It was my wife Karen. Clara's eloped mother. I froze, my mouth in Claras pussy, my eyes locked on Karen.
"Oh god dad, don't stop, I am so, so close to cumming, don't fucking stop!!" Clara cried. I let go of her clitoris.
"Clara ... your mum is here ..." I said quietly without letting my wife go with my eyes, afraid of what was going to happen next.
"I don't give a shit, daddy, just fucking lick me, make me cum! Suck my clit, dad, come OOONNN!"
I stared at her. That could possibly have been the hottest thing I had ever heard someone saying. My daughter was screaming for me to suck her pussy in front of her mother.
"Oh. My. God." Karen said again and dropped her bag.
I couldn't help myself. I dove back into my daughter's pussy and resumed my task of making her cum. She was still crying out as I softly and carefully bit her clitoris, and I could feel the orgasm building up inside of her as she rhythmically pushed her hips against my face.
"You take your fucking mouth off our daughter!!" Karen screamed, regaining her composure. "Let her go right away, you fucking perv, or I swear to god I'll ..."
"No, mum!! Please! Don't stop him, I've gotta ... I've gotta ... OH MY GOD!!" she screamed as the convulsions hit me. I kept sucking her, ruthlessly, and she kept coming hard, as we both heard her mother screaming at us. Clara probably heard as little of it as I did.
As her waves began to subside, and I slowly let go of her clitoris, I noticed that Karen wasn't approaching us to try and stop us. She probably found the whole thing too off-putting to want to be anywhere near us.
"For fuck sake, STOP THAT, right this very instance!" She couldn't stop shouting.
"Mum, calm down, it's ok", Clara said, got off the kitchen island and turned to her mother. "He wasn't raping me or anything. I told him he could, I was the one who asked if he wanted to. He's done nothing wrong, mum. It wasn't his fault, not at all" She talked with a low, comforting voice, trying to reassure her mum, a task I was pretty sure she was going to fail.
"But it WAS his fault, Clara, and it IS wrong!! It's sick and perverted and it makes me fucking sick!!"
There was something about making my daughter cum in front of her raging mother that turned me on more than I could had ever imagined. As the women talked, I watched Clara's naked ass, alluring and sweet, and my cock throbbed. It screamed to be released from the constraints of my pants, so I did. It snapped out like a bow string and I heard my wife screaming:
"Put that fucking thing back into your pants or I swear to god I'll ...!!"
"You'll what, Karen?" I answered calmly, and saw her face turning white. She fell back on a kitchen chair, staring at me, trying to come to terms with the fact that she couldn't actually do anything to stop her daughter from getting fucked by her own dad.
"Mum ..." Clara said carefully and walked around the kitchen island towards her, one palm stretched out. "Mum, easy, let me explain ..."
I was rubbing my cock in my hand now, desperate for relief. Clara tried to take her mums hands in hers as she kneeled down in front of her, locking eyes, but she snatched them away.
"Mum, there's nothing wrong with making someone feel good, not ever. I'm an adult. What I do with my body is up to me, and if I want to let my parents use it, that's a good thing." She slowly slipped her mums skirt up a few inches.
My chin dropped. I stopped rubbing my cock as I stared at my daughter, as did her mum. She seemed frozen in shock as Clara exposed her mums naked pussy. No underwear. Well, like daughter like mother, I guessed.
Karen still seemed completely taken aback, unable to react to her daughter's inconceivable actions. But Clara just kept going.
"See mum? It's not a big thing. I want to please dad, it makes me happy. Feeling him come in my hands is amazing." And with that, she slowly slid her hand along Karen's inner thigh until it met the short, trimmed hairs on her pussy, and continued in between her pussy lips. I saw Karen gasp. I didn't know if she was still unable to move, or if she just didn't want to anymore. I knew what Clara's fingers felt like, and would guess Karen was as mesmerized by her touch as I had been the first time. Still was, to be honest.
I realized I had started rubbing my cock again. Clara's fingers were inside of her mum's pussy now, slowly pushing in and out. She had dropped eye contact and was looking at Karen's cunt as she let her other hand join the first, fingers sliding up and down between her pussy lips, softly rubbing her clitoris.
Karen audibly gasped. It was obvious she couldn't get away anymore, it was as if she had touched an electric fence and was stuck. Clara's touch was like that, an electric fence.
