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Of course, it was Chastity Palmer’s idea...to give their three daddy’s a Christmas surprise.
The three lucky dad’s; Mr Dwyer, of recent dress up Santa luck with his own daughters’ arse, Mr Phillips; Erica’s dad; and because Chas had been a ward of the state, lucky Monseigneur Bernard was invited in loco parentis…. well it was Christmas nearly…the night before….
Mathew Dwyer, Lewis Phillips and Bernard were hopefully sure what was going to unfold, the night before Christmas. Though the girls insisting they sit on the lounge and watch a video clip wasn’t a super encouraging start. Nor the girls dressed in sloppy unrevealing onesies like the were ready for bed. Still the guys processed bed as good and hopefully again nothing under the onesies.
“Settle guys... the wait will be worth it, “said Chas; as she started the video.
The haste of daddy’s when they think they just might access the forbidden.
Chas had a plan to tease all three gents to the edge of sexual delirium. The key word being the edge, they had to keep daddy’s hard for the deeds; if they stayed the distance, it would be memorable.
The guys weren’t sure again when left with a clip from a chick flick as the girls left the room: with Chas being stern, “Daddy’s all don’t you dare move.”
The girls needed the clip for their costume change. Erica Phillips especially hoped unknown daddy’s cock would be up for the task ahead of it. Her arse was divine and she knew it. Daddy would learn about the true meaning of Christmas giving soon enough she hoped. What lass doesn’t want daddy to be proud of her. Mr Phillip’s was already, she was a champion state athlete, but her arse, well it was unknown.
Lewis seated on the lounge, with the other ‘dad’s’ groaned. Not with pleasure. Shit his dream girl; his daughter; had left him with a frickin chick flick for them to watch. He had had his daughters’ arse once. What’s better than having your daughters’ arse once, well twice off course.
The video: Lindsay and the girls were about to Jingle Bells Rocks. Yeah, it’s sexy but it’s not raunchy and it’s not Chas Palmer, red head extraordinaire unleashed or your own daughters’ assets revealed and used. The cute ranger’s reputation always preceding her. Chas never wondered why. She was a sexual quest seeker and well, hey your first Christmas at eighteen is just asking for something unforgettable. Chas liked leaving an extraordinary pussy scented memory trail. Beth and Erica just needed their hot arse-holes filled.
Erica, Beth and Chas had time to put on cute costumes that needed repeated Yuletide outings while the guy’s watched; well a video clip.
Still; Bernard who knew the girls well and Matty Dwyer who had got to check out his own daughter’s personal gift-wrapped private arse-hole at Beth’s department store had some idea of what might unfold. Erica’s dad was in fantasy land still. Reality would hit his cock beautifully; yes, his own daughter.
Three daddies were about to be put on a polar express to cock delight before they even realised it.
The chick flick was wending its way through the attractive but in the end only mildly suggestive routine of Jingle Bell Rocks...when the real cock rocking action got underway.
Erica Phillips, the very tall brunette; was in front of her dad and Matty and Bernard; from through the hallway door in a stunning lawn green sequined strapless, elfish tutu. The guys would have taken in the knee high red and green hooped stockings with red bows and her elbow length red gloves, if it wasn’t for her gorgeous titties swaying over the top of the costumes breast cups as she moved in time to the end of Jingle Bells Rocks.
Chas Palmer joined her and the dad’s dicks were straining in their pants. Her candy cane outfit was all lickable, but her cute cherry nipples were what they wanted to lick. Her breasts so creamy and fleshy fluffy with those hard-twin points. Her striped leg warmers hinted at more girly warmth between her so smooth thighs. My she was one sultry, sexy slut.
Beth Dwyer’s lime green elf dress was a cock releaser. Nothing else for it.
Three dads’ almost simultaneously releasing the meat for a much-needed stroke, as Chas told them it was okay; “Daddy’s all, get it out; it’s okay, we want to see it; work that meat, it’s in for a treat.”
Beth joined the Jingle Bells Rock routine with Erica and Chas. However, while the young blonde wasn’t flashing tit like her dance partners, she was pantiless and had flicked up her dress for the full commando view, her true angel wings or getting to the detail that really counts: her crinkly pink skin flapettes without their covering pelt...the trio of dads were beyond impressed...they were all stroking impressed.
Chas and Erica thought Beth was moving the tempo a tad fast. But the silly introductory Jingle Bells Rocks was finished anyway. They had their own original Twelve Days of Christmas to really rev up the already overheated dad’s.
The girl’s actions were hilarious, provocative and suggestive of what the guys were about to finally get...as they hit their lines...Beth leading Acapella...with her true toned angelic voice...
“On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, twelve ball sacks swinging, eleven porn stars casting, ten g spot fingerings, nine dildo’s ramming, eight panties a stuffing, seven cocks a milking, six sluts a shaving, five O’s… a sequencing, four calling whores, three licking lezzies; two rapid fucks and a boner filling up my tight hiney... "
There is something overpoweringly raunchy about really sexy feminine girls pretending to have balls. Maybe it was the anticipation of how they were going to massage their daddy’s sack packs, as the finished the twelfth day…
Their simulated orgy for eleven days was beautifully expressive nipple to nipple brushing. Beth lifted her skirt for ten and her fingers went straight to her g –spot. A bit like its really here daddy. Erica of course inserted a candy cane vibrator into Beth’s arse for the ninth countdown. In and out precisely nine times for full effect.
For eight it looked like Chas was going to make Beth put her missing panties back on...wrong dad’s...she stuffed them in good and proper in between her friend’s pink puffy pussy winglets. They gave seven quick strokes on each daddy’s cock in turn, but no more as they careened to number six. Mr Phillips most enjoying his own daughter’s slender twining grasping fingers in those gloves and well Beth did linger a bit longer at her daddy’s foreskin too. Chas did the extended single wide tongue slide from shaft to head on Bernard.
For six; Beth only had light blonde fuzz above her creased slit, but Erica whipped up the shaving cream and sprayed it on her tarty glistening coochie... and Chas did a few quick expert blade swipes to shine her right up. Her cupid’s femwinglets glistening, radiating need and seeking immediate attention; dazzling brighter than the star on the top of any Christmas tree. My oh my; did Matty Dwyer love his daughter and her shaved goodies.
They did a compelling sequence of five; ‘Oohs for the big O. Mr Phillip’s thinking; god his daughter Erica had one beautiful shaped mouth for cock sucking. Beth’s musical talent allowed her to hit stunning pitched O’s with a vulnerable mellifluous too sexy near perfect imitation orgasm. The girl would be able to fake it if she had too. However, she never needed too in life, she knew her clit, she knew her cunt, she knew her arsehole and knew how to make guys deliver climaxes everywhere with her own self-help.
As they started four calling whores, the guys could tell they were one short. But creative Chas wasn’t going to be caught out and grabbed an inflatable dolly with a Chrissy hat and a candy dildo up its butt ...for their routine.
Three licking lezzies was too easy, their tongues swooping across each other titties. They mimicked a gorgeous row of three doing some butt humping grinding as they rapidly chorused two. And for their finale, they were over on the lounge relieving their dads from working their own meat sticks...with all round steady hand jobs...driving the mature dad’s wild with the promise of...’ and a boner filling up my tight hiney.’
A trio of head jobs were underway. Yes; Beth on her own dad; Mr Mathew Dwyer; Erica on her gorgeously erect father Lewis, that’s what dads are for; and Chas on an old favourite Bernard; whose excitement was in this for the long haul.
Cocks were getting quality girlie treatment: copious gobbling, elegant licking and bodily indulgence. Very creative. Very direct. Very dirty. Basically: it was frickin awesome head jobs times three. Time to move on daddies. Daughters have needs here too. The young ladies getting their fathers fully naked before their own full striptease encore.
A strip tease trio...hats lobbed over their dads erect pricks like quoits, leggings d****d over their naked chests, skirts wriggled to the floor, panties dangled in front of daddies noses for a quick whiff...then the scene was dominated by the immediate pussy right in the parental face....Mr Dwyer within inches of the pussy angel pink wings of his own daughter Beth’s and Erica’s femmorsels of free formed, cunny skin; dangling for her daddy; but when the natural treat of excessive meat curtains like a Chas are flapping in your face...you don’t really see beyond that; Bernard for the moment needed nothing more in his range of vision. Besides the ranga was popping out her jelly bean sized cupid’s bead for the Monsignor: he knew what he needed to lick directly.
Beth had her daddy Matty; cuntstruck. He loved this beautiful pussy. His daughter Beth was the eternal, the divine Miss Pussylicious.
Lewis had balls and was using them. Balls enough to get on with licking out the pussy in front of his face. His own daughter. Erica’s mound was nuzzled right into her dad’s face. Her sweet pleats divided by his tongue and they were both underway to losing themselves as a separate but conjoined entity in the room. Lewis was hitting some his daughter’s key spots well, by deliberate design.
Beth saw Erica was greedily into face sitting her dad and thought that was a terrific idea too. Bernard was hard tonguing Chas; really massaging her clit.
Chas was wet enough already and sat her coochie over her substitute dads expectant rod. Bernard was greeted by the warm ride he remembered. But this was special. He knew it would be the last time with Chas. It was the fundamental when cock and pussy get together... they like to party.... and Ms Palmer was party grinding hard. She set her rhythmic intensity and they both were panting with recurring pleasure pulses and throbbing skin connecting passion.
Beth saw Chas was way ahead of her and spiked herself onto her daddy. Her father’s cock suddenly surrounded by warm, wet, comfort. Beth was happy cock filled. Her dad who had loved her tight arse as lucky Santa, was equally enjoying her naturally tight youthful pussy.
Erica gave daddy Lewis what he needed, her slit. Lewis; her father gave Erica what she needed a really decent fat cock fuck. She was humping. He was pumping. It was powerful, good sex. Both somehow this pair knew arse was coming.
Good sex is great sex. Dirty sex is awesome sex. We have three eighteen-year-old females celebrating their first adult festive season and these three knew their agenda. The guys, were guys, and dads too; being led by their cocks, they were up for anything.
Uncapped pleasure is open ended pleasure. Erica’s arse was getting jealous of her pussy. Erica needed to fix that quickly. She whispered into daddy’s ear where he needed to put his finger. Lewis her dad didn’t hesitate. His digit sinking deep. Erica was well on the way to rear end happiness.
Beth was so competitive and well even though Daddy had had her arse once; who was having currently having the pussy the fuck of his life; well it was his first: with his daughters coochie; was suddenly offered her chocolate starfish territory again. That the sweet, butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth Beth, wanted her daddy’s prick, hard and deep in her butt crack again, well she just guided it in and Matty nearly lost his jizz load straight away. Wow, this was pleasure intensified. Beth steadied him with gentle tightness. Just for daddy; a special tight gentle grip. Then daddy was holding his cum and his sweet pea went feral; she banged her arse-hole down on daddy’s cock, squeezed her arse rim as she lifted and wrenched her body and his cock upwards. Then sweetest life as she repeated this action, over and over. Anal cheery delight. Anal exploration as only a daughter can give a dad. A wicked Christmas present.
Lewis was plugging his daughter’s Erica’s rear chute with old fashioned gay abandon. Fuck she was tight. She was athlete toned; but it was like she toned her arse muscles too, the lovely bitch, his daughter. Yeah Erica exercised and toned every frickin muscle in her body. She especially loved her arse’s capacity for pleasure receiving and giving. Tightness beyond tightness for her dad. She wanted to impress him with her prowess beyond what he had seen as an athlete. This was rear end body prowess. This was anal dexterity by a young woman beyond what a female her age should know and be capable of doing. So dirty, dirty, dirty just for dad. Giving her all with her anal cosy cock enclosure.
Lewis had always referred to arse as a date locker. It was obvious why it should be called a cock locker. Fuck his daughter had him fastened. His cock battened in. Secured, fixed, hemmed in …you name it, his daughter was delivering the anal squeeze and jam on his happy pecker.
Chas was enjoying a good hard fuck. Her clitty was grinding right into Bernard’s pubic bone and her coochie muscles were tensing and releasing pleasurable waves of complete joy for two. She had had two orgasms already. Bernard knowing it was likely his last ever time with her; was about to rattle the tackle and explode his full cum load in her; a final cream-pie; something he had never given her, she liked it her mouth as her finale. Chastity saw the glazed vacant look crossing his eyes. She was off him and down ready for his gravy before he could blink. He thought oh well, fine.
However, the daughter she should have been to even a priest; knew the technique to stay a cum release. A talented vixen indeed. Her arse, yes Bernard, she didn’t need to say anything, but she did; “Look Bernard, just for once, you can cream my arse not my mouth, go for it”
And Bernard was there in the arse-hole of the ages; delicious ranga Chas Palmer; an arse so memorable in its gifted abilities dispensed on cock comforted in its depths. Because she was a woman of impeccable depth. So frickin ball deep in her arse-hole. Bernard was only aware of her enveloping arse rim. Taut, clasped, so skin sharing tight. He creamed her deep, he creamed her big, wad after wad, so much that he just perceptibly made her constriction relax with a slush of man juices, relaxed enough to keep jagging into her till he felt the hardness leaving him. And that took a while with her back-passage grip.
“Oh lick it up and share it back to me, Bernard, you have to seer this in your mind” she said , bent over; her legs behind her ears, her crack pink raw and seeping globs of cum, pearl beads of congealed jizz, winking her arse to let a steady stream trickle around her butt hole for Bernard’s hungry tongue. He was then delving in her arse, building a slurry to share from his mouth.
Chas got cum where she really liked it at the end of sex, her mouth. She loved its taste, she loved its swirl and sticky texture around, on and under her tongue. She gulped it down with a satisfaction like it was sexual protein.
And Bernard said what he hoped she would deeply like to hear: “Always see me as your dad; keep in touch; just in touch, you have done more than enough for my body this year”
Erica wanted her butt crack creamed as usual, and wasn’t coy just because the cock was her dad’s. Lewis’ cock was well moulded deep in her brown berry and his meat piston churned out a whopper load. Well it was his daughter. It oozed out in a tacky creamy slippery spread over the brunette’s pink gaped ring. One happy daddy. One happy daughter.
Erica seeing what Bernard was doing to Chas’s oozing cum from her butt also got her dad to look see and nodded it was okay to copy-cat this. Oh man, your daughter’s arse is filled with your cock, and you get allowed the sensational release, to cum fill her arse, your cum in her arse to rim and lick, well joy beyond joy. Oh, joy to the world, it was Christmas and here was a family sharing it.
It had looked like Marcus who would spill and flaccid out from the moment the girls started their Jingle Bells Rock routine but he was proving to be his own daughter’s superman. He was into it, butt sex was cool with your daughter, even the second time because it probably meant a third, he realised and… He was relaxed and stroking into his Beth, providing the experienced full deep graceful arsehole stroke combined with the compelling, restrictive pleasurable, girth ring filling stroke.
Erica and Chas looked at the dad and daughter; they were finished; but Beth and her dad were staying like they were a veteran couple. On and fucking on. Butt fucking heaven. It looked like they could keep going all night.
Finally: Daddy Matty; creamed his daughter Beth in her pleased arse with his satisfied prick. Erica then swooped on Beth’s rim to lick up the seeping jerk juices before they dribbled to the floor. Beth’s really sensitive gaped back slit luxuriated in the delicate attention as the brunette’s tongue groomed her adorable sweet blonde friend’s; pink cupid’s ring, back to its usual pristine shiny clearness. Beth’s dad and Lewis and Bernard could only watch in admiration.
The puckering of Beth’s balloon knot remained the tell-tale sign of a great arse filling, noticed Chas. Our ranga understood the magic of touch…the transformation of body energy in sex; the direction of body energy, the pulse of energy, the sheer joy of energy shared, energy received and energy given, and Beth and her Dad had it. She was happy for Beth. Erica, she knew like herself was more than capable of sourcing her own pleasure; including now her dad. Erica was licking her lips right now.
Chas realised: William Blake was right “Energy is eternal delight” Though the great poet wasn’t thinking rippling sexual energy like the red head. Then just for a moment in her happy sex filled life Chas was wistful. She had never known her mum or dad. Given up at birth to the state, raised by nuns. So talented with her mind as well as her body. God she would have given anything to know genuine family like her two girlfriends. Yet she realised in a weird way she had stumbled across her true non-biological family; her dad in the world; her intellectual and physical sexual quest equal; yeah Bernard; she would keep in touch; he was way too interesting and he did actually care beyond the great sex.
Chas had that sombre thinking minute and then she whispered to Erica...well they were still two hours out from Christmas and tonight had great unfinished potential with three daddies’ quickly recovering by the minute.
Desire rebuilds energy fast; especially if its silky panties reworking up a man’s meat and you can watch your daughter play with another guy’s pecker too.
“Let’s get these cocks active again...girls” said Chas...” Christmas maybe coming tomorrow, a couple of hours ...but before that...we have arse swapping jizz relief duties with all our dad’s.”
