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A daughter’s Homecumming. Part 3At long last, a continuation of the events when Kim and Andy’s young daughter Helen returned home from Uni, and the surprise waiting all three of them.You may want to read parts 1 and 2 to get some background to our sexy family!http://xhamster.com/user/timbo101/posts/270979.htmlandhttp://xhamster.com/user/timbo101/posts/272539.htmlThe story continues:-After my mum left my room, I just lay on my bed for a moment, my fingers drawn back to my soaking wet slit where they seemed to be spending so much of their time recently.”God,” I thought to myself as I rubbed away at my swollen clit. “What is happening to me?”First of all I had been having dreams and then fantasies about my father’s thick cock, imagining it fucking me, thinking of what it would taste like in my mouth, wondering if he wanted to fuck his sexy little daughter as much as I wanted him to. But now I was having fantasies about my mum too. I’d just watched her masturbate in front of me, and been incredibly turned on by the sight. I’d just seen how aroused she had been by the sight of her daughter fingering her pussy in front of her. Now I was getting the clear impression that she not only knew about her own my inc**tual desires towards her own husband, but seemed to be actually encouraging them, and even probably wanted to be involved in anything that happened between us.My fingers were deeper inside my slit, working away furiously at myself again. I needed to cum again, a need that seemed to be almost constant in my young body these days. However, my masturbation was interrupted by my dad shouting upstairs”Hey sexy, dinner’s almost ready. Don’t be long or I’ll have to come up there and get you.”I almost thought about shouting back and telling him to come and get me now, imagining him seeing his favourite daughter acting like a complete slut, lying on the bed, legs wide apart, one hand playing with her naked breasts while the other hand was furiously frigging her soaking wet snatch, but I thought better rus escort of it and just replied”OK my lovely daddy. Your sexy little daughter will be down as soon as she has decided what to wear for you.”Or not wear, I added quietly to myself, as I started thinking what would turn both him, and my mother, on most…….I slipped quickly into my parents room to have a look in mum’s knicker drawer, after all she knew what turned my father on, so if I could wear something sexy of hers, that must appeal to him, and might even turn her on if she realised I was wearing a pair of her panties.I could hardly believe my eyes when I opened her drawer – of course there was the usual array of underwear, but along with that there was an array of sex toys I had never seen before.I knew she had a vibrator – I’d seen it a couple of times and even heard her using it, but now there was a double ended dildo which I thought could only be used with another woman, as well as a strap on cock. Was she using it on dad I wondered, or again did she use it on another female partner. As I rummaged further I came across a two pronged toy – “goodness,” I thought, “does mum stick one end up her arse at the same time as she fucks her pussy with the other part?”My thoughts were again interrupