Keeping It In The Family - Chapter 3

I followed Kelli up the stairs to the bedroom my wife and I share, this time however, it would be my daughter Kelli and I sleeping in our bed. As spent as I was from our evening of wildly erotic, forbidden sex, I still wanted to pop her tight, beautiful ass's cherry. She entered the bedroom, I placed my hands on her shoulders as we stood still for a few seconds. "This is weird. We are going to fuck in your and mom?s bed. Maybe I shouldn?t tell you, but this is not the first time I have had sex here," she said. I looked at her in amazement, what did she mean? "Mom and I have been lovers for nearly a year, daddy. A couple of days a week, when you go to work, we come in here and get naked together and have sex. We touch each other, we kiss, we hug, and she has even taught me to eat pussy. Mom has taught me so much and I love her for it. She even popped my cherry the day after my sixteenth birthday party with her strap-on dildo that she uses on şişli escort bayan you," she proclaimed. Talk about secrets being lost . . . Was there anything she didn?t know about us? "Yes, daddy: I know about your liking mommy to put makeup on you, and you dressing up in her clothes, boots, panties and a wig and pretend to be a tarty little slut-girl named Lynn, while mommy ass-fucks you with the strap-on cock," she proudly said. I was speechless, what do you say in a situation like this one? I wondered to myself. I didn?t have to wait long for the answer. "It?s OK, daddy, I think it?s fun, what you and mommy do. Would you like to dress up now and do it with me, Lynn?" she asked coyly. She even knew my alter-ego's name. I gulped hard, and somehow, I managed to get the words out, "Yes, Kelli, I would." She took me by the hand and led me to the closet, opening the door. I saw that this was preplanned. My favorite outfit mecidiyeköy escort bayan was hanging on the back of the closet door. I felt relieved knowing that this was OK with both my wife, who obviously chose the outfit, and Kelli, who was to be my new Domme. She had chosen her short, red-plaid, schoolgirl's skirt, a white satin blouse, silicon falsies tits and bra, and a pair of red patent-leather over the knee-boots with 5-inch heels, and a red leather collar that I loved to wear, with "CUNT" lettered on it in bright, chrome letters. Kelli quickly helped me dress. My cock was near bursting at the thought that my own, sexy, slut daughter was going to be my mistress and Domme. My pending scenario made the pre cum flow from my cock as we went about my transformation. Kelli no longer called me daddy, I was now LYNN, and I loved every second of it. She did my eyes with bright-blue, glitter, eye-shadow, and black escort şişli eyeliner. A bit of powder over foundation on my face, and bright-pink lipstick, and I was all set. Kelli took the strap-on from the shelf and deftly put it on her hips and tightened the straps. It was obvious that she was no stranger to wearing this object of lust. I could only imagine her and her mom locked in their lustful sexual encounters, fucking each other with the very same dildo-cock that Tina and I had used on so many wonderful times together. From now on, it would have a wonderful new meaning to its use. Looking at my daughter: standing in front of me, with the 12- inch, black, strap-on cock, jutting from her pert hips, made me want to bend her over and fuck her so badly that it hurt. She came close to me and we put our arms around each other, we kissed and kissed with more passion than I can remember ever doing in the past. I realized that I was truly in love with my own daughter! The moment was broken as Kelli stepped away, and with the swing of her open hand she slapped my face. I was shocked, what had I done? Had she realized that this was truly forbidden fruit? "Lynn, you bad girl, I know that you are fucking my boyfriend, Tommy.