The ex answered the door, looking surprised to see me standing there. I usually dropped by unannounced, but there was a schedule of sorts to it. As requested, I usually didn’t stop by on Tuesday or Thursday. She didn’t know I knew, but those are the days she’s really horny.
Before you wonder how I know, it was completely accidental. I’ve always been into new tech, and one day I was playing with a micro recorder when I got something I didn’t expect. I’d accidentally left it on voice activation and left it on my nightstand. So when I went to play with it again later that night, there was a sound file on it.
I took it with me when I went to the store to see what it had captured. It was just everyday house noises, so I was fast forwarding until I heard a noise I didn’t recognize. I ran it back a bit, then hit play.
The sound of Heather humming to herself came over the headphones. Then I heard a drawer open and close. That stumped me for a moment; most of the things we had were in the closet or laying out. Then I heard the shuffle of paper, and the noise I wondered about came across loud and clear.
Something buzzed for a few seconds, and I knew exactly what it was then. It was her vibrator. Heather was horny. Then I was stunned. The sound repeated itself, only it sounded slightly different. She had both of them out that day. This was going to be interesting to say the least.
I heard the rustle of paper, and I could picture what she had there. Her latest favorite was a porn magazine that had gone hardcore. I knew of two favorites she had in that one. The first was the lesbian scene. That made her simply crazy. The second was a bunch of girls sucking and fucking at gloryholes. Anonymous cum made her nuts too.
I heard one toy come on, and it made a rhythmic sound. I knew she was teasing her clit to get things started. Then the pitch changed, and I knew that bad boy was buried to the hilt in that hot pussy of hers. I could hear it moving, changing pitch as she fucked herself with it.
Then number two kicked on, and I heard a soft, “Oh fuck yeah!”
Heather was fucking her ass and pussy. I listened to the entire thing, and when she came all over her toys, I was close just from the sound of it.
Back to her place that day though. She invited me in, looking a bit confused.
“What are you doing in town today?”
I smiled and replied, “I’ve got a story for you, and you’re not going to believe it. I’m not sure I do to be honest.”
She went to the couch to sit, and motioned for me to do the same. When I was comfortable, I started my story.
“Remember way back when I was working for that ISP?”
She nodded. Of course she did; that gave us free internet for years. “Well, back then I got lucky and it was one I didn’t tell you about.”
Before we divorced, she had me tell her all about my cheating. Then she’d fuck me, saying she was reclaiming me at that point. Not to say that I was a prolific cheater, but we fucked for a solid 30 days before she filed papers.
Not hearing about this one bothered her, and I could see it. “You didn’t say anything about this one?” I could even hear the irritation.
“Dear, that was almost 20 years ago. Get over it. Do you want to hear this story or not?”
“So I met this girl. Her name was Mandy, and she caught my eye right away. The day I met her, she was wearing this amazing sundress. She was a busty blonde, with nothing on under the damn thing of course. And that dress was open in the back, all the way down to the top of her ass. So she was showing off quite a bit.”
Heather raised an eyebrow at that, but kept silent.
“So on my way home that evening, she followed me. We ended up pulling over at a lake along the way and playing a bit. She was a hell of a kisser, and you know me. My hands were all over those tits of hers as we did just that.”
“How big were they?”
“If I remember correctly, she told me they were 36D. I wasn’t complaining anyway. So after a bit of that, she surprised me by pulling me over to a large rock, unzipping my jeans and sucking me off.”
Smiling, Heather said, “Well that wasn’t horrible at least.”
“That’s not even the end of it. It gets much hotter.”
“Then wait right here.” She stood up, disappearing into her room for a few minutes. When she came back, she had something in her hand. I had no idea what it was until she sat down and flipped a button on it.
The quiet buzzing I heard and her immediate gasp told me right away she had a remote controlled vibrator, and she was going to have fun as I told her my story. I just shook my head and said, “Really dear? Remote controlled?”
“I might as well have some fun while your tell me about your conquest.”
Fuck that. With a smile I said, “Then it won’t bother you if I join you. This is a hot story.”
I unzipped then, right next to her and pulled out my hand shaft. I started stroking it as she stared. Then I continued.
“So a few weeks later, she gets in touch again and tells me sakarya escort she’s in my area. That was perfect because I was on the air that day, and not far from shutting the place down. So I invited her out to the station. The best part was when she said, ‘I’m wearing the dress again.’ That really got me going.”
Heathers eyes were closed as she listened. She was into it; I could see that.
“So about 2 seconds after she walks in, her tongue is in my mouth and my hands are on her bare ass, caressing it. I asked her how it was going and she told me that she’d gotten pregnant just recently. That was perfect for me, and I told her so. When she asked why I told her, ‘You don’t have to worry about condoms. You can’t get pregnant again, right?”
Heather was starting to breath harder. I could hear it in her voice as she asked me, “So what did you do?”
“I ended up sitting in a chair with her straddling me. That bare pussy was right there, and I undid her top, releasing those tits. I nipped hey hard nipples as she undid my jeans.”
“That must have been awkward.”
“It was. She wanted to fuck, and that position just wasn’t working. So finally I bent her over my bosses desk, and fucked her from behind. When I filled that pussy with cum, she just smiled.”
I saw Heather’s finger touch a button, and the speed increased on her toy. “So what then?”
“After that night, she disappeared. I never heard from her again. Now the story gets really interesting.”
I could see the look on her face. Better than fucking a hot naked slut? She had to hear this.
“So I’m cruising my favorite fetish site one day, and this 19 year old messages me. You know how I’m listed on there, right?”
She smiled. “That’s the Daddy Dom site, right?”
“Right. She wanted to roleplay Daddy daughter of course, and after I saw her pictures I told her to come right over. So I’ve got the entire place on auto, and I’ve recorded my show so I’ve got time. About that time she walks in.”
“What was she wearing?”
“Shorts and a t-shirt. She was hot too. 30 seconds after she walked in she asked me if there was somewhere we could be alone. So I took her down to the conference room.”
I heard the buzz increase again, and Heather gasped. “So then what happened?”
“We both got naked so fast your head would spin. Then she looks at me and says, ‘So what do you want Daddy?’ I told her I wanted my baby girls mouth around my cock.”
Heathers eyes were wide as she listened. “Did she do it?”
“Hell yes! Right away too. She dropped to her knees and swallowed me right down. Then after a few minutes of that she looked at me and asked, ‘Would you like to try out my hot pussy Daddy?’ Like I’m going to turn that down.”
Heather was breathing harder then. My story had an unintended benefit; she was going to cum soon.
“So eventually we end up with her on her hands and knees, and I’m fucking her like there’s no tomorrow. Then I hear her say, ‘Cum in me Daddy. Cum in your little girls pussy.’ So a few strokes later I did just that.”
Heather was close to the edge, and I smiled. “You might want to turn that thing down a bit. This is where it gets really strange.”
She didn’t like it, but she did. And my story continued.
“So every weekend we fucked, and I can’t tell you how amazing it is to hear someone scream, ‘Fuck me Daddy!’ I really got hooked on it. Then one weekend, nothing. No texts, no instant messages, nothing.”
I saw Heather frown slightly. She wasn’t expecting that turn of events.
“So that night I’m closing up the place, and just as I’m ready to go out the side door, I see someone standing on the porch there. It’s a woman; I can see that much. And she’s waiting for someone. So I walk over to the glass and look out. And my jaw dropped right there.”
I paused then, and Heather had to ask. “So who was it? Do you have a stalker or something?”
“No. It was Mandy. 20 years older, but I recognized her right away.”
Heather gasped at the turn of events, and asked me, “What did you do?”
“I opened the door and invited her in. She looked sightly amused at seeing me again. So I took her up to the office in front to talk.
She told me what had happened all those years ago, and I caught her up on what I loosely call my life. Finally she got to the point of her visit.”
“Oh my God. What was that?”
“She had this file in her hand. When she mentioned me looking at it, I got this uneasy feeling. But I turned on a call
desk light and checked it out.”
Heather had no idea where this was going, and she was hanging on every word at that point.
“So I’m flipping through pictures going back almost 20 years. There were ones of her pregnant, and finally ones of a cute little baby girl. I watched that kid grow up through those pictures, until the final one taken sometime after her high school graduation. I recognized her right away from that. My Daddy daughter partner was Mandy’s daughter.”
“Oh escort sakarya my fucking God! You’re kidding me! That is just so strange!”