The three lucky dad’s; Mr Dwyer, of recent dress up Santa luck with his own daughters’ arse, Mr Phillips; Erica’s dad; and because Chas had been a ward of the state, lucky Monseigneur Bernard was invited in loco parentis…. well it was Christmas nearly…the night before….
Mathew Dwyer, Lewis Phillips and Bernard were hopefully sure what was going to unfold, the night before Christmas. Though the girls insisting they sit on the lounge and watch a video clip wasn’t a super encouraging start. Nor the girls dressed in sloppy unrevealing onesies like the were ready for bed. Still the guys processed bed as good and hopefully again nothing under the onesies.
“Settle guys... the wait will be worth it, “said Chas; as she started the video.
The haste of daddy’s when they think they just might access the forbidden.
Chas had a plan to tease all three gents to the edge of sexual delirium. The key word being the edge, they had to keep daddy’s hard for the deeds; if they stayed the distance, it would be memorable.
The guys weren’t sure again when left with a clip from a chick flick as the girls left the room: with Chas being stern, “Daddy’s all don’t you dare move.”
The girls needed the clip for their costume change. Erica Phillips especially hoped unknown daddy’s cock would be up for the task ahead of it. Her arse was divine and she knew it. Daddy would learn about the true meaning of Christmas giving soon enough she hoped. What lass doesn’t want daddy to be proud of her. Mr Phillip’s was already, she was a champion state athlete, but her arse, well it was unknown.
Lewis seated on the lounge, with the other ‘dad’s’ groaned. Not with pleasure. Shit his dream girl; his daughter; had left him with a frickin chick flick for them to watch. He had had his daughters’ arse once. What’s better than having your daughters’ arse once, well twice off course.
The video: Lindsay and the girls were about to Jingle Bells Rocks. Yeah, it’s sexy but it’s not raunchy and it’s not Chas Palmer, red head extraordinaire unleashed or your own daughters’ assets revealed and used. The cute ranger’s reputation always preceding her. Chas never wondered why. She was a sexual quest seeker and well, hey your first Christmas at eighteen is just asking for something unforgettable. Chas liked leaving an extraordinary pussy scented memory trail. Beth and Erica just needed their hot arse-holes filled.
Erica, Beth and Chas had time to put on cute costumes that needed repeated Yuletide outings while the guy’s watched; well a video clip.
Still; Bernard who knew the girls well and Matty Dwyer who had got to check out his own daughter’s personal gift-wrapped private arse-hole at Beth’s department store had some idea of what might unfold. Erica’s dad was in fantasy land still. Reality would hit his cock beautifully; yes, his own daughter.
Three daddies were about to be put on a polar express to cock delight before they even realised it.
The chick flick was wending its way through the attractive but in the end only mildly suggestive routine of Jingle Bell Rocks...when the real cock rocking action got underway.
Erica Phillips, the very tall brunette; was in front of her dad and Matty and Bernard; from through the hallway door in a stunning lawn green sequined strapless, elfish tutu. The guys would have taken in the knee high red and green hooped stockings with red bows and her elbow length red gloves, if it wasn’t for her gorgeous titties swaying over the top of the costumes breast cups as she moved in time to the end of Jingle Bells Rocks.
Chas Palmer joined her and the dad’s dicks were straining in their pants. Her candy cane outfit was all lickable, but her cute cherry nipples were what they wanted to lick. Her breasts so creamy and fleshy fluffy with those hard-twin points. Her striped leg warmers hinted at more girly warmth between her so smooth thighs. My she was one sultry, sexy slut.
Beth Dwyer’s lime green elf dress was a cock releaser. Nothing else for it.
Three dads’ almost simultaneously releasing the meat for a much-needed stroke, as Chas told them it was okay; “Daddy’s all, get it out; it’s okay, we want to see it; work that meat, it’s in for a treat.”
Beth joined the Jingle Bells Rock routine with Erica and Chas. However, while the young blonde wasn’t flashing tit like her dance partners, she was pantiless and had flicked up her dress for the full commando view, her true angel wings or getting to the detail that really counts: her crinkly pink skin flapettes without their covering pelt...the trio of dads were beyond impressed...they were all stroking impressed.
Chas and Erica thought Beth was moving the tempo a tad fast. But the silly introductory Jingle Bells Rocks was finished anyway. They had their own original Twelve Days of Christmas to really rev up the already overheated dad’s.
