Cassie’s naked body melted into my barely-covered flesh. Her hard nipples brushed mine, and the wetness between her legs rubbed onto my thighs. Cassie gave me a soft, gentle kiss on my cheek before introducing me to her friends.
“Jan, this is Stan and Carol. I have known Jan since childhood. She practically raised me,” Cassie coyly said.
I couldn’t get over my daughter’s brazenness. She didn’t seem to feel an ounce of shame about being caught role-playing at a swingers club by her Mom.
“Nice to meet you. Cassie, that was phenomenal. I’m glad we finally found time to make it happen. We will have to do it again,” Carol said as she hugged my daughter and left the room with her husband.
I stood there taking in my daughter’s naked flesh. Cassie’s full perky tits glistened from the sweat covering her entire body. As I made my way down her body, I was in awe of her slim stomach that led into her wide hips, giving her an hourglass shape. Her legs were toned and tanned from running.
I couldn’t believe how hot my daughter looked. I was shocked by how turned on I was staring at her. I stood there stunned until a firm hand on my shoulder woke me from my shock.
“Oh, there you are,” John exclaimed.
“John, look who I just bumped into,” I said.
“John!” Cassie excitedly said as she gave her father the same greeting she gave me.
John didn’t move. His sweaty, naked daughter just hugged him as if it was nothing.
“Well, aren’t you going to say something?” Cassie asked.
“Baby, what are you doing here?” John asked with concern in his voice.
We had no idea our daughter was part of the lifestyle. I had so many questions racing through my head.
“I came with Stan and Carol. We had been chatting for a few weeks, and we thought it would be fun to come to meet here,” Cassie nonchalantly said.
As we spoke, I noticed Cassie’s left hand was between her legs, massaging her wet, freshly fucked cunt. Her eyes met mine as she continued to run her fingers, between her wet lips, before making her way to her clit. Her mouth opened slightly as she gently massaged her clit, her eyes never leaving mine. Cassie trailed her stomach with her other hand as she made her way to her tits. I watched as she pulled and twisted her right nipple, her mouth opening with a low moan escaping.
The speed of her fingers on her clit increased as she continued to play with her sensitive nipples.
I didn’t know what to do. John and I just stood there motionless as our twenty-two-year-old daughter fucked herself in front of us.
“Oh, Mommy, Daddy, I’m going to cum!” Cassie moaned as we watched, flabbergasted.
I knew we should be admonishing her for her lewd behavior, but John and I just stood there watching this debaucherous performance.
“Wow! That was incredible, even better than being fucked by Stan and Carol. I guess the real thing is better,” she laughed.
Cassie quickly got dressed, slipping her sheer black mini-dress on. The dress looked incredible on her. It hugged her every contour and accentuated her heaving breasts. The dress elongated her legs, making them look like they went on forever. In some ways seeing my daughter clothed in such a revealing outfit was even more erotic than seeing her naked. My daughter was a knockout.