Kapitel 2403: MY BBW DAUGHTER COMES TO MY CABIN
Over the last ten years I have put a lot of work into creating my cabin, making it my refuge, my bolt-hole, my way of dealing with the pressures of life in a wonderful solitude. It is located way upstate, quite high up in the hills and well off the beaten track. Too far from regular civilisation to be connected up to power lines, I installed a silent generator and some solar power panels to provide electricity when it's needed. My good friend Bill helped me draw a fresh water supply in from a nearby stream and we installed some household plumbing which gives reasonable standards of hygiene and a bit of an exotic luxury in the form of an open air shower which looks over the valley and opposite hillside. There's never anyone around so outdoor showering gives a freedom without prying eyes. Only ever planning the cabin for my use, I built just the one bedroom, a spacious lounge cum diner cum kitchen and an indoor bathroom.
Being self-employed as a writer, moreso on technical pieces but working on my novel too, I can take what time I want to spend at my cabin. My name is Peter. I'm unattached and have been since my divorce from Carol who wanted to make her affair with Tom a more open and permanent arrangement for the two of them. That was six years ago and I guess that my cabin project had given the two of them a lot of opportunities. I had known of the affair for some time but just accepted it without comment, thinking that it would be the easier option and in any case, that it would fizzle out. It didn't! Tom told his wife Sue that their marriage was over and he left her for Carol. Sue came to see me and we ended up having revenge sex on and off for a few weeks. It petered out and Sue went looking elsewhere. Meanwhile, I waited a little while before starting to date. I went into it not looking for a new wife or partner but, really, just looking for sex. Interestingly enough, using some of the better websites, I found plenty of no strings sex.
I mentioned that I had known about Carol's affair. It had become obvious because she didn't really try to hide the fact that she was getting sex elsewhere. Whether she told Tom that she was also having a lot of sex with me too at that time, I cannot say, but her extra-marital sex certainly increased her sex drive at home because she was initiating sex with me most nights and some mornings. Our sex life had never been dull and we were enjoying fairly frequent sex. Then when she tried it with Tom as well, it took her and consequently the two of us up to the next level. It was during some of those sessions that I realised, albeit maybe a bit late, that Carol must have already had sex that day.
Whilst this isn't the main point of my story, I need to share this to scene set. I suppose I found out through my erotic experiences that being cuckolded is quite exciting. I realise that there are aspects of it that are a humiliation but somehow my innate sexual feelings found it hugely exciting too. When I think back to that time, I can be quite embarrassed recalling some of the things I did with Carol's connivance and complicity. As I go over it, I realise that Carol steered me into doing many of the more outrageous sexual activities and I guess that it added to her thrills for me to be the foolish cuckold. I often wonder how much she told Tom and whether they laughed at me – or maybe still do. I know that I had met Tom with Sue on several occasions before he went off with Carol; and I always suspected that he was laughing at me, not just because he was bedding my wife but also because of him knowing sordid things about me.
Carol and I have a daughter, Mary, now a married woman in her early thirties. Mary is a clever person, she excelled at school and college but somehow never put quite the same drive into her work life. She does well but I'm sure she could have done even better. She started dating at the usual age and there was a stream of boys seen holding her hand. When Mary decided that she was ready for sex, it was obvious to Carol and I. She may have told Carol more than she shared with me but she just openly took guys to her room and it was quite obvious that passionate sex was occurring. At college, she played the field, not settling for a regular boyfriend. I think she found the smorgasbord of guys just too exciting to resist. I'll admit that during one vacation she left a little notebook lying around and I opened it to see what it was. It was in fact her personal file of sex partners. Clearly my daughter not only likes sex but she was enjoying a huge variety of guys. At the time I saw her list there were over forty names, most of them had many more than one 'visit to her bedroom' and she still had a year of college remaining.
Maybe I should describe Mary. She matured into a five eight, dark-haired attractive woman - and for the guys reading this, she has substantial breasts, a nice ass and toned shapely legs. She carried just a few extra pounds and carried them well. If I take my father hat off and put my guy hat on, she has naturally huge tits with big areola. She did sport a trimmed bush and she has a plump mound. How do I know? Well, apart from the later parts of this story, I'll admit that I returned home unexpectedly early one night some years back. Carol was away elsewhere and Mary had fallen asleep on the sofa in the den, watching porn, naked! I'll admit that I feasted my eyes before making enough noise to wake her. She scuttled off to her room very quickly, hardly trying to cover herself with her hands but also holding a large vibrator. We never referred to the incident.
Mary married Todd nearly seven years ago. They were embarrassingly overtly sexual in the first years, constantly kissing and touching and sloping off to their room for sex when they stayed with us. Night time usually brought loud sex which I found erotic but it had the opposite effect on Carol who seemed to act as though her daughter was being raped by savages.
Mary and Todd moved away for a job opportunity for Todd. Consequently I only got to see Mary occasionally after that.
So, back to my cabin. I was there last summer for a planned ten weeks stay. I took work with me on my laptop but I need to drive down from the hills for a few miles to get wi-fi, pick up my email and phone messages. I'd go once or twice a week for supplies, fuel and to pick up my forwarded post. On this particular visit, I was sitting in a small diner listening to my messages when Mary's voice came through the phone.
"Hi Dad. Hope you're okay. Missing you so I thought I'd come out to the cabin and see you for a few days. I'll be there on Wednesday. Can you meet me in the town because I'll never find your cabin on my own. Call me when you reach town."
I startled myself into thinking clearly. Her message was days old. Today was Wednesday. Mary would be here today. I finished taking my messages and then I called her number. She was less than an hour away. I went to the grocery and doubled up on my food supplies and a few extra things including some bottles of wine, some beers and some steaks.
Not knowing what car to look for, I positioned myself to check every passing car. Just ten minutes later than estimated, I saw her approaching and I waved her down. Finding parking was easy and I went to greet my daughter as she emerged from the car. I will admit that I was somewhat surprised by her weight gain. Don't get me wrong, she was no Mama Cass but her few extra pounds had become quite a few extra pounds. Interestingly though, I thought that she wore it well. Maybe a bit of a belly and a bigger ass but all in proportion – except her tits. They were now on the huge side and with a southerly pull probably due to their own weight. We embraced and I remember thinking 'Wow! This is a lot of beautiful woman!'. As I looked her full in the face I realised that her extra weight had slightly altered her facially to create a differently attractive woman, very attractive at that.
Mary was wearing a denim skirt to quite high above the knee and a large football shirt. The casual look suited her, especially with her hair long and loose. On her feet she wore trainers which looked practically new. "I told her that I hoped she had some clothes suitable for hot weather as the forecast promised a few scorching days.
We went into the diner for coffee and a sandwich and we did a bit of catching up. Throughout the conversation, I got the feeling that Mary wasn't telling me something, perhaps holding back an important matter. I didn't push her on it. It would emerge, I guessed.
In case of off road driving problems I suggested that we left Mary's car in town and we went to the cabin in my four by four. Mary threw her bags onto the back seat and I held the front door open for her. I realised to my shock that as she swung her legs into the car, Mary flashed her pussy at me. She wasn't wearing any pants! I definitely knew what I had seen and it wasn't a case of the gusset slipping to one side. I saw the whole thing as her legs parted. She was obviously going smooth too and I reckoned that the plump mound I remembered from the incident years ago had had its share of the weight gain too – very favourably so. I remember remonstrating with myself for thinking what a beautiful pussy it looked. On reflection though, I don't scold myself. There's no denying that it is a very beautiful big pussy indeed.
Chatting away as I drove, we progressed up into the hills, changing from road to track, dirt track and then to the rough grass track that I created as the way to my lovely secluded cabin. "Jeepers Dad, it really is out in the wilds, this place of yours." said Mary.
"I know, Honey, that's just how I wanted it to be. I don't say that folks aren't allowed up here, but not many bother to make it this far. While you're here I'll show you some of the delightful secrets of this lovely piece of the world." I told her.
Once we were at the cabin, I carried the supplies in and Mary took her bags in. "Which is my bedroom, Dad?" she asked.
"Oh shit!" I exclaimed. "There's just the one bedroom, Honey. I guess I can sleep on the floor in this room.
"Nah, fuck that idea, Dad!" she replied. "This bed in here is huge. We can bunk together." Then she jokingly added in a country drawl "After all, Pah, we's kinfolk!"
I showed Mary around the cabin and the immediate area. She was very intrigued by my outdoor shower on the back deck. "I'm certainly gonna use that while I'm here!" she said, causing my heart to skip a beat.
Back inside, I fixed a couple of cool drinks while Mary changed. I went out onto the deck and when she joined me I could see some more detail of her. Still wearing the skirt and no panties I guessed, she now had a very lightweight large cotton tee shirt. It clearly told me by its shape that Mary had taken her bra off. I saw that her breasts now swung even lower and her nipples were poking the light cotton. She was bare-footed too, so she was probably wearing just those two pieces of fabric.
As we talked and drank our cool thirst-quenchers Mary told me that she'd probably stay a week, longer if it felt good up here. She'd told Todd she might be ten days and only able to speak by phone if she went into town. As we talked, I noticed Mary caressing one of her feet with the other. I watched with hidden zeal. And it told me two things. One was that she has lovely feet, beautifully shaped with no bulges or blemishes. The other thing it told me was that watching her feet brushing against each other was erotic. I began to imagine her caressing a cock with her sultry feet. Then I realised I was imagining that it was my cock!
"Fuck!" I choked and spluttered as some of my drink went the wrong way. I disguised my exclamation as the choking on the drink and assured Mary that I was okay. As we settled down again, I re-assessed my lovely daughter. She was certainly more beautiful, she was heavier and wonderfully curvy, her huge breasts were not firm but they were seriously seductive and her ass, though bigger, was firm and shapely. Of course, I needn't guess about her pussy. After all, I had seen it earlier in the day and it was truly wondrous. In my mind I exclaimed 'Oh my life!' as it dawned on me that I was having sexual feelings towards my daughter for the first time in my life.
In all honesty, it was definitely the first time I had ever thought sexually about Mary. As she had matured into a sexy young woman, and it was obvious that guys were fucking her, I never felt jealousy. It did arouse me when I could hear them but I never thought about me doing her. In the years around my split from Carol, I never thought of Mary as anything but my daughter. Yet, today, after quite a period of separation, the new heavier Mary was like a new woman to me, a big beautiful woman – one that I was sexually fascinated by and fantasising about. I knew that I couldn't make an advance but I searched my mind as to how I would react in the highly unlikely fantasy-created event that Mary even hinted about a sexual liaison with me. I sobered up my runaway mind and dismissed the thoughts but not before I said to myself that we'll see what happens while she's here.
We had dinner at dusk, steaks, salad and some Pinot Noir. The wine loosened tongues but nothing got out of hand although the conversation did get detailed. Mary told me that I looked in great shape, tanned and toned, so the cabin life must suit me. She bemoaned her weight gain and I told her that I thought it had made her even more beautiful and I included a tongue-slip when I added 'And very sexy!"
She picked up on it immediately, saying "Aw, thanks Dad, you're the best. And you say that even though my tits are pulling themselves towards my knees and my ass could wipe out my footprints!"
Her humorous treatment of her body description caused me to turn serious with her and say "Listen Mary! You are beautiful and your body is gorgeous and really desirable. You are a seriously sexy woman!"
Mary's eyes were locked on mine and she was silent for what seemed like hours before saying "Thanks Dad. That makes me feel better about myself. I know I've gained the weight but I am happy in my body and I'm okay about how it looks to other people." Then Mary blurted "And Todd can go fuck himself if he doesn't like it!"
"Oh! So not everything is rosy in the marriage garden then, Darling?" I asked gently.
Mary pulled a grimacing look then played it down. "We rowed badly! He was a bit horrible to me – a lot horrible actually. I went off, to Mom's first and then I called you. I'm enjoying my break from Todd but I'll go back when I'm ready. He knows I've not gone for good. We speak and I sense he's nearly ready to apologise. Besides, a couple of weeks of his own hand jobs will make him think."
That caused me to ask her, probing more than I would normally "So you two are still very – well – shall I say active sexually?"
"Fuck, Dad! You're getting like Mom with questions like that." she playfully rebuked, but then continued "but yeah, me more than Todd really. I'm still exploring some of my sexual needs. Todd's been getting a bit staid and a bit less active in bed. His latest thing is me making all the moves and doing all the work. Fuck, I think he's fantasising that I'm his whore! It wouldn't hurt for him to actually start us going and give me some interesting attention."
Normally I'd have said 'Whoa! Too much detail!' at that point but instead I tried to play clever. "So your craving a bit more attention – well, intimate attention then?"
"Yeah! Why not? I want to be seduced. I like being seduced into sex and I like being pleasured in lots of lovely horny ways. I like sex! Fuck! So what if I'm a bit bigger! I still have a cunt that needs cock!"
It was at this point that I may have given a bit too much of a hint of my new found feelings. I said "I know, Darling. I mean, fuck, if I was twenty years younger, I know what I'd be trying to do with you!" At that point I stopped my faux pas and said "Oh but listen to me, the old man has had too much wine."
Both of us knew that Mary had consumed two thirds of the bottle – and my glass wasn't even empty yet. She said "Tell you what Daddy, that's a lovely compliment. Now, I'm going to try the outdoor shower and then turn in. How about you?" I indicated that I was ready for some sleep too. Of course, part of me wanted to watch Mary shower but I decided to leave that idea for now. Sleep was the best idea after that conversation.
I got into bed wearing just a pair of boxers. I pulled the single sheet up over me and turned out my bedside light. I fell asleep before Mary came into the room.
As the first beams of sunshine announced the new dawn, I woke just as I always do here at the cabin. I slowly recalled that I had a guest and I turned to look at her side of the bed. The sight, still only dimly lit but bright enough for me to make out all of the vital details, consisted of Mary, asleep on her back, tousled hair cascading in all directions, her huge breasts spread out under their own weight, flowing to the sides just below her armpits and her areola heading east and west with the flow. Her nipples were partially erect which tantalised me. The bed sheet was off the bed completely and Mary's left leg was straight while her right thigh was turned to an angle. At the knee her foreleg was bent back towards her other leg, the foot resting by the other knee. Her figure of 4 shape posed her pussy for easy viewing. I strained my eyes as a gently sat up and leant forward. Her plump lips were parted, she was totally smooth and I easily saw the hood of her clitoris and her labia. I felt my heart pounding and I realised my cock was already rigid with morning wood.
My devil, on one shoulder, was yelling at me 'Fuck her! Fuck her, you idiot! She's offering her cunt! Fuck her!' My angel, on my other shoulder, pleaded 'Leave her. She's your daughter. Leave her alone.' If I'm honest, it may have looked like the angel won, but in fact I actually just deferred doing anything because – one – morning is not as sexy as evening and two – maybe I could actually seduce her and that way I'd be giving her what she wants – and easing any conscience.
My angel didn't stop me from getting a really close up look at Mary's pussy when I gently got off the bed. Once I felt sure that Mary wasn't stirring, I looked really closely at her fleshy mound. I almost caved in and licked up her amazing crevice – but my seduction plan stopped me. Still sporting my hard-on, I went to make coffee.