The girl’s actions were hilarious, provocative and suggestive of what the guys were about to finally get...as they hit their lines...Beth leading Acapella...with her true toned angelic voice...
“On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, twelve ball sacks swinging, eleven porn stars casting, ten g spot fingerings, nine dildo’s ramming, eight panties a stuffing, seven cocks a milking, six sluts a shaving, five O’s… a sequencing, four calling whores, three licking lezzies; two rapid fucks and a boner filling up my tight hiney... "
There is something overpoweringly raunchy about really sexy feminine girls pretending to have balls. Maybe it was the anticipation of how they were going to massage their daddy’s sack packs, as the finished the twelfth day…
Their simulated orgy for eleven days was beautifully expressive nipple to nipple brushing. Beth lifted her skirt for ten and her fingers went straight to her g –spot. A bit like its really here daddy. Erica of course inserted a candy cane vibrator into Beth’s arse for the ninth countdown. In and out precisely nine times for full effect.
For eight it looked like Chas was going to make Beth put her missing panties back on...wrong dad’s...she stuffed them in good and proper in between her friend’s pink puffy pussy winglets. They gave seven quick strokes on each daddy’s cock in turn, but no more as they careened to number six. Mr Phillips most enjoying his own daughter’s slender twining grasping fingers in those gloves and well Beth did linger a bit longer at her daddy’s foreskin too. Chas did the extended single wide tongue slide from shaft to head on Bernard.
For six; Beth only had light blonde fuzz above her creased slit, but Erica whipped up the shaving cream and sprayed it on her tarty glistening coochie... and Chas did a few quick expert blade swipes to shine her right up. Her cupid’s femwinglets glistening, radiating need and seeking immediate attention; dazzling brighter than the star on the top of any Christmas tree. My oh my; did Matty Dwyer love his daughter and her shaved goodies.
They did a compelling sequence of five; ‘Oohs for the big O. Mr Phillip’s thinking; god his daughter Erica had one beautiful shaped mouth for cock sucking. Beth’s musical talent allowed her to hit stunning pitched O’s with a vulnerable mellifluous too sexy near perfect imitation orgasm. The girl would be able to fake it if she had too. However, she never needed too in life, she knew her clit, she knew her cunt, she knew her arsehole and knew how to make guys deliver climaxes everywhere with her own self-help.
As they started four calling whores, the guys could tell they were one short. But creative Chas wasn’t going to be caught out and grabbed an inflatable dolly with a Chrissy hat and a candy dildo up its butt ...for their routine.
Three licking lezzies was too easy, their tongues swooping across each other titties. They mimicked a gorgeous row of three doing some butt humping grinding as they rapidly chorused two. And for their finale, they were over on the lounge relieving their dads from working their own meat sticks...with all round steady hand jobs...driving the mature dad’s wild with the promise of...’ and a boner filling up my tight hiney.’
A trio of head jobs were underway. Yes; Beth on her own dad; Mr Mathew Dwyer; Erica on her gorgeously erect father Lewis, that’s what dads are for; and Chas on an old favourite Bernard; whose excitement was in this for the long haul.
Cocks were getting quality girlie treatment: copious gobbling, elegant licking and bodily indulgence. Very creative. Very direct. Very dirty. Basically: it was frickin awesome head jobs times three. Time to move on daddies. Daughters have needs here too. The young ladies getting their fathers fully naked before their own full striptease encore.
A strip tease trio...hats lobbed over their dads erect pricks like quoits, leggings d****d over their naked chests, skirts wriggled to the floor, panties dangled in front of daddies noses for a quick whiff...then the scene was dominated by the immediate pussy right in the parental face....Mr Dwyer within inches of the pussy angel pink wings of his own daughter Beth’s and Erica’s femmorsels of free formed, cunny skin; dangling for her daddy; but when the natural treat of excessive meat curtains like a Chas are flapping in your face...you don’t really see beyond that; Bernard for the moment needed nothing more in his range of vision. Besides the ranga was popping out her jelly bean sized cupid’s bead for the Monsignor: he knew what he needed to lick directly.
Beth had her daddy Matty; cuntstruck. He loved this beautiful pussy. His daughter Beth was the eternal, the divine Miss Pussylicious.
