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I had been away at college for several weeks, so I was looking forward to getting home and seeing my mum and dad again. It had been my first term away, and really the first time I had been away for any length of time, so I had missed them both, especially my Dad with whom I had always been very close, and with whom I felt I had always had an especially close relationship.
I'd spoken to them both many times on the phone of course, and we had kept in touch by Skype, but I was still almost c***dishly excited about seeing my parents again, particularly my father.
I have to say here that I had had one or two strange dreams recently, dreams that had featured my father playing with his erect cock while watching me sleep, and each time I had woken up I had found my pussy all damp and sticky, so I had obviously been aroused and maybe even been fingering myself in my sleep. Maybe because of this I had had a couple of "twinges" between my thighs the last few times I had spoken with him, and I had even found myself rubbing my fingers over my pussy and getting wet while we had been talking. In fact, after each of the last two conversations, I had had to slip my hand inside my knickers while we had been chatting, and as soon as the call was finished I had brought myself to orgasm, so aroused had I felt.
I need hardly say that I was finding these feelings towards my Dad very wrong, very hard to explain, but at the same time very very arousing, and I had made a special effort to look good for my homecoming.
Mum had always told me that my dad liked heels and stockings, and I had often bought her a nice pair as a present, so this time I made sure that it was me that was wearing them, and I felt I was dressed more for going out for a night, than coming home, but I knew that these, together with a short tight skirt that hugged my bum, a top that accentuated my small but firm breasts, and a bra that somehow seemed to emphasise my nipples would undoubtedly please him, and maybe even make Mum a bit jealous!!!
I had never felt like this before when approaching my parents, my pussy was almost leaking and I had already had to change my knickers once on the train down as they had become wet with this wierd anticipation and sexual feeling.
I knocked on the front door, and within seconds the door opened and my dad was standing there, looking as fit and handsome as I had ever seen him. For a moment he didn't say anything, and I saw his eyes move from my face, down over my breasts, down over my skirt and legs, then slowly back taking far longer than a father should before greeting his daughter. I felt a sexual thrill run all the way through me, and I felt that by now familiar twinge between my thighs, as I felt he almost undressed me with his eyes.
"Wow, Helen," he said. "It's wonderful to see you, you look absolutely amazing. I almost wish I wasn't your father seeing you look as wonderful as that."
With that, he put his arms round me, pulled me towards him, and gave me a lovely big hug, pressing me into his firm chest, and kissing the top of my head. I felt my tits press up against his shirt, and I wondered if he could feel my heart beating as I pressed myself against him.
"Hey, what's going on here?" I heard my mum ask. "You can't have her all to yourself you know, I want to see her too you know. I need a hug and a cuddle just as much as you do," and with that she pulled his arms from around me and for a moment just did the same as my dad, as she gasped with surprise as she looked me up and down.
"My my, what have we here?" she asked, "looks like a young girl left us and a mature lady has returned, and it looks as if I'm going to have to make an effort to make sure I keep your father's attentions all to me. Goodness Helen, you look absolutely wonderful. We'll not have to let you out of the door as we'll have all your old boyfriends knocking and wanting to take you away from us. I can't believe just how lovely and sexy you look, she really is beautiful, isn't she Dad, what do you think?"
"I always knew she was," my dad said, "but I never knew she was quite as sexy as this - goodness June, is a father allowed to say that about his daughter, it seems all wrong doesn't it?"
"Well, I'm sure you shouldn't say it, but as it's a fact, I think you can be allowed. And I am going to see I am going to watch just to make sure you don't get any ideas, and make sure all your sexual intentions are directed to me and not to your lovely sexy daughter" she joked. "Come on in darling, let's sit down, have a glass of wine, and let's hear all your news."
And with that, with my pussy almost aching with the need for attention following this sexy talking from my mum and dad, with that my mum put her arm around my shoulders and guided me into the house.
I had to walk behind her as we went into the kitchen, and I couldn't help but see she had made just as much effort with her appearance as I had. She had on a longer skirt than me, but it was just as tight, and it hugged her firm bottom, which wiggled in front of me as I watched her walk before me on her high heels. She had on a loose top, but it was quite low and when she turned towards me again I could see it was fairly low cut, and the cleavage between her breasts was clearly visible, as was the sight of her own erect nipples poking through the thin material of her blouse and bra.
I had never been with a woman, but suddenly I envied not only my mother for being able to fuck with my father, but my father for being able to have fuck this sexy and desirable woman whenever he wanted. I knew they were both very sexually active, as I had often heard them in the bedroom, and once I had come into the kitchen to find my mum bending over the table, her bum naked and exposed in front of me, and my father's thick cock pumping into her from behind.