Before the water had boiled, I heard Mary moving. She appeared behind me and wrapped her arms around me in a bear hug. I sensed she was wearing at least a tee shirt. She said "Morning Daddy! Hey, I had a great night's sleep. Hope you didn't mind me sleeping naked. I always do."
"Hardly noticed!" I lied.
Then Mary caused me to suppress a gasp when she said "Hey Daddy, I might need to masturbate while I'm here, you know. A girl needs some release. Would you be okay if I did it in bed at night or should I do somewhere else when you're not around?"
As nonchalantly as I could I replied "Bed'll be fine. You knock yourself out! Of course, I might join in, you know!"
Giggling, Mary teasingly said "Ooh Daddy, do you mean you'll help me or you'll do yourself?"
Emboldened now, I said "Whichever does most for you, Sweetheart. You're my guest. I want to give you the best possible time here." My carefully chosen words were designed to plant ideas. I had to wait to find out if they had.A beautiful day had dawned and I suggested to Mary that I'd take her higher up the hills and show her something amazing. She quizzed me until I explained that it was a secluded mountain lake, quite small but so calm and peaceful that it was a joy to visit. After getting a few essentials ready, we set of. I wore shorts and a tee shirt, Mary wore a shorter skirt, much to my delight, with a thin tee shirt and no bra. That was obvious once again.
The walk started along an old woodland path, overgrown in parts then I led us through some ferns and grass before we got to some trees that we walked through. Just at the point that Mary asked "Are we nearly there?" I told her to prepare herself. We walked out of the trees onto some short grass and we were greeted by the splendid view of the small blue lake surrounded by verdant wooded hills.
"Wow! It's beautiful! gasped Mary. We walked to the water's edge and took in the view. "The water's crystal clear. It's amazing!" she enthused.
I bored her for a while by explaining how the lake fed the stream that supplies the cabin water. I had even researched fish species and bought some stock to add to the lake. "Yeah, but can I swim in it?" Mary asked.
"Well, yeah! Did you bring a costume then?"
"Oh Daddy, you do fuss about the silliest things!" she gently admonished.
"So it's skinny dipping then. I'll look the other way till you're in." I told her.
She turned to me full square and said firmly "Oh come on, Daddy. With what we talked about this morning – and last night come to that – do you think I'm worried about you seeing me naked. Besides, who do you think pulled the sheet off the bed last night!"
I smiled broadly and Mary began to tug the tee shirt off, exposing her breasts to the sun. She let her skirt drop to the ground. "There!" she announced, "The complete me!" as she twirled like a model.
"You're beautiful! Absolutely beautiful!" I breathlessly told her. And she was too. Big and beautiful and all woman – a very sexy big woman.
Mary walked right up to me and threw her arms around me, pressing her naked body against my dressed one. "Oh thank you, Daddy!" she purred, then she asked "Artistically beautiful or sexually beautiful? Truth now, Daddy!"
"Both, Darling, honestly. You look amazing and you are incredibly sexually attractive and beautiful."
I wasn't expecting the very adult kiss that Mary planted on my lips at that point, but I didn't resist it either. "Thank you, Daddy!" she said sensuously as she pulled the kiss apart."
"Anyway, time for you to get your clothes off too. Fair's fair. You've seen me! I should see you." Mary demanded.
"Err, you'll have to give me a minute or two!" I implored lamely.
Mary's eyes flashed wide open and her mouth gaped in awe. "Oh wow! I gave my Daddy a hard on? My Daddy got stiff from seeing me? Oh, show me please, Daddy. Show me your hard cock!"
Hardly believing myself and very sheepishly, I slid my shorts down to reveal my erection to my daughter. "Oh wow! Fuck! That is just so amazing. I got you hard! I got my father hard!" she exclaimed joyfully. Her tone was excitement and certainly not mocking.
My cock twitched, so high was my arousal, and a tear drop of pre come seeped off the end, falling slowly like a spider trailing its web. "Let's swim!" I gasped to spare my blushes. We waded into the water which was suitably warm in the shallows. Soon we were swimming into the deeper cooler waters, enjoying the refreshing break from the heat. Mary has always been an accomplished swimmer and she hadn't lost any of her skills. She was diving underwater and bursting back through the surface. The images of her ass and thighs coming out of the water as she curved her body into the dive were stunning. The bright sunshine reflecting on her bare wet skin added to the thrill. Her return to air was just as exciting, watching her lively tits swinging and flapping with her actions gave me a lot of erotic excitement. I trod water and just watched, mesmerised. Mary passed me swimming on her back and I enjoyed the spectacle of the bright clear water flowing over the curves and contours of her large naked body. Her tits were in action again – with erect nipples now and I stared at the water flowing over her plump pussy mound. Seeing those lovely lips again gave me more erotic desires.
Soon Mary swam over to me and wrapped her arms around me. We both trod water as we were out in the deep lake. "Oh thanks for bringing me here, Daddy, it's fantastic. So free and so lovely. Swimming naked is the best feeling!"
I realised that despite the coolness of the water, I was still sporting my erection. Mary realised too because it had prodded her as we entwined. As though indicating her approval, without saying anything, Mary moved one arm and taking it below the water, she took hold of my stiff cock. She treated it as calmly and innocently as if taking hold of my hand. I chose to interpret it as her approval of my body and my arousal. I had an arm around Mary's back and a free hand. I held my nerve and slowly cupped her tit, enjoying the soft floppy feel of her lovely big womanly body. Mary didn't flinch at what I thought was a bold move and, bizarrely, we talked about swimming and the lake.
Back on land, we walked around naked until we were dry enough to put clothes on. Mary told me that she intended to leave her tee shirt off to get some sun on her breasts. I didn't complain even though I warned her about sunburn. We were soon under trees though and I enjoyed watching the big beauties swinging free. At one point Mary bent over to see a particular woodland flower or so she said. I was behind her and relished the view of her pussy from behind, framed by her splendidly plump thighs. She called me forward to look at the flower and it was then that I saw the magnificence of her weighty breasts hanging down. They were enormous! Mary drew attention to them herself, saying "Fuck, look at these two girls swinging when I bend over. The size of 'em is madness. I should photograph them for 'Huge Jugs' magazine or 'Big Titties dot com' or whatever they call them things."
I hardly needed the invitation to look but I knew that Mary, being well aware of her size was obviously familiar with this aspect of her tits and she was doing it for my sake. I purred inside at my daughter's boldness and I quietly said "They're wonderful, Mary, just wonderful."
Mary was smiling broadly as she stood upright. She said "I'm guessing you like them, Dad. I'll leave my top off a lot while I'm here." I didn't reply.
We ate a few small lunch items sitting amongst the trees. The conversation was mainly about where we were but it occasionally strayed into our rapidly developing relationship. Out of the blue, Mary asked me when I had last had sex. She'd said that I didn't need to say who it was with, "to protect the guilty" she'd added.
"It was about six months ago." I lied, making out it was while I was at home. I invented a short term girlfriend, called her Josephine and explained that we had had sex a few times before she went off with a younger guy. I don't know if that appealed to Mary or not. In actual fact it was the previous week that I had last had sex. My little sex secret is that I had struck up a rapport with Jean, who works at the diner in the town, on my weekly visits. In a conversation one quiet lunchtime some time back, we got a bit personal and flirty when I explained that my solitary life at the cabin was great except for one thing – the obvious thing.