Lewis had balls and was using them. Balls enough to get on with licking out the pussy in front of his face. His own daughter. Erica’s mound was nuzzled right into her dad’s face. Her sweet pleats divided by his tongue and they were both underway to losing themselves as a separate but conjoined entity in the room. Lewis was hitting some his daughter’s key spots well, by deliberate design.
Beth saw Erica was greedily into face sitting her dad and thought that was a terrific idea too. Bernard was hard tonguing Chas; really massaging her clit.
Chas was wet enough already and sat her coochie over her substitute dads expectant rod. Bernard was greeted by the warm ride he remembered. But this was special. He knew it would be the last time with Chas. It was the fundamental when cock and pussy get together... they like to party.... and Ms Palmer was party grinding hard. She set her rhythmic intensity and they both were panting with recurring pleasure pulses and throbbing skin connecting passion.
Beth saw Chas was way ahead of her and spiked herself onto her daddy. Her father’s cock suddenly surrounded by warm, wet, comfort. Beth was happy cock filled. Her dad who had loved her tight arse as lucky Santa, was equally enjoying her naturally tight youthful pussy.
Erica gave daddy Lewis what he needed, her slit. Lewis; her father gave Erica what she needed a really decent fat cock fuck. She was humping. He was pumping. It was powerful, good sex. Both somehow this pair knew arse was coming.
Good sex is great sex. Dirty sex is awesome sex. We have three eighteen-year-old females celebrating their first adult festive season and these three knew their agenda. The guys, were guys, and dads too; being led by their cocks, they were up for anything.
Uncapped pleasure is open ended pleasure. Erica’s arse was getting jealous of her pussy. Erica needed to fix that quickly. She whispered into daddy’s ear where he needed to put his finger. Lewis her dad didn’t hesitate. His digit sinking deep. Erica was well on the way to rear end happiness.
Beth was so competitive and well even though Daddy had had her arse once; who was having currently having the pussy the fuck of his life; well it was his first: with his daughters coochie; was suddenly offered her chocolate starfish territory again. That the sweet, butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth Beth, wanted her daddy’s prick, hard and deep in her butt crack again, well she just guided it in and Matty nearly lost his jizz load straight away. Wow, this was pleasure intensified. Beth steadied him with gentle tightness. Just for daddy; a special tight gentle grip. Then daddy was holding his cum and his sweet pea went feral; she banged her arse-hole down on daddy’s cock, squeezed her arse rim as she lifted and wrenched her body and his cock upwards. Then sweetest life as she repeated this action, over and over. Anal cheery delight. Anal exploration as only a daughter can give a dad. A wicked Christmas present.
Lewis was plugging his daughter’s Erica’s rear chute with old fashioned gay abandon. Fuck she was tight. She was athlete toned; but it was like she toned her arse muscles too, the lovely bitch, his daughter. Yeah Erica exercised and toned every frickin muscle in her body. She especially loved her arse’s capacity for pleasure receiving and giving. Tightness beyond tightness for her dad. She wanted to impress him with her prowess beyond what he had seen as an athlete. This was rear end body prowess. This was anal dexterity by a young woman beyond what a female her age should know and be capable of doing. So dirty, dirty, dirty just for dad. Giving her all with her anal cosy cock enclosure.
Lewis had always referred to arse as a date locker. It was obvious why it should be called a cock locker. Fuck his daughter had him fastened. His cock battened in. Secured, fixed, hemmed in …you name it, his daughter was delivering the anal squeeze and jam on his happy pecker.
Chas was enjoying a good hard fuck. Her clitty was grinding right into Bernard’s pubic bone and her coochie muscles were tensing and releasing pleasurable waves of complete joy for two. She had had two orgasms already. Bernard knowing it was likely his last ever time with her; was about to rattle the tackle and explode his full cum load in her; a final cream-pie; something he had never given her, she liked it her mouth as her finale. Chastity saw the glazed vacant look crossing his eyes. She was off him and down ready for his gravy before he could blink. He thought oh well, fine.
However, the daughter she should have been to even a priest; knew the technique to stay a cum release. A talented vixen indeed. Her arse, yes Bernard, she didn’t need to say anything, but she did; “Look Bernard, just for once, you can cream my arse not my mouth, go for it”
And Bernard was there in the arse-hole of the ages; delicious ranga Chas Palmer; an arse so memorable in its gifted abilities dispensed on cock comforted in its depths. Because she was a woman of impeccable depth. So frickin ball deep in her arse-hole. Bernard was only aware of her enveloping arse rim. Taut, clasped, so skin sharing tight. He creamed her deep, he creamed her big, wad after wad, so much that he just perceptibly made her constriction relax with a slush of man juices, relaxed enough to keep jagging into her till he felt the hardness leaving him. And that took a while with her back-passage grip.
“Oh lick it up and share it back to me, Bernard, you have to seer this in your mind” she said , bent over; her legs behind her ears, her crack pink raw and seeping globs of cum, pearl beads of congealed jizz, winking her arse to let a steady stream trickle around her butt hole for Bernard’s hungry tongue. He was then delving in her arse, building a slurry to share from his mouth.
Chas got cum where she really liked it at the end of sex, her mouth. She loved its taste, she loved its swirl and sticky texture around, on and under her tongue. She gulped it down with a satisfaction like it was sexual protein.
And Bernard said what he hoped she would deeply like to hear: “Always see me as your dad; keep in touch; just in touch, you have done more than enough for my body this year”
Erica wanted her butt crack creamed as usual, and wasn’t coy just because the cock was her dad’s. Lewis’ cock was well moulded deep in her brown berry and his meat piston churned out a whopper load. Well it was his daughter. It oozed out in a tacky creamy slippery spread over the brunette’s pink gaped ring. One happy daddy. One happy daughter.
Erica seeing what Bernard was doing to Chas’s oozing cum from her butt also got her dad to look see and nodded it was okay to copy-cat this. Oh man, your daughter’s arse is filled with your cock, and you get allowed the sensational release, to cum fill her arse, your cum in her arse to rim and lick, well joy beyond joy. Oh, joy to the world, it was Christmas and here was a family sharing it.
It had looked like Marcus who would spill and flaccid out from the moment the girls started their Jingle Bells Rock routine but he was proving to be his own daughter’s superman. He was into it, butt sex was cool with your daughter, even the second time because it probably meant a third, he realised and… He was relaxed and stroking into his Beth, providing the experienced full deep graceful arsehole stroke combined with the compelling, restrictive pleasurable, girth ring filling stroke.
Erica and Chas looked at the dad and daughter; they were finished; but Beth and her dad were staying like they were a veteran couple. On and fucking on. Butt fucking heaven. It looked like they could keep going all night.
Finally: Daddy Matty; creamed his daughter Beth in her pleased arse with his satisfied prick. Erica then swooped on Beth’s rim to lick up the seeping jerk juices before they dribbled to the floor. Beth’s really sensitive gaped back slit luxuriated in the delicate attention as the brunette’s tongue groomed her adorable sweet blonde friend’s; pink cupid’s ring, back to its usual pristine shiny clearness. Beth’s dad and Lewis and Bernard could only watch in admiration.
The puckering of Beth’s balloon knot remained the tell-tale sign of a great arse filling, noticed Chas. Our ranga understood the magic of touch…the transformation of body energy in sex; the direction of body energy, the pulse of energy, the sheer joy of energy shared, energy received and energy given, and Beth and her Dad had it. She was happy for Beth. Erica, she knew like herself was more than capable of sourcing her own pleasure; including now her dad. Erica was licking her lips right now.
Chas realised: William Blake was right “Energy is eternal delight” Though the great poet wasn’t thinking rippling sexual energy like the red head. Then just for a moment in her happy sex filled life Chas was wistful. She had never known her mum or dad. Given up at birth to the state, raised by nuns. So talented with her mind as well as her body. God she would have given anything to know genuine family like her two girlfriends. Yet she realised in a weird way she had stumbled across her true non-biological family; her dad in the world; her intellectual and physical sexual quest equal; yeah Bernard; she would keep in touch; he was way too interesting and he did actually care beyond the great sex.
Chas had that sombre thinking minute and then she whispered to Erica...well they were still two hours out from Christmas and tonight had great unfinished potential with three daddies’ quickly recovering by the minute.
Desire rebuilds energy fast; especially if its silky panties reworking up a man’s meat and you can watch your daughter play with another guy’s pecker too.
“Let’s get these cocks active again...girls” said Chas...” Christmas maybe coming tomorrow, a couple of hours ...but before that...we have arse swapping jizz relief duties with all our dad’s.”
Geraldine
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