And then, Clara leaned in and let her tongue slide over her mum's cunt, and Karen bent her head back and let out a quiet moan.
I couldn't take this anymore. My daughters face in her mum's pussy turned me on like crazy. I made a decision I knew wasn't mine to make.
I walked up to them -- Karen didn't even notice as she was facing the ceiling, eyes closed, hands resting on Clara's head. Clara was on her knees in front of her mum, her beautiful ass exposed in all its glory. I got on my knees behind her, grabbed her hip and wet my fingers in my mouth to moister her pussy, but of course it wasn't necessary. She was soaked already.
I placed my cock against her opening, caressing her sweet ass with the other hand, whispering "Lovely Clara. Wonderful, amazing, beautiful Clara", as I finally, slowly pushed my cock into her tight, delicate, gorgeous pussy.
She turned her head, eyes wide.
"Dad?"
"My wonderful baby, it's ok, isn't it? I want you so bad, sweetheart. I want to feel your pussy around my cock so bad, I want to cummed in you. It can't be that wrong, can it?"
She smiled warmly at me.
"No, daddy. It can't be that wrong", before her mother forced her face back toward her pussy and pushed her in.
I started to fuck my daughter, slowly at first, then faster and faster. For every thrust, I pushed her mouth into her mother's cunt, so I tried to go easy. Her mum was crying out loud by now, lifting her hips against her daughter, trying to fuck her mouth. Clara took it, rubbed her face into her mums cunt, probably licking and sucking and eating the way I had licked, sucked and ate her just a minute ago.
"God Clara!!" Karen screamed. "Oh my baby, oh my god, oh my god, just ... oh my gooood!!" She panted and looked down at her daughter's head, rhythmically being pushed into her pussy. "Oh god baby", she whispered. "Don't stop honey, just ... please don't stop ... I'm about to ... oh. my. god ..."
I saw an orgasm building up inside her, and I couldn't help but fucking Clara harder, my hips had a mind of their own. I held her ass so hard I could feel my fingernails sinking into it and knew that I didn't have many seconds left in me.
Karen's face was one of total bliss as I saw her coming in her daughters face, her clitoris probably wrapped in Clara's tongue, pressing her closer against her pussy as her body shook with pleasure.
And I emptied myself inside Clara. I pressed her hips against my cock and groaned her name over and over again as my cum pumped into her pussy. I heard my wife sobbing as Clara licked the last juices from her pussy, muffled sounds of "yes daddy, fill me up, cum in me, please daddy" coming from within. And I did, hard and deep. She turned to me, put her hand on mine and smiled as I emptied my last drops in her, dropping down on her back as I felt my cock sliding out of her.
Karen stroke her hair.
"Oh my god, baby ... what have we done?"
"It's ok, mum", she said, licking Karen's juices off her lip. "You liked it, didn't you?"
"Oh my angel. It was the best thing I ever felt." She stroked her cheek and let her hand slide down underneath her chin, eyes full of love and gratefulness. I knew exactly how she felt.
I kissed my daughter's ass, spread her cheeks lightly and touched her asshole with my lips.
"Was it good for you too, dad?"
"It was perfect, Clara."
She leaned in and kissed her mum, softly. It looked innocently enough, but I knew Clara's tongue was slipping into Karen's mouth, exploring her, enjoying her. Karen held her face between her hands and kissed back, hungrily.
Then Clara straightened up and came over to me, kissed me lightly on the lips and whispered:
"Thank you, dad."
"No, thank you, baby."
She picked up her coffee on the counter and took a sip, and then spit it out in the sink. Her mother and I stared at her, so casual and back to normal in less than a second.
"Cold", she said and poured herself another cup.
Seeing her daughter doing the ordinary, everyday gesture of drinking a cup of coffee made her stand up and collect herself. She tugged her skirt down and suddenly looked confused, verging on scared.
"Well ... uhm ... ok", she said, voice trembling. "Maybe I should ... go ... I have, you know ..." She pointed at the door. "... somewhere I need to be. I mean ... Sven is waiting outside ... I mean, no not exactly outside, I just ... I just have to go now ..."
She took a couple of steps backwards, bewildered, before she almost stumbled and turned around to get out of there.
"Bye mum! I love you!" Clara shouted after her, but didn't get an answer. Her mum was gone.
Clara nodded her chin at something on the floor behind me. I turned to look.
"She forgot her bag", she said and took a sip of her coffee.....
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