As the conversation progressed, Jean bit a bullet and said "Tell you what, if you like, I'm finding money a bit tight at present. I wouldn't normally offer anything like this but I like you so if you wanted, for fifty dollars you can spend an hour with me at my place. It'd be no strings, strictly between us two – no-one needs to know. But it is on a commercial basis."
Jean's bold move had shocked me, but pleasantly. I like her. She's about ten or fifteen years younger than me, slim, small pert breasts, short blonde hair. I wasn't above paying for sex. I'd done it a few times after Carol left me, probably not just for the release but also, in a strange way, enjoying buying sex and admiring of those who sell it.
So when Jean got off her shift, I drove to her place, a small house on the outskirts of town. She let me in and we both felt a bit awkward so Jean said "Tell you what, I'll go in the bedroom and get into bed. You get ready out here and join me." We did that and I walked into the bedroom, where the curtains were drawn and Jean pulled the bed clothes open for me to join her. I had sported an erection from before I walked into the bedroom. In bed it still started awkwardly but after some tentative kissing and touching, Jean seemed to hot up very quickly. Turned out that she was going without too and having got a guy into her bed, she began to really go for it. It did create a déjà vu moment for me when Jean pushed down hard on my shoulders in order to initiate some cunnilingus. Carol had done practically the same hold and push on my shoulders to me when she was also getting her extra needs from Tom. Anyway, even if I say so myself, my cunnilingus style is effective and Jean had a seriously long orgasm. After that she allowed me to penetrate her. Her pussy is incredibly tight but really moist which I enjoyed but I had to be careful not to climax too quickly. Jean likes to play with her own tits while I fuck her. That first time, the hour went quickly. Jean readily took my stored-up load from me and I left the room to dress. It was only then that she asked for her money. I added another ten and suggested the same thing the next week. She happily agreed and it's been virtually a weekly thing since then, whenever I'm at the cabin, that is. Our sex developed, interestingly, in ways to pleasure Jean – but I still paid. One time I suggested a longer session and she agreed but put pro rata on the fee. And still I added some extra. Jean's love of cunnilingus became almost insatiable and I spend a long time with my mouth on her pussy. That evolved into analingus which she loved and then she persuaded me that I wanted to anal fuck her. It obviously wasn't her first time taking it up the ass and she howled with pleasure, not pain, through it, climaxing before I did.
The day Mary turned up, I had to call off my planned session with Jean. Out of decency, I offered her the fifty. She took it.
Anyway, Mary's question, which I avoided answering truthfully, didn't lead anywhere obvious straight away. I guessed she was just scoping me out, perhaps assessing if her old man needed a fuck. In truth, I answered assuming and hoping that to be her tactic. I did need a fuck and I wanted to fuck my daughter.
Back at the cabin, we both showered out on the deck. I enjoyed watching Mary soaping her lovely body, especially the wobbly bits. When she soaped her pussy, my mind raced, taking her hand actions to much more erotic levels. Watching her animated tits as she washed her hair was yet another joy. I got the pleasure of washing her back. I cheated and headed to parts she could reach for herself, including her ass. Pushing my hand and the soap into her ass crack was wonderful and I went just beyond her ass hole and just touched her pussy lips. She let me do so without commenting or objecting.
Mary towelled herself dry but didn't bother putting any clothes on. We relaxed a while and then had a drink – a proper drink, that is – out on the deck watching the sun go down. I noticed Mary freshen our drinks and they were very strong when I next tasted mine.
I cooked dinner and we again had some wine. The conversation was very normal until Mary announced something. "I might masturbate tonight, Dad!"
As calmly as I could, I said "Okay, that's fine. Hey, out of interest and nosiness, do you masturbate frequently? Not that there's anything wrong with it. I mean, I do it!"
Unabashed, Mary replied "Well, I suppose I do. It's usually if the real thing is not available or if I'm getting myself ready for the real thing. Sometimes I just need it, need the release – and the pleasure. Plus, I enjoy it. I enjoy touching myself. I love the textures and different bits of my pussy and I love getting it moist. I've enjoyed masturbating from my very first time I did it and I suppose that led me into my enjoyment of full sex. So, yeah, I do it a lot. Todd likes to watch me sometimes"
I risked a leading reply. "Anyway, as I said, that's fine, Darling. You just let me know if you need anything from me!"
"Sure will. That could be a real adventure!" she said enigmatically.
We turned in not long after that. I chose to sleep naked. Of course, Mary did too.
The sheet was folded across the width of the foot of the bed. We put our lights out and lay on the bed uncovered. I had left the curtains open because of the bright moonlight that night. It cast an eerie light but one that was a little bit sexy as well. I sensed Mary's hand go to her pussy. Her knees raised and splayed slightly. The bed shook very gently from her hand movements. I decided to try to help get her off even though it was, so far, uninvited. I leaned over and planted gentle kisses on her shoulder. I heard her sigh softly. I kissed her neck. She moved her head to one side to give me more room and I left a trail of kisses to her ear. I licked her ear, making wet sounds. As I did so, I slid my hand over her hip and upwards towards her breast. I heard soft panting sighs, hopefully sighs of appreciation of my part. I stretched my hand to gather up as much of the wayward breast flesh as I could. I needed two hands really but persisted with the one and caressed the impressive areola and erect nipple. That led me to see if Mary would mind me sucking on one of her amazing nipples. I began softly sucking and nibbling on the nearest one. It seemed to spur Mary on with her masturbating. Her gasping grew more intense as well. I ventured a hand again and stroked the inside of her juicy soft plump thigh, venturing closer to her pussy with each stroke. By now, the scent of her aroused pussy had reached my nostrils and I found it almost intoxicating. It certainly heightened my arousal to even greater levels. Suddenly, Mary grabbed my hand that was on her thigh and pressed it onto her wet pussy. She led my hand into masturbating her along with her own hand. Fuck, she was wet and her large mound felt luscious. Once she had got me trained in the frigging she liked and needed, she drew her hand away and left me to get her to her orgasm. I felt elated by the whole thing, not least that I was entering a new and very intimate phase with my lovely daughter. I gazed down the vista of her large body swathed in the moonlight, over the rounded dome of her belly and between the plump but shapely thickened thighs and then to the pronounced mound with the gash that I was currently penetrating with three fingers frenziedly fucking her.
Mary lifted her head and managed to breathily whisper directly into my ear. "Oh yes! That's it! Right there! Right there in my cunt! Fuck, I love this! This is so fucking hot! Oh fuck, yes! Get me there! Get me there, Daddy!"
I kept on plunging away into her pussy. The scent of her juices was growing stronger in the room and my own excitement included a very stiff erection and a lot of pre-come leaking. I don't know how long it took to get Mary to her climax but when it happened she gasped and squealed at a totally uninhibited level of volume. My chest swelled with both pride and excitement when it happened.
I slid my hand from Mary's crevice and lifted my head from her tit. She had flopped back into the pillows and was panting. As I looked at her gorgeous face, she mouthed "Lick me! Please can you lick me, Daddy!"
As I mentioned earlier, I seem to be quite effective when I perform cunnilingus – but performing on my daughter opened up so many new aspects. I know I'd just masturbated her but now I'd be pleasuring her really intimately with my mouth, actually being in erotic mutual contact with her vagina. I'd be tasting her in such a personal way. I'd be pushing my tongue inside her – penetrating her again but somehow so much more sensuously. Was I reluctant? Did I hesitate? Not for one nano-second! I quickly moved my self into place and Mary opened herself wide. Even in the dim light, I saw the magnificence of her cunt – the plump mound, the long gash, the proud lips, the peeping clitoris, all set between her wondrous big thighs. I wanted to remember that masterpiece forever. I even thought about photographing it. I didn't – not then anyway.