Maybe this was where my fantasies had started, as I had found myself almost jealous of my mother, and after watching quietly for a minute or two without them knowing, I had had to go immediately into the bathroom and bring myself off, fingering my wet cunt furiously until I came, the sight of my mum and dad fucking like that fresh in my head.
With thoughts like this in my head, and a definite need building up in my groin, we all went into the kitchen, where Dad opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate my home coming. Soon a second bottle was opened, and we were all completely relaxed as we moved into the sitting room and got up to date with each others news.
I noticed my dad constantly looking at my legs, and my tits, and I made sure that on more than once occasion he was able to see right up to the top and see the cream lacy panties that I had worn especially for him. Indeed, I wondered if he could see more than that, and whether he could see the wet patch that I knew was forming on the gusset as the juices from my aroused cunt started to leak out onto them. I realised soon that I had competition, as my mum who I am sure was acutely aware where my dads eyes were straying, seemed to be doing her best to attract him with her own open legs. I didn't think I was imagining it on more than one occasion when I am sure that I saw a bulge in my dad's trousers, and I couldn't help but recollect the sight of his thick cock fucking my mum's tight slit, and also relived the dreams I had had of him wanking his cock while watching me in my bed.
However, we actually did no more than chat, and as the afternoon progressed, mum suggested that I might like to get a shower and get ready for supper which her and my dad were going to prepare for me.
This seemed a good idea to me, especially as it was going to give me the chance to get my fingers inside my by now desperately needy cunt and finger myself to the orgasm I was so hungry for.
I went up stairs, leaving them as they moved back to prepare supper, but as I got to the top of the stairs I realised that I had forgotten one of my bags which was still by the front door.
Quietly I went down, and as I reached the bottom I heard my mum and dad talking, and I could hear my mum saying to my dad.....
"Mmmm, she's a sexy little thing Helen isn't she, our daughter, I can see I'm going to have to work especially hard on your cock to keep your mind and your hand away from her cute little tits, and her tight arse and pussy. I know you'd love to get your cock in her, but I'm afraid you're going to have to make do with me. Anyway, my cunt has never let your cock down has it? It's always been there for you."
For a moment I just stood there, amazed at not only at the content of my mums' words, but just how incredibly dirty they were. I had never heard her, or in fact my father, use language like that before, but my amazement quickly turned to curiosity, then to lust, as I heard my dad moan, a sound just like I had heard when I caught them fucking.
I crept silently to the kitchen door, and I looked through the gap and my hand slid down under my skirt, straight into my knickers as I saw my mum knelt on the floor in front of my dad, his thick erect cock in her hand and mouth, her other hand inside her own skirt, obviously frigging her cunt the same way I was wanking mine as I watched them.
In between sucking him, she would occasionally take his cock out of her mouth and say to him things like.
"Do you think your daughter could suck your cock like this?" or "I know you'd like Helen to suck your cock, but you'll have to make do with your wife. I know she's a slutty little thing, but she won't be as dirty as me. I know how much you want to fuck her tight little cunt, but you'll have to cum for me instead, come on, give me your cum, I want to taste you, then you'll have none left in case Helen wants to suck you off."
God, I couldn't believe how they were talking, and the dirtier my mum spoke, the harder I rubbed my pussy, and the nearer I came to my own climax. I could see my dad was close to cumming, and I was fascinated to see what would happen. See how much cum he had to give to my mother, to see if she swallowed it all, or whether she let him cum on her face.
I was desperately biting one finger to keep myself quiet as I frigged my cunt frantically with the other hand, 3 fingers deep inside my soaking fuckhole. I could see dad was about to cum, and I couldn't hold back any longer, and as I felt the orgasm start to build inside me I saw him start to buck, and as mum opened her mouth I saw the first jet of lovely white spunk spurt out of his cock into her mouth. She must have involuntarily pulled back, because as his cock pumped the second and third jet of spunk out, they both hit her chin, and I could see some already start to drip down on to her lovely breasts. The fourth and last spurt went into her mouth again, and for a moment she just held there, her mouth open so my dad, but also me, could see the cum nestling on her tongue.
For a moment she moved her tongue around, savouring his cum, then he used his cock to wipe the rest of his juice from her chin and let her lick it and swallow it, until they kissed and shared what was left.
"What do you think June?" I heard him say. "Do you think Helen could suck my cock and take all my cum like that?"
"I don't know," mum replied, and smiled as she went on "but anyway, I'm not sure I'd let her. I do know I'm going to have to keep a very tight reign on you, dear husband, otherwise I know you're going to be doing your very best to get your hand deep inside our sexy daughters' panties and into her tight and needy wet slit."
Quietly, I crept back upstairs, and lay on the bed and masturbated again, wondering if I had been dreaming, or indeed whether I had really heard my own mum and dad talking about their sexy young daughter in such a perverted way.
