“Nothing exciting,” Cassie answered.
“Do you think we should talk about last night?” John wondered.
“Can we wait until after dinner? I want to enjoy the meal,” I pushed back.
The rest of the meal was rife with sexual tension. While the three of us tried to maintain a normal conversation, it was clear all we were thinking about was sex.
“I’m going to go upstairs for a few minutes, John. Could you clean up dinner?” I requested.
“Of course. Care to help me, Cas?” John asked.
“Um, I have to go use the bathroom. Sorry, Dad,” Cassie lied.
“Okay, well, I guess I’ll do it myself,” John chuckled.
Cassie and I made our way upstairs.
I stood in my room for a few moments, shaking uncontrollably. I took a few deep breaths and reminded myself how badly I wanted this, despite how nervous I felt.
The door opened, and I soon felt a warm breath on my neck. Cassie ran her tongue down my neck while leaving little loving kisses.
“Oh, Cassie,” I purred.
Cassie didn’t waste any time. She reached her hands under the hem of my sweatshirt and pulled it over my head. Cassie’s small hands cupped my heaving breasts as she began to kiss her way down to the small of my back.
“That feels so good, Cassie,” I said, encouraging her.
Cassie quickly pulled my leggings down to the ground as I stepped out of them. Cassie ran her hand up my inner leg towards my crotch. My heart was beating out of my chest as I was uncertain what Cassie was about to do. Cassie’s fingers slid through my wet, engorged labia before continuing their way up my body. Even the slightest touch of my daughter’s fingers on my pussy brought me to the edge of orgasm.
I soon felt Cassie’s naked breasts press into my back as she turned me around and kissed me. Cassie’s tongue traced my outer lips before she nibbled on them. We passionately kissed as I tried to wrap my head around the fact that I was about to help my daughter seduce her father.
“Let’s go have some fun,” Cassie said as she took my hand and led me downstairs.
The two of us stood naked at the living room entrance. My heart was pumping, and my face was flushed with arousal. I was beyond excited but extremely nervous about John’s reaction.
“I think it is time we had that talk, Daddy,” Cassie seductively said.
Every inch of Cassie dripped with sensuality as she stood naked in the doorway. John stared at Cassie and me, unsure what to say or do.
I could see the conflict in his eyes as he looked at me for support. I sat next to him, put my hand on his leg, and told him to “just go with it.”
“Cassie cornered me in the bathroom last night and ate my pussy, John. It was amazing. Our daughter has one talented tongue. Now she wants to show you how much she loves you. Let her,” I continued as I rubbed his cock over his pants.
John looked confused, uncertain about what was happening. I knew how he felt. I felt the same way when Cassie pushed me against the wall the previous night. He is filled with lust, yet his fatherly instincts tell him it is wrong and immoral.
I unbuckled John’s pants and released his hard cock. It sprung to life in front of Cassie and me. Cassie knelt on the floor, never losing eye contact with her father. She pulled his pants down around his ankles as she leaned closer to John’s crotch.