had been planning, or at least considering all this for quite some time now.

“No…I’m not,” June said, holding out her hand towards me. “Come…sit, hear the whole story,” she suggested, “And then make up your mind if you’re willing to do this for her…for us, for me…” she said seriously.

I sat down on the bed, finding myself sandwiched between the two of them as Nora moved over now sitting next to me on the other side. It felt weird sitting between the two of them, the three of us naked, me still sporting an erection though it had in fact gone down some.

“Go on,” I prompted, now curious…wanting to be filled in as to what had obviously been going on around here the last few days.

“Well, like I said. Once Nora had had time to think about it, and decide for herself if this was something she really wanted to do, I told her I’d help her find a way to convince you to go through with it. I knew…if I approached you directly, you’d think me insane…if not both of us.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” I told her, thinking about it.

“Anyway, I then told Nora that the best way was to frustrate you a little, take your guard down. Which is one of the reasons why I’ve been less than, shall we say…amorous the last couple of months?”

“The headaches?”

“Yeah, those,” she giggled blushing a little. “I knew that you’d eventually get a bit frustrated, constantly horny, and not much of an outlet. Which made it far easier for Nora…and for Henry to entice you.”

“She? She was in on this too?”

“Not at first, that was Nora’s idea, but I thought it was a good one, and went along with it. Like me, Nora didn’t think she could approach you in the beginning by herself either. But with someone like Henry teasing you, flirting with you, as vulnerable sexually as you’d become, it opened the door to make it a lot easier for Nora when she did approach you with the idea of taking her virginity. Anyway…so here we are.”

“Yeah, so here we are,” I said, glancing back and forth between the two of them. Now what?”

“Well, I guess that depends on you, if you’re willing to do this for Nora.”

I turned towards my daughter. “Are you sure about this? This really is what you want? You’ve thought about it? Seriously?”

“Yes,” she said simply grinning from ear to ear. “More than anything, though I have to admit…in the beginning I thought it might be easier to have Henry here with me when it happened. But then the more I thought about it, the more I realized, I wanted mom to be here instead. Plus…I thought it might make it easier for you if she was. Perhaps then you wouldn’t feel quite as weird about it, having mom here with us when it happened.”

As strange as that sounded, she was right. Having my wife here with us, if this was in fact going to actually take place, did make it a little easier for me to accept the idea. Had Henry been the one, I’d have felt a lot more like some sort of an old lecher, two young women in my bed, one of them my daughter. Maybe there wasn’t a whole lot of difference, having my wife and my daughter there together, if anything…even a bit more kinky, more perverted perhaps…but a hell of a lot easier for me nevertheless.

“So daddy, will you? Will you take my cherry?” she asked.

“It’s been a while…since I’ve actually done that,” I confessed, though turning back around to once again face my wife. “And afterwards…I want to hear the full story of how you did,” I told her. She laughed at that.

“Ok, sure…while you lay between my legs sucking my pussy. Then I’ll tell you…everything, as much as you want to know.”

“Will you do that to me too? Again?” Nora asked.

“Again?” June said, looking a little surprised.

“Ooops, I didn’t get a chance to tell you about that part yet,” she said blushing.

“No…you didn’t,” June said, eying the two of us, trying to look angry for a moment as she did, nearly succeeding too as I thought for a moment that I’d blown it, or that we both had. And then she burst out laughing. “Why am I not surprised? Figured you’d come up with a way to weaken your father’s resolve. The one thing he’s never been able to say no to, is to lick my pussy whenever I’ve asked him to do so, so it’s not too surprising that when you obviously teased him with doing that, he couldn’t say no to that either!”

“Sort of hard when it’s practically in your face!” I said in my own defense.

“Speaking of which,” Nora said, now scooting back on the bed. “How about you come over here and help me get ready for you?” she now asked.

“And while you’re doing that, there’s something here that I’d like to play with a little myself!” June told me as her hand quickly reached out, wrapping itself around my once again very, very hard cock.

**

With there no longer being any reason for fears, worries or concerns, I fully intended to enjoy myself, or rather enjoy licking my daughter’s cunt once again. Especially with June likewise sucking my dick while I did that. The moment I ran my tongue up that wet furrow of my daughter’s split, the heady excitement seized me like a vise, the intoxicating taste and aroma of her pussy like the most intense aphrodisiac I could have ever taken. No need for Viagra here, though I also knew I’d be shooting a load off inside June’s mouth if she kept sucking me the way that she was.

Thankfully, it didn’t take long for Nora to climax either, soon doing so, screaming out her pleasure as she came, one finger inside her now, teasing her “g” spot as I sucked her tender clit, hanging on for dear life as she thrashed about wildly there on the bed in the throes of orgasm.

“Holly shit!” Nora managed moments later. “You always eat pussy like that? Fuck dad, that’s better than Henry ever did, and I thought no one could do it any better than she could…and another woman to boot!”

“Your father always was good at doing that,” June told her. “Why do you think I’m always walking around without any panties on myself? Used to be, he’d pull me over towards him at the dinner table whenever you weren’t around. Yank my shorts off to one side, and in seconds, have me quivering all over his face!”

I sat there grinning, though my dick was throbbing almost painfully at this point.

“Mom,” Nora told me. “Lick mommy, I want to watch you do that.” June was already sliding up on the bed in an effort to make herself more comfortable, piling pillows up behind her head as she did so she could also watch. She loved doing that, loved seeing me licking her twat, tickling her clit with the tip of my tongue while working my fingers around inside her.

I began doing so, my wife’s pussy just as wet as Nora’s had been, if not more so. Nora now kneeling beside the two of us looking down, her hand suddenly worming between her legs as she again began frigging herself, even though she had just climaxed only moments ago.

“I can’t believe how fucking hot that looks, or how horny I still am!” She freely admitted. And I had to admit, hearing my daughter speak in such an obscene lusty way was rather heady as I drew in my wife’s clit, holding it there between my lips gently sucking it.

“You do…do that…so well,” she breathed through several heavy pants as I continued to suckle her clit like nursing her nipples. And as I did so, Nora in fact reached over, her fingers quickly locating one of her mother’s breasts as she gently caressed it, squeezing it, and then thumbing her mother’s nipple playfully within her hands.

“Did you nurse me?” she then asked.

June laughed, though she groaned too as I slid a second finger inside her. “Ah yes in fact…I did. Why do you ask?”

“Well obviously…I don’t remember doing that, but I was wondering if you had a problem with me doing that now.”

Once again my wife laughed, though I now looked up in anticipation. “Under the circumstances, I don’t see your doing that as any sort of a problem here,” she said, now cupping her own breast, holding it up for our daughter as she leaned over, capturing the hard taut nipple between her lips. I went back to licking my wife’s sweet split, one eye on the two of them, taking in, and enjoying the sight as Nora sucked and played with her mother’s breasts.

And being as aroused as she obviously was too, it wasn’t long before June likewise announced her impending orgasm. Unlike her daughter however, June was vocal about it, always had been…always would be. She’d once told me long ago that for her at least, part of the orgasm itself was her vocalizing it too. Sometimes with obscene profanity, other times shrieks and grunts of pure unadulterated joy, mostly though…she did both. Which I was expecting her to do now by the looks of it, and wondered briefly if I ought to say anything.

That became a moot point however, especially with Nora sensing her own mother’s release as she began urging her on. Nora had a bit of a naughty side to her as well as I now remembered and realized it as she began speaking to her, coaxing her through her climax.