As I came to my second even harder orgasm, I somehow knew that I was going to be having quite a time here, and maybe some, if not all, of my naughtier dreams and fantasies would soon be coming true.
I'd spoken to them both many times on the phone of course, and we had kept in touch by Skype, but I was still almost c***dishly excited about seeing my parents again, particularly my father.
I have to say here that I had had one or two strange dreams recently, dreams that had featured my father playing with his erect cock while watching me sleep, and each time I had woken up I had found my pussy all damp and sticky, so I had obviously been aroused and maybe even been fingering myself in my sleep. Maybe because of this I had had a couple of "twinges" between my thighs the last few times I had spoken with him, and I had even found myself rubbing my fingers over my pussy and getting wet while we had been talking. In fact, after each of the last two conversations, I had had to slip my hand inside my knickers while we had been chatting, and as soon as the call was finished I had brought myself to orgasm, so aroused had I felt.
I need hardly say that I was finding these feelings towards my Dad very wrong, very hard to explain, but at the same time very very arousing, and I had made a special effort to look good for my homecoming.
Mum had always told me that my dad liked heels and stockings, and I had often bought her a nice pair as a present, so this time I made sure that it was me that was wearing them, and I felt I was dressed more for going out for a night, than coming home, but I knew that these, together with a short tight skirt that hugged my bum, a top that accentuated my small but firm breasts, and a bra that somehow seemed to emphasise my nipples would undoubtedly please him, and maybe even make Mum a bit jealous!!!
I had never felt like this before when approaching my parents, my pussy was almost leaking and I had already had to change my knickers once on the train down as they had become wet with this wierd anticipation and sexual feeling.
I knocked on the front door, and within seconds the door opened and my dad was standing there, looking as fit and handsome as I had ever seen him. For a moment he didn't say anything, and I saw his eyes move from my face, down over my breasts, down over my skirt and legs, then slowly back taking far longer than a father should before greeting his daughter. I felt a sexual thrill run all the way through me, and I felt that by now familiar twinge between my thighs, as I felt he almost undressed me with his eyes.
"Wow, Helen," he said. "It's wonderful to see you, you look absolutely amazing. I almost wish I wasn't your father seeing you look as wonderful as that."
With that, he put his arms round me, pulled me towards him, and gave me a lovely big hug, pressing me into his firm chest, and kissing the top of my head. I felt my tits press up against his shirt, and I wondered if he could feel my heart beating as I pressed myself against him.
"Hey, what's going on here?" I heard my mum ask. "You can't have her all to yourself you know, I want to see her too you know. I need a hug and a cuddle just as much as you do," and with that she pulled his arms from around me and for a moment just did the same as my dad, as she gasped with surprise as she looked me up and down.
"My my, what have we here?" she asked, "looks like a young girl left us and a mature lady has returned, and it looks as if I'm going to have to make an effort to make sure I keep your father's attentions all to me. Goodness Helen, you look absolutely wonderful. We'll not have to let you out of the door as we'll have all your old boyfriends knocking and wanting to take you away from us. I can't believe just how lovely and sexy you look, she really is beautiful, isn't she Dad, what do you think?"
"I always knew she was," my dad said, "but I never knew she was quite as sexy as this - goodness June, is a father allowed to say that about his daughter, it seems all wrong doesn't it?"
"Well, I'm sure you shouldn't say it, but as it's a fact, I think you can be allowed. And I am going to see I am going to watch just to make sure you don't get any ideas, and make sure all your sexual intentions are directed to me and not to your lovely sexy daughter" she joked. "Come on in darling, let's sit down, have a glass of wine, and let's hear all your news."
And with that, with my pussy almost aching with the need for attention following this sexy talking from my mum and dad, with that my mum put her arm around my shoulders and guided me into the house.
I had to walk behind her as we went into the kitchen, and I couldn't help but see she had made just as much effort with her appearance as I had. She had on a longer skirt than me, but it was just as tight, and it hugged her firm bottom, which wiggled in front of me as I watched her walk before me on her high heels. She had on a loose top, but it was quite low and when she turned towards me again I could see it was fairly low cut, and the cleavage between her breasts was clearly visible, as was the sight of her own erect nipples poking through the thin material of her blouse and bra.
I had never been with a woman, but suddenly I envied not only my mother for being able to fuck with my father, but my father for being able to have fuck this sexy and desirable woman whenever he wanted. I knew they were both very sexually active, as I had often heard them in the bedroom, and once I had come into the kitchen to find my mum bending over the table, her bum naked and exposed in front of me, and my father's thick cock pumping into her from behind.
Maybe this was where my fantasies had started, as I had found myself almost jealous of my mother, and after watching quietly for a minute or two without them knowing, I had had to go immediately into the bathroom and bring myself off, fingering my wet cunt furiously until I came, the sight of my mum and dad fucking like that fresh in my head.
