“Maybe your mother can order some for you,” I suggested, once again fingering my daughter’s nipples, taking delight in how hard and long they suddenly were as I sat there rolling them around. Mia’s hand already milking a nice fat droplet of pre-cum fuck juice from my prick as she now began swirling that about the head of my dick, further teasing and pleasuring it.
“We’re ready to eat,” Thomas stated, turning off the stove, though I was pretty sure her comment was directed at turning the heat down elsewhere.
“You can say that again!” Mia chuckled looking at her. “I wouldn’t mind doing that before you have to leave!”
“We can always warm it up later,” I offered looking at Thomas, seeing that same lusty expression on her face she’d shown me earlier. “What do you think of Tom? Think you have just enough time to get your clit sucked before you have to head out?”
Mia didn’t wait for an answer, already moving the bowl of fruit, which had been sitting in the middle of the kitchen table off to one side. After she’d done that, she pulled her mother over closer to her. “Jump up, lay down…and spread ’em!” she told her.
Thomas quickly did just that. In seconds, Mia was leaning over licking her mother’s clit, the sight of which looked damn fucking obscene as Thomas lay there spread out atop our kitchen table with our daughter hungrily, even greedily tonguing her. Not to be left out, and now rather horny myself, I stepped around Mia, undoing her jeans and soon after yanking them, along with her sexy black thong down around her ankles.
Without missing a beat, or rather a lick, she stepped out of them, now spreading her feet apart as I stepped between them, resting the head of my very stiff cock against the opening of her slick wet split momentarily. I continued to tease her for several moments, enjoying the feel, but likewise enjoying the scenery as I looked down at Mia, listening to her as she devoured her mother’s cunt. Thomas lost in her own ecstasy as she lay there enjoying it, now fondling her own breasts, pinching her nipples even harder than the clamps had been doing.
“Damn it daddy, fuck me! Fuck me while I eat mommy!” She mewled in wanton need and abandonment. Thomas opened her eyes, half sitting up as I slid my prick deep inside our daughter’s cunt and began doing just that.
“Maybe later, if you’re not too terribly tired, I’ll let you clean Mia’s juice off my cock,” I said looking at her. “Unless of course, she cleans it off herself,” I then added.
**
Thursday was an interesting evening, though I knew it would be. For one, it was time to implement the first part of my plan. Something I had already instructed both my wife as well as my daughter beforehand. As Thomas was still playing her part in this, as she’d been doing for the past several months now, when ten o’clock rolled around, she excused herself and headed on up to bed. Both June and Mia had been home that night,
we’d all just finished watching a movie together, though it had indeed been a very reserved evening with very little conversation taking place. After Thomas got up and headed up to our bedroom, Mia as she usually did, likewise left a few minutes later in order to get ready for bed herself, though she usually came back down long enough to watch the monologue with David Letterman before going off to sleep. With nothing but silence between us, June headed upstairs to the kitchen for a last minute snack.
If there was one thing June could be counted on to do, was to follow his almost nightly routine. Mia had already gotten things ready beforehand, so all she had to do at this point was slip into what she was planning on wearing to bed, and to sleep in. It would be the most revealing thing her brother would ever see her wear in front of me. Phase one of the plan. And one in which we were both pretty confident would shock and surprise him. Which it most certainly did.
Mia waited of course until she had heard her brother head back down the stairs to the den with his sandwich. Only then coming down herself.
I thought June was going to choke on his chicken! Moments later Mia walked into the room, crossing in front of me to take a seat on the couch next to me just as she usually did. But what she was wearing had caused her brother’s eyes to all but pop out of his head. All she had on was a very sheer light blue nightgown that left very little to the imagination.
“That looks nice honey,” I told her. “Isn’t that one of your mothers though?” I asked pointedly looking at her, though speaking about the nightgown, and not reacting at all to the way she obviously looked in it.
“Yeah it is,” she grinned back at me. “Mom said she wasn’t wearing these things anymore, so I asked her if I could have them, so she gave them to me,” she said looking down at herself, and then across the way at her brother. “What do you think of June?” she asked, sitting up slightly, her full breasts obviously pressing even more fully against the nearly sheer material. “Think it looks good on me?”
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