In between those thighs and noticing her lovely feet, I leant in and approached my daughter intimately. As my mouth pressed onto her wet pussy lips, I heard Mary groan with pleasure and her hands were placed onto my head. Straight after, she raised her legs and her feet were placed onto my back. I quickly realised that Mary has the biggest mound and longest gash I have ever encountered. I began to press my face into it, letting it fit me like an oxygen mask, taking my nose, mouth and some of me chin. I pressed my tongue into her hidden depths. I felt like I was in paradise. A momentary thought flashed through my mind about all of the cocks that had travelled through her – much more than fifty by now, I guessed. Then there was Todd. How many times had his cock entered Mary. In their time together he had likely fucked Mary well over two thousand time, maybe as much as three thousand. Imagine how much jizz that would be. Yes, this was certainly a magnificent pleasure giving cunt. Her taste was new to me – different – and wonderful. All women have tasted different to me and I've enjoyed every one of them.
I began long licks up her entire gash. After several of those strokes, Mary pressed down with her feet and raised her lovely big ass. I guessed what she wanted. I pushed lower, found her puckered little ass hole and danced my tongue on it, pressing to get part way in. There is something that is especially horny in this particular intimacy and I get hugely excited by doing it. The taste has an earthy sexiness and the pleasures are two way as far as my feelings go. I love to do it. Before too long I returned to Mary's gash and began some serious licking and probing. I guessed that I was getting her near to coming when she clamped my head between her cushioned thighs. Amidst her gasps she gently bucked and rolled, pressing her feet into my back. Then I heard her climax which was loud enough to penetrate my new ear muffs. There was a surge of additional pussy juices – not really a female ejaculation but certainly enough extra for me to gulp some down. And then Mary lay still, keeping me clamped and pressed to her pussy. I let her recover in her own time.
"Do what you want now, Daddy. Do whatever you want!" were her magical words. I responded as I felt appropriate now, given our wonderful new intimacy. "Oooh! That's what I wanted you to want!" she said as I slid my cock deep into her cunt.
I remember thinking right then that what I was doing was illegal, immoral, unconscionable – and it felt absolutely amazing. Even though Mary is a big girl, with a huge mound, inside she is quite tight. The sensation from her grip coupled with my huge excitement from this incestuous act gave me probably my best sexual feeling to date – and I'm sure that it will stay the best ever for me.
I drew an excited nipple into my mouth and caressed the other breast, kneading the plumpness. Mary licked my ear and whispered erotic words about pleasuring her cunt and wanting my cock since she got here. I was flattered by those words and then, again, I thought about the number of partners who had fucked her and the number of times Todd had entered her, those thoughts adding to my great excitement. This was my first time in Mary's wonderful cunt compared to lucky Todd's possible three thousand. I knew I'd never equal his number but I knew too that I would want this again. This excitement was superb and right up there on the scale, so I had to be careful not to erupt too soon. I was keen for Mary to have a climax from my cock.
She carried on the ear licking and sexy whispering as though she knew this one of my foibles. Carol would do it to me to bring on my ejaculation when she'd had enough of being fucked by me. Mary was now gasping erotically "Oh ffffffuck! Your cock is in my cuuuuunt! I want to feel you shoot your hot jizz deep into my soaking wet cuuuunt!" I knew that I soon would do that if she kept on talking that way. I tried to blank it out rather than stop her. After all, those words from daughter to father are very special – personal and oh so intimate. Next I heard Mary saying "I hope you like my cunt, Daddy. I've often thought about offering it to you, to let you fuck my cunt, long, slow, hard and loving. I've often wanted to feel your cock – hard and throbbing, deep in me. Now I am! I am feeling your hard cock pulsing in my wet gash. It's amazing! I love it!"
Then, Mary was biting her lower lip and her nostrils had flared as her breathing went harder, deeper and uneven, drawing the extra air her body demanded. I felt her warm exhaling wash over me. Suddenly, announced by a desperate-sounding " Uuuuuughhh!", she was there, shuddering and jerking involuntarily in response to the pleasures teasing her nerve ends. As soon as I could I placed my mouth on hers, kissing her deeply and sensuously as my cock ejaculated powerfully inside her. I realised that I was squeezing her hand, something I always did with Carol, and only Carol, as I climaxed in her. Right now though, I felt more than my usual spurts and they seemed longer and bigger. I guessed that my two days of arousal had built up quite a head of steam.
We both became still, me still on top and our mouths locked in that erotic kiss. Slowly we pulled apart but stayed in that position. Mary's eyes gleamed in the moonlight as she said "Daddy, that was awesome – beyond my dreams. You know I'll want that again, don't you!"
"Oh Darling! Me too!" I gasped, foolishly adding "if you refused me, I'd need to force you!"
"Wow! Now that sounds like a plan!" she replied and I played down any more thoughts like that. After all, it was amazing sex anyway. Then Mary asked "Did you like how I felt, Daddy, when you were in me?" I assured her that she felt amazing and she went on to say "I've always asked guys that. I guess I seek approval."
Taking that opportunity, I said "There have been lots of guys, haven't there. You're a lucky girl. One more now – me! Wow!." I was trying to get details while sounding approving.
She replied "Yes, lots Daddy! Do you want your number? Can you cope with that sort of information about your little girl?"
Given what we had just done, I wasn't thinking about my little girl, but I was adoring my big beautiful woman daughter. So what if she has had a lot of partners and a hell of a lot of sex. In fact, I liked the thought of her getting a lot of intimate pleasure. I nodded in reply.
"You are number seventy one, Daddy!"
"Wow! Lucky you!" I purred, excited and proud of her sexual achievement. "So Todd is number seventy?" I thoughtlessly asked.
She could have lied, I'd never have known, but she said "Err, no! Actually, he's sixty eight!"
I tried to make nothing of her confession, despite my intrigue. "Oh, well, there's bound to be a good story or two for another time." Then I moved the topic on to my other mid-sex thought. "So Todd, lucky guy. He's fucked you loads, hasn't he!"
"I'll say! Not enough lately, but in the early days he was insatiable. Mind you, so was I. I couldn't get enough of his cock - or tongue! We could fuck several times a day. We'd turn each other on throughout the day if we were alone together. He could take me half way through dinner. I might ride him while we watched a movie on TV. At night, we'd fuck when we turned in and probably again in the middle of the night – and then there was morning sex, so yeah, a lot of fucking. And before you ask, I don't know how many times but we did try to work it out once not long ago, based on our typical week and we got it to more than four thousand in our time together!" Mary confessed.
"Fuck!" I gasped, this time with jealousy. Four thousand fucks!
Mary clarified "I mean that's four thousand times he's climaxed. We used that as the thing to count. I've climaxed more times than that with him. I virtually never miss – and I do love my orgasms."
I intruded where part of me knew I shouldn't. "I'm guessing Todd's a big guy, bigger than me I suppose?"
"Fraid so, Daddy, by at least an inch, no thicker though and I think your cock head is bigger. But hey, it felt just as amazing with your cock, better in some respects. It's really hot, fucking with your Dad!" I left that alone at that point.
We snuggled up together, pulled the sheet over us and caressed each other a lot before we drifted off to sleep. I woke a couple of times in the night. On one of those occasions, Mary was on her back with her legs wide open. I thought about licking her some more. It had been a while since I'd had cream pie. I didn't do it at that point but when dawn broke, I woke first. Mary was on her back still and her legs were open. I gently eased out of bed and got back onto the bed at the foot and between her legs. I moved my face close to her lovely pussy. I could scent our sex and I felt a thrill in my chest. I slowly and softly pushed my tongue into her wet crack, sensing some of our dried juices on the edges. I pushed my tongue in between her lips and tasted our sex from a few hours earlier. Mary groaned as I probed deeper and pressed my lips onto her mound. Fuck, I enjoyed the raw, earthy intimacy of this act. I was easily reminded of my times with Carol and her enjoyment of me having a cream pie. I thought too about Jean pushing me into it after I had ejaculated in her lovely pussy. I knew that my excitement from doing this was much more in my head than any physical arousal. But, that morning, licking my daughter's cunt only hours after I had pushed my jizz into her was a new high for me, one that I'll cherish.