“Get ready to kick that toy on high, because it gets even stranger. There was one last paper in there. It was a birth certificate, and the name of the Father listed there was the air name I used at that station long ago.”
The ex’s eyes went wide. “You’ve got a kid? Oh my God!”
“Think about it dear. That’s not the point.”
It hit her then. Heather flipped that toy on high and came right there as she realized the girl I’d been playing Daddy daughter with was my real daughter.
When she’d finally turned the toy off and caught her breath she said, “You’d been fucking your own daughter without knowing it. That’s really hot!”
“Exactly. And now her Mom wanted be to know. She wasn’t pregnant when we fucked; she told me a little white lie. But she wanted to be, and after that night she was.”
“Did you tell her what you and her daughter had been doing?”
“I didn’t need to. Her daughter left her account open on the PC one day and her Mom found out. She came to see me because the messages sounded familiar.”
“So what happened then? Did you two, you know…”
“Did I fuck Mandy then? You’re damn right I did. I got her buck naked right in front of those big picture windows and blasted her pussy full of cum again right there “
Heather was taking that all in, so I waited to see what her next sentence would be. I knew she was imagining me fucking both Mom and daughter, and that was almost what I had in mind. Finally she gave up and asked.
“So what are you doing here? Besides giving me mental images to make me cum for years.”
We both laughed at that, then I got to the point.
“Here’s what I’m thinking. She’s mentioned she really wants a Daddy Mommy daughter threesome. So how’d you like to fuck my daughter with me?”
She stammered a bit, making me smile inwardly. I waited a few moments and then said, “Look Heather, don’t even give me that not ready to try it bullshit. You used to love licking my face clean after I did you, and you never complained about your juices on my cock either. Besides, there’s the whole lesbian hotline thing too. Remember that? I know you’ve done it since we divorced. Am I right?”
She blushed, but finally I saw her small nod.
“I knew it. Who was it just out of curiosity?”
“My first was Hayley, and it was when we went to that convention together. We were drunk and did each other all night.”
I always suspected that, and now it was confirmed. “So you’ve got no reason to say no. So get dressed and come with me. I’m working tonight and she’ll be there.”
“What should I wear? Isn’t this ok?”
She was wearing her usual around the house dress, and I shook my head.
“I want to see you in shorts and the flimsiest oldest t-shirt you’ve got. I want to almost be able to see your tits through it. Got it?”
She nodded and went to change. A few minutes later she walked back in, knocking my socks off with the way she looked. Those shorts hugged her ass, and the t-shirt was old and thin enough that i could easily see the color of her hard nipples poking out the front.
I tucked myself back in my jeans and we headed out to the car. Buckling in I heard her say softly, “Now this is familiar.”
I smiled, sitting in her driveway. Looking back at her I motioned her over. She bent over and i said, “This would be familiar dear.”
I pulled her head to mine, kissing her right there. When her tongue slid into my mouth, my hand automatically went to one of those big tits, playing with the nipple. I had to stop after a few minutes. If I hadn’t, there was no way I’d make it to work. I would have fucked my ex right then and there.
Getting to the station was another thing. I saw her smiling as we walked in. “I haven’t been in one of these with you in eons you know.”
“Not since that one time that time for away from us, and the morning guy caught us naked and fucking.”
I recorded my entire show again, giving me hours to play. I gave Heather the tour then. When we got to the front office, her eyes widened.
“This is where you fucked her Mom? Damn!”
The floor to ceiling widows gave a clear view of the street. We were maybe 10 feet away at best from any cars passing by. I walked up behind Heather then.
“All anyone passing by had to do was turn their head and they’d have seen everything.” My hands went to the bottom of Heather’s shirt then. “Just imagine a car coming by as I was doing this.”
I started pulling her shirt up until those 38DD tits were exposed. I felt her gasp, and saw her head turn to look and see if anyone saw. I pulled her shirt completely off, then started slipping those shorts down her legs.
She leaned back and whispered in my ear then. “Are you going to fuck me right here and now?”
Looking at my phone, I knew I had to stop.
“No. My daughter’s going to sakarya escort bayan be here in about 15 minutes. Let me show you where I have this planned out as happening.”
I led my now naked ex wife down to the conference room. Pointing out the chairs there, I told her to wait. It wouldn’t be long.
I waited upstairs until my newly discovered daughter walked in.