With thoughts like this in my head, and a definite need building up in my groin, we all went into the kitchen, where Dad opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate my home coming. Soon a second bottle was opened, and we were all completely relaxed as we moved into the sitting room and got up to date with each others news.
I noticed my dad constantly looking at my legs, and my tits, and I made sure that on more than once occasion he was able to see right up to the top and see the cream lacy panties that I had worn especially for him. Indeed, I wondered if he could see more than that, and whether he could see the wet patch that I knew was forming on the gusset as the juices from my aroused cunt started to leak out onto them. I realised soon that I had competition, as my mum who I am sure was acutely aware where my dads eyes were straying, seemed to be doing her best to attract him with her own open legs. I didn't think I was imagining it on more than one occasion when I am sure that I saw a bulge in my dad's trousers, and I couldn't help but recollect the sight of his thick cock fucking my mum's tight slit, and also relived the dreams I had had of him wanking his cock while watching me in my bed.
However, we actually did no more than chat, and as the afternoon progressed, mum suggested that I might like to get a shower and get ready for supper which her and my dad were going to prepare for me.
This seemed a good idea to me, especially as it was going to give me the chance to get my fingers inside my by now desperately needy cunt and finger myself to the orgasm I was so hungry for.
I went up stairs, leaving them as they moved back to prepare supper, but as I got to the top of the stairs I realised that I had forgotten one of my bags which was still by the front door.
Quietly I went down, and as I reached the bottom I heard my mum and dad talking, and I could hear my mum saying to my dad.....
"Mmmm, she's a sexy little thing Helen isn't she, our daughter, I can see I'm going to have to work especially hard on your cock to keep your mind and your hand away from her cute little tits, and her tight arse and pussy. I know you'd love to get your cock in her, but I'm afraid you're going to have to make do with me. Anyway, my cunt has never let your cock down has it? It's always been there for you."
For a moment I just stood there, amazed at not only at the content of my mums' words, but just how incredibly dirty they were. I had never heard her, or in fact my father, use language like that before, but my amazement quickly turned to curiosity, then to lust, as I heard my dad moan, a sound just like I had heard when I caught them fucking.
I crept silently to the kitchen door, and I looked through the gap and my hand slid down under my skirt, straight into my knickers as I saw my mum knelt on the floor in front of my dad, his thick erect cock in her hand and mouth, her other hand inside her own skirt, obviously frigging her cunt the same way I was wanking mine as I watched them.
In between sucking him, she would occasionally take his cock out of her mouth and say to him things like.
"Do you think your daughter could suck your cock like this?" or "I know you'd like Helen to suck your cock, but you'll have to make do with your wife. I know she's a slutty little thing, but she won't be as dirty as me. I know how much you want to fuck her tight little cunt, but you'll have to cum for me instead, come on, give me your cum, I want to taste you, then you'll have none left in case Helen wants to suck you off."
God, I couldn't believe how they were talking, and the dirtier my mum spoke, the harder I rubbed my pussy, and the nearer I came to my own climax. I could see my dad was close to cumming, and I was fascinated to see what would happen. See how much cum he had to give to my mother, to see if she swallowed it all, or whether she let him cum on her face.
I was desperately biting one finger to keep myself quiet as I frigged my cunt frantically with the other hand, 3 fingers deep inside my soaking fuckhole. I could see dad was about to cum, and I couldn't hold back any longer, and as I felt the orgasm start to build inside me I saw him start to buck, and as mum opened her mouth I saw the first jet of lovely white spunk spurt out of his cock into her mouth. She must have involuntarily pulled back, because as his cock pumped the second and third jet of spunk out, they both hit her chin, and I could see some already start to drip down on to her lovely breasts. The fourth and last spurt went into her mouth again, and for a moment she just held there, her mouth open so my dad, but also me, could see the cum nestling on her tongue.
For a moment she moved her tongue around, savouring his cum, then he used his cock to wipe the rest of his juice from her chin and let her lick it and swallow it, until they kissed and shared what was left.
"What do you think June?" I heard him say. "Do you think Helen could suck my cock and take all my cum like that?"
"I don't know," mum replied, and smiled as she went on "but anyway, I'm not sure I'd let her. I do know I'm going to have to keep a very tight reign on you, dear husband, otherwise I know you're going to be doing your very best to get your hand deep inside our sexy daughters' panties and into her tight and needy wet slit."
Quietly, I crept back upstairs, and lay on the bed and masturbated again, wondering if I had been dreaming, or indeed whether I had really heard my own mum and dad talking about their sexy young daughter in such a perverted way.
As I came to my second even harder orgasm, I somehow knew that I was going to be having quite a time here, and maybe some, if not all, of my naughtier dreams and fantasies would soon be coming true.
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