Mary's chest was heaving now, her voluminous tits wobbling erotically. She was bound to be awake but she stayed in her torpor enjoying my cunnilingus. I got her to a climax surprisingly quickly. As she peaked, her hands landed on my head and she ground her mound all over my face. I was painted with our combined juices.
When I eventually left our sex bed, I did so because an idea had dawned on me. I went to dig out my waterproof camera kit, my diver's weight belt and some flippers. My plan was one which would be both exciting to actually do but also provide a photographic record of it and something quite erotic. Once I got all the bits together and checked them, I went to find Mary to share it with her. To my surprise I found her still in bed, reading some printed sheets of paper. I realised immediately what she had found and I coloured up even before she spoke.
"Wow, Dad, this is hot stuff! Where did you get it? Hey, did you write it?"
I decided to be open with my daughter now that we had a very new and intimate aspect to our relationship. "Well, yes, Honey, I wrote it. I did it to put it on a website called Literotica – the name is self explanatory. I did it because – well – because I quite enjoy writing stuff like that and I suppose I wanted to get something out of my system."
My clever daughter homed right in on the kernel of my story. "But Dad, it's about you and Mom, isn't it – and Tom! Fuck, yes, that's it, it's about the time Mom was having her affair. Shit, Dad, you've made it sound like you enjoyed Mom having her affair – like you enjoyed being a cuckold!"
I spluttered as I tried to gather suitable thoughts. Again, I chose to be as open with Mary as she had been with me since she got here. I sat beside her and started to explain. "Well, you see Darling, if you're ready to hear detail like this, when your Mom decided to have some sexual fun with Tom, it seemed to really enliven her sex life with me too. At first I just took it as a phase but when I opened my eyes, I realised the true enormity of it, yet I did nothing to alter things. I thought it would pass and, in any case, I was getting some good sex – albeit some of it was a bit raunchy."
"A bit raunchy!" Mary exclaimed, "Mom was rubbing your nose in it! Literally! Or literotically, I guess!"
I gasped at her graphic description, but I realised she was right. "I'm sorry, Darling. Maybe I was pussy-whipped but that was what I did. In truth – and I suppose I can talk like this to you now – I did enjoy it. I found the humiliation strangely exciting. The sex was amazing. I knew what I was doing. I could tell some of what had gone on beforehand and I still went along with it. There were times when I even shook Tom's hand knowing that he was fucking my wife behind my back, realising he'd be laughing at me. He might even know the sort of things I had done with your mother. He might know a lot of personal stuff about me. Somehow it all had excitement for me. My embarrassment was coupled with a strange arousal and thrilling feelings. I can't explain how or why, it just did."
Mary gently interrupted again. "I've read about stuff like this, Dad. It's not unheard of, you know. I do read stuff on Literotica too as it happens. In fact, I've read a few of this sort of story and I think some of them are true – like yours. So, you're not alone and you're not weird. But fancy Mom getting you to do that stuff. She must've really been getting her rocks off when she teamed up with Tom. I must admit, she does tell me a few of her personal details which I used to say was too much information but, secretly, I loved to hear it. Mostly it was just about her and Tom and how good the sex is, justifying her actions, I guess."
I mused about that mention of 'how good the sex is'. I tried to subtly challenge it by saying "I'm sure it was the thrill of the affair that made it good for her."
Mary quelled that notion but set something else running in her reply. "No Dad, she still crows about it. In fact, she even told me stuff when I was there just a few days back. That's why I didn't ... well, actually I'd better leave that bit. So, what're you thinking we'll do today, Daddy."
I wasn't going to let her faux pas go. I said "What didn't you do or say or whatever it was. You made it sound very intriguing. What aren't you telling me? Come on, we're close enough for no secrets at all now."
Mary shook her head "No, let's leave it, Dad."
"Come on, Mary, tell me!" I urged.
Mary pulled a face, puffing out her cheeks as she considered what to do. After the pause she said "Okay, but remember, you asked – okay?" I nodded.
Mary continued. "Well, when I rowed with Todd, I went to Mom's, like I've told you already. After a couple of days, during which Mom had boasted about her sex life, Tom tried it on with me!"
I gasped in shock and a disbelief that rapidly evaporated as I recalled the guy's capabilities. Mary continued. "Earlier, Mom and I had got into a conversation after she'd gloated about Tom's cock size. 'He's much bigger than your father' she'd said. I couldn't argue that then but I said that Todd was big. Actually, Todd was nearly my biggest of all my guys. And yes, it was a factor in us getting together. Mom described Tom's size in more detail and then I knew he was bigger than Todd."
Apart from the bizarre image of mother and daughter contesting their menfolk's cock size, I'd rapidly worked out that I was trailing a poor third here.
Mary went on. "So, we left it that Tom was the bigger guy. Next day, and not connected to that conversation, Tom tried it on with me when Mom went to work early. He came into my room when I was still in bed. He was in his dressing gown and I thought he was just bringing me coffee. I was sleeping naked. As I sat up, he said 'No need to pull the sheet up like that, you have a lovely body, leave it on show.' Part of me was indignant – but part of me felt a buzz. You remember I said that I like to be seduced. Well, Tom turned the charm on and it worked. I began to get flattered, aroused and moist. He had sat beside me and he stroked my bare arm. He held my other hand as he charmed and flattered me. The bed sheet slipped, revealing more breast and I didn't pull it back up. He got bolder and teased the sheet lower until my breasts were fully revealed. He gently caressed one breast and then kissed the other. I just let my head fall back onto the pillows and closed my eyes, shutting out the guilt and accepting the thrill. I suppose I doubted that Tom would take it very far. I was wrong, very wrong! The sheet was pulled lower and my pussy was now on view. I felt my thighs being gently opened. He moved his position and I felt kissing around my navel and then down to my pussy. I realised that I had instinctively put my hands on his head. His tongue teased my clitoris and licked through my gash. I was wet for him and becoming hot for him. I lost any remaining qualms. I had decided to let him fuck me. He did. He grabbed my ankles and roughly pulled me down the bed and then he opened his dressing gown. His cock was erect – and I saw for myself that he is bigger than Todd – and thicker. I like big cock and I wanted this one. As I set my eyes on his cock, I opened my thighs and offered my cunt to him, Daddy. I offered my cunt to my mother's husband! He took it – with great gusto, giving me a pounding fuck which got me off three times at least. He climaxed, spurting his stuff on my face and belly as I lay there practically stunned."
"Fuck!" I blurted as she paused. "He's cuckolded me again, the bastard!" But my anguish could not disguise my equally apparent arousal. My cock bulged in the boxers I had put on earlier and within myself I could feel a surging exhilaration. "He fucks my wife and now my daughter!"
Mary reacted in a wonderful way. She lay back, opened her thighs and this time she was offering her cunt to me. I stared at her moist state, the crinkled dark pink flesh glistening with her juices, the scent of our recent sex becoming heavier in the air. I stood and slid out of the boxers. Mary's story-telling was enough foreplay for us both. My cock entered her with joyous ease and I was soon fucking her with little self control. She thrust upwards to meet my oncoming cock. We both climaxed within two minutes and lay there, heaving pants of breath and holding hands to commit to each other.
"Was that it with Tom?" I dared ask.
"No!" Mary imparted with a cruel honesty. "As Tom left my room he said "We don't need your mother to know that you desired me and lured me in, do we!" I shook my head, wrong-footed by his coercive control. That night I heard the loud sex that he had with Mom, perhaps he was spurred on by his conquering of me, the way Mom was by his conquering of her. I even masturbated as I listened to them. I felt envy, not jealousy. I wanted him too. I had enjoyed his cock. It had felt so good in me and the fact that he is my step-father had made it even hotter. Next morning, he appeared again once Mom went off to work. We didn't speak, neither of us feeling the need. I opened myself to him and he fucked me again, this time his cock erupted his juices deep inside me. He left me, violated, bedraggled and hugely contented. That evening Mom boasted about the wonderful sex she'd had the night before, even saying 'You must have heard us, Tom was on fire!' The following morning he turned up once more. This time he led me to his and Mom's bedroom and showed me the damp patch on the bed, saying it was Mom's juices from their morning sex less than an hour earlier. He pushed my face in it, ordering me to sniff up their sex smells. I did as I was told. Then he pulled me onto hands and knees and gave me another amazing and satisfying fuck even though an hour earlier his cock was satisfying Mom. He slapped my ass as he fucked me and I even enjoyed that. I was committed to visiting you already Dad, which was probably just as well. I was worrying that it would be hard to keep it from Mom if I stayed much longer, Tom was so cavalier with it all. And, I didn't want to get hooked on sex with Tom, as good as it is. Being at his beck and call would be too risky. I speculated in my mind that he might try to engineer a threesome with, me, him and Mom! And I wasn't even sure that I would have resisted that notion. But anyway, like you, he made me feel good about my body. He took it, used it and enjoyed it and I enjoyed him using it for his pleasure – but not as much as I enjoy you! Last night was just heavenly. And this morning!"
I smiled at Mary's final remark even though her story had whipped up a maelstrom of emotions in me. It took me a lot of the morning to settle down again. I did that by parking my old but re-wakened experiences and by consoling myself that Mary was here with me and that she and I would share much more sex than she had had with Tom. I felt in competition.
However, I explained my idea for the day to Mary and after breakfast and a few chores, we set off for the lake again. It was another blue skies hot day, which would add to our plans, not least by warming the lake water. Mary was wearing the minimum of clothes again, just a short skirt and a tee shirt. At the lakeside, she was quickly naked, enjoying the feel of the sun and the breeze on her bare skin. There was no need for either of us to be coy now and I was soon naked too.
I got my camera ready and tested it by taking a few pictures of Mary before I put the waterproof case onto it. I put my weight belt on and the flippers, then both of us waded out into the lake. As soon as I was able to submerge, I swam out to a depth that enabled be to lookup at Mary swimming just below the surface but above me. The weights kept me at that depth without naturally rising to the surface. I am quite adept at holding my breath for quite long spells so I knew that I'd get some suitable opportunities for photographing Mary.
I surfaced and Mary and I ran through the plan again. Then I dropped to the depth I had planned. Mary swam just below the surface in a straight line, passing above me. With my camera set to fire continuously whilst I had the button pressed, I captured pictures of Mary underwater, swimming with her arms trailing, but more importantly, her pendulous tits hanging from their own weight, only drawn slightly backwards as Mary moved through the water. As she passed right over me, the lens captured her proud mound too, with alternating thighs framing it in consecutive frames.
After the underwater shots, I got some of Mary cavorting in the water, the curving mid-water dives, the erupting through the surface – all capturing the best of her wet nakedness in the bright sunshine. We met together in a depth where I could just stand with the water lapping under my chin. Mary clung to me as she had the day before. Her hand found my cock again and, of course, I was hard. I groped her tits again, loving the sexy feel of the soft flesh.
Suddenly Mary sprung upward and came down clamping her legs around my torso. She slowly slid lower and, guessing her intent, I held my cock upright. Her cunt found my cock head and it slid over my entire length of cock. I skewered her and she gasped "Some cool water got in too!" she spluttered.
We attempted to 'mate' in the water but the practicalities were too tricky. Even with Mary's arms and legs clinging around me, we struggled to stay above water. In the shallows, Mary could ride me as I stayed on my back but we both decided that we were land animals so we emerged from the lake and lay down in some lush long grass. It was about a foot tall and very soft and comfortable. With Mary on her back now, I mounted her, penetrating her with ease. The joy of this sex was our wet bodies and Mary's size enhanced the fun that the wetness gave us. We slithered together as we fucked. I played with her slippery tits and we kissed passionately. Mary easily reached her first orgasm and her guttural gasp echoed around the valley. She demanded doggy style next and that had added excitement too from us both being wet. I reached under her to grope her swinging tits, pulling the long nipples and squeezing the amazing orbs. Even just smoothing the palm of my hand over her wet back and then underneath on her lovely plump belly felt erotic for both of us.
The doggy style brought on a short bout of queefing from Mary's pussy as the excess air rasped out but we both ignored it as Mary approached a climax. With hindsight, I guess it sounded funny around valley to any wildlife that heard it. It was soon overtaken by more of Mary's orgasm gasps.
I held off from my climax and we lay side by side on our lovely grass bed, talking intimately and erotically about our sex. It led Mary to ask me to take some more photos of her on land. "And I'd love a pussy portrait too, Daddy!" she added.
We spent twenty minutes or so taking some very horny shots of her gorgeous big curvy body and some close ups of her pussy. I caught the glint of sunlight on her bare wet skin in many of the pictures. The pussy shots were intimately graphic, with all the pink hues of her opened gash caught by the camera. My hard on never faded during the photography.
Mary was soon eager for more sex but we briefly swam again to get soaking wet again, having enjoyed that aspect so much. Back on the grass, Mary got me to lie down and she straddled me, firstly for some licking and then for some fantastic fucking during which I revelled in playing with her huge tits again. To my delight, Mary eased up off my cock as I neared my climax and took my cock head in her mouth. I spurted heavily and she didn't let any escape. She showed me my jizz on her tongue before she swallowed.
We stayed naked by the lakeside for quite a while, occasionally dipping to cool off or to cavort with one another. I freely admit that I loved all of the slithering and sliding over her big wet body. It was hugely exciting and had me hard most of the time. Again, even the relative coolness of the water didn't prevent these erections. One of our exciting discoveries was the different thrills gained from underwater hand jobs. Mary did me as we stood neck deep in the lake. I remember watching my jizz spurt into the clear water and feeling the added pleasures of the cool water on my cock head. I beached her on her back with her head and tits out of the water then I frigged her to a noisy climax. Mary said the cool effect made her clit feel wonderful as she orgasmed below the surface. Having stiffened again as I gave Mary the hand job, I mounted her straight after and pushed my cock into her warm depths. That was a great feeling and we both climaxed in the water that way too.
I guess we were lucky to avoid any after effects from the lake water getting everywhere – but, even so, it was worth the risk to have those amazing feelings enhancing our climaxes.
Very satisfied, we trudged back to the cabin to avoid the hottest sun of the day. After open air showering together, we relaxed on the deck. Mary, who stayed naked, asked if I had any more writing like that stuff I'd done for Literotica and I let her have some that I had not put on the site for fear of it being outside their rules. Every so often, as she read it, she would yelp "Wow!" or "Fuck me!" or "Da-aa-ad! That's dreadful – but really hot!" I guess that some of my cuckolding stories and some other actual experiences, flowered up with my fertile imagination, gave Mary even greater insights into her father. I even let her read my accounts of my sex with Jean, although they were anonomised and I didn't explain the actuality of them. I found it horny to be telling my daughter about my sex life in this way. I'm not sure how much of my cuckold stories she believed to be fact but there was a lot of truth in my written words. Maybe I'll put them up on the web one day.