“Hi Daddy. And this time I guess it’s really Daddy isn’t it?”
I nodded. “Yes it is. Is that going to be a problem?”
“Hell no! Fucking my real Daddy is even more exciting than roleplay. And you know how much I love that.”
I did, and there was no way I could resist those braless C cup tits or that tight ass in those shorts.
“I’m glad to hear that, because I’ve got a surprise for you today. Follow me.”
She followed me down the stairs, and to the conference room. When the door opened, in the dim light she could see my ex standing there naked.
“I brought Mommy along today just to fulfill your wish.”
My daughter didn’t waste any time. She walked forward and hugged the ex saying “Hi Mommy! We’re going to have fun today aren’t we?”
My ex nodded. “We are baby girl. Why don’t you and Daddy get undressed and join me?”
That sounded really good, and moments later I had my daughter naked in front of the ex. She turned to help me off with my clothes, but I turned her back toward Heather.
“I can do this. Go have some fun with Mommy now.”
I started undressing as she walked right over to Heather and kissed her. My daughter was one hell of a kisser, and Heather found that out first hand. I saw the first tentative kiss, then Heather’s eyes opened wide as my daughter’s tongue slipped into her mouth.
By the time I’d thrown my clothes on the floor and joined them, my daughter had kissed her way down Heather’s neck and was working on her nipples with her tongue and lips.
The look of lust on Heather’s face was unmistakable. “Oh my fucking God!”
I watched my daughter’s lips surround one of those hard nipples and smiled. “I know, she’s something else isn’t she?”
I leaned over myself then and sucked the free nipple into my mouth. Glancing up I saw Heather’s eyes were closed, and her hands were gently resting on our heads as we played.
My daughter kissed her way back up, capturing Heather’s lips with hers again. I had a close up view this time, and when Heather’s hands started roaming, I was into it. So was she obviously. Watching her hand cupping another woman’s tits was something I’d always wanted to see, not to mention seeing her tongue slipping and sliding in another girl’s mouth. Finally my daughter broke off the kiss, and turned to look at me.
“Mommy’s fun!” She said that with the biggest smile on her face.
“Yes she is.” My smile wasn’t as big, but then again she was my ex, so I can’t say that the sex was regular anymore. But that night was going to be a good one, and I knew just how to start it out.
“Come here baby girl. I’ve got an idea. Let’s fulfill part of your fantasy right now, shall we?”
She smiled and came to me. I had her stretch across the table there in front of us. It was just wide enough. Her ass was right on one edge, and her head was right near the other.
I looked at her spread out there and walked over to Heather. “So what do you think?”
“She is fucking amazing. She takes after you I see.”
“Actually she takes after her Mom. You’d love her. Speaking of that, here’s the plan. Pull your chair up between those legs of hers. It should be the perfect height for you.”
“What are you going to do?” Heather had a smile on her face when she asked me that.
“I’m going to fuck that hot little mouth of hers. For beginners anyway.”
I moved around next to my daughter’s head, watching my ex scoot her chair forward. I saw her put both hands on her thighs, and then slide them slowly upward. She leaned in then, and as I watched fascinated, her tongue snaked out, tasting my daughter’s pussy.
My daughter moaned and then wrapped a hand around my cock. I was busy watching what I’d always wanted to see; Heather eating pussy. I reacted to her hand though as she pumped me slowly, finally moving me toward her hot mouth.
Her head was tipped back and she took my length. I was torn between watching my shaft disappear down her throat or watching Heather making her body jerk with her tongue and fingers. Glancing at Heather, I could see the shine from my daughter’s juices on her face as she did her best.
That and watching my cock disappear between her lips had me close, and I was doing my best to hold off. Luckily right then I slipped out of her mouth. The ex’s tongue was about to send her over the edge.
I watched my daughter grab her tits, squeezing them as her body shook. I saw her back arch and her hips jerk against Heather’s lips.
“Oooooo Mommy!”
When she moaned that, I almost came without even being touched. Heather was obviously good; she allowed her to ride out her orgasm, and then slowly stopped.
Heather stood up and walked over to me. I couldn’t resist then; I wrapped a hand in her short hair and pulled her head to mine, tasting my daughter on her lips. That surprised her to say the least, and after licking her face clean, I had her change places with my daughter.