Watching Mary as she read my stories, touching herself, caressing her breasts, teasing her clitoris all added to my enjoyment of her seeing my writings. I decided to be bold when she stopped reading. I asked her for a heavy duty sexual experience of her own.
After Mary had said "Okay Daddy, now, let me think!" she began her story with me having to promise not to let Todd know that Mary had shared it with me. I could understand why as her story unfolded. It involved Todd losing a Poker bet in which he had been forced by lack of cash to stake a night with his wife, with her agreement! I was quite shocked but also elated by the story, partly because it made a cuckold of Todd and I felt pleased that I was not the only cuckold around. I also enjoyed hearing Mary tell me about some more of her sexual adventures. It is strangely exciting now that Mary and I have been intimate, especially as she told me about the actual sex in gorgeously juicy horny detail.
Needless to say, Mary's story, which I committed to memory with the intention of writing it, perhaps to publish on Literotica, got us both very turned on. Even though we had earlier enjoyed a lot of sex by the lake, both Mary and I wanted some more. I was soon between her thighs licking her beautifully sexy big pussy lips, Mary holding my head. She squealed through an immense orgasm during which she clamped my head between her thighs again. We followed this with another fuck, a gentle fuck with Mary on top and me massaging her magnificent tits.
As we enjoyed each other's body, Mary said "Daddy, I'm gonna stay the extra few day, if that's okay!"
"Why the fuck wouldn't it be okay?" I half-asked, thrilled by her intentions.
"Oh, you know I was being polite. Truth is, I'm loving our new relationship. I can't get enough of this cabin life and our intimacy. I think I need a lot more of it before I venture back to my other life."
I grinned at my sexy BBW daughter and looked forward to the rest of our time together at the cabin – and hopefully a lot more encounters after that.
Changing the subject back to my favourite topic, I said "Hey, have you been tempted to try any other guys?" I realised I'd enquired a bit foolishly when Mary replied.
"Yeah – you – and Tom!" she teased.
"Okay! You know what I meant." I replied.
Mary confided "To be honest, Dad, I have – but I've not done it yet. Actually, Phil, one of Todd's other friends from the card game, tried it on with me not so long ago. It was at a party. We'd had a few drinks. He got me alone in a room. We made out. He groped my tits and I fondled his cock. He tried to fuck me there and then. I said 'Your wife's here!' and he eased back. I teased him by taking a rain check. Maybe I'll see him after I get back."
I picked up on one point that Mary had made. "So you'd set out to fuck a married guy then?" I asked.
"Yeah I would if he had made some of the running in the first place. I like Phil's wife, Melanie, and I wouldn't let an extra-marital fuck get out of hand, but – hey – if a guy comes on to me these days I'm gonna go for it. Hell, I fucked Mom's husband – and her ex-husband!" We both laughed at that observation, then I got serious in a naughty way.
"Do me a favour, Mary." I asked. "If you do fuck this Phil guy, tell me all about it. I'm finding our new closeness very interesting and you've seen stuff that I write. So, share the details with me – please." She happily agreed.
We spent the remaining days of Mary's stay doing the same sorts of things – eating, sleeping, swimming, lazing and fucking – lots of fucking. We were like newly weds, having sex all over the place and very frequently. It was three, sometime four times each day. Morning sex in bed, outdoor sex in the day, once or twice each day and bedtime sex. I'll admit that Mary's new size thrilled me hugely. It had created or woken a desire within me for very intimate contact with my own daughter, a desire that she readily accepted and fulfilled. We talked a lot about it and it was clear from both of us that the sex and the intense intimacy was giving us both pleasures and excitement we'd never experienced before. We both knew that we would want a lot more of it in our lives.
The morning that Mary had to go back home arrived. Mary woke before me and she nestled onto my morning wood. I sucked her wonderful tits as she took her first climax. I had cream pie for breakfast. We showered in the morning sun under the outdoor shower.
With my car loaded, we set off for town. Mary showed me that she was travelling without panties again by letting her dress ride right up her thighs. I admit that I kept looking over at her lovely cunt and her plump thighs and, yes, I stiffened.
To my immense delight, Mary said "Daddy, let's fuck one more time. How about here, in the long grass." I didn't need persuading. We were soon naked, clothes cast all over and we settled into our nest in the grass. I was running my hand over the curves and domes of my daughter's big beautiful body. She clamped my head with her thighs as I gave her pussy some more licking. I mounted her lovely big body and pressed my hard cock into her again once she had climaxed from my cunnilingus. I delighted in another opportunity to fuck my daughter, again enjoying the way her cunt held my cock.
Mary licked and nibbled my ear as the sun and sex caused us both to sweat. "Oh Daddy, I can't believe how good it feels to be fucked by you. I'll always open my thighs and offer you my cunt now. Make sure you keep fit enough to fuck your big girl." I spurted as her words concluded with a lot more licking in my ear. We lay there caressing and talking as we both came down off our sexual highs. Mary took some of my tissues from the car to wipe her wet slit and I carefully took the wettest one, folded it and put it safe in my pocket, hoping the scent of her cunt would last a while.
"Will you be expected to perform tonight – for Todd?" I nosily pried.
"I fucking hope so or what will that tell me after I've been away two weeks!" she blurted. I grimaced but then Mary added "It'll be make up sex though, so it'll be a good long fuck. Will you want to hear about it?" I thought about Todd, reminding myself that this cuckold had cuckolded him. I nodded.
In town, we checked her car over but went into the diner before Mary set off. Jean was on duty. As Mary chose our table I went to order. Jean was pleased to see me and after I explained that Mary was setting off shortly, she quietly offered me an afternoon session and I felt myself stiffening. I readily agreed. Where my sexual stamina was coming from, I don't know, but long may it flow.
Mary and I embraced after we left the diner and we said our farewells with promises of another visit before the end of summer. We both wanted a passionate full-on-the-mouth kiss but had to contend with kisses on the cheek. Mary teased me by saying "I still have a lot of your stuff in my cunt. It'll be finger licking good for my journey."
After Mary drove off, I went back to the diner for another coffee to await Jean finishing her shift.
"Big girl, your daughter!" said Jean.
"Big beautiful girl!" I added.
"Yeah, definitely. Can tell she's yours – got a lot of you in her!"
I choked on my coffee.
When I had recovered, Jean put her head closer to mine and said "I hope you don't mind me saying but – she was commando – you know – no panties." I just looked at Jean with widened eyes. She added "Some of the regulars noticed. Even moved seats to see better. She made no attempt to hide it."
I shrugged my shoulders. What could a father say if his adult daughter wants to display her pussy around town.
"Married is she?" Jean asked. Before I'd answered she said "Big girl! She'd sure take some humping!"
I realised I now had a silly grin on my face.
At Jean's place, she was quickly ready for business, stripped naked and on her bed, casually touching herself as I wrestled with my boots. "I had a thought." she said. "Being as you get lonely up at your cabin, if I take a Monday off, I could come up there for a long weekend, if you wanted."
The idea appealed but I cautiously said "On our commercial basis?"
"Well of course, Honey!" she said. "That way, I can't refuse you anything. Special rate though for Friday night to Monday afternoon."
I looked at her body and I knew it would be worth it. "Do you swim?" I asked. "Naked?" She smiled and I stiffened even more.
Then Jean said "Hey, Darlin', you got grass stains on your knees – and on your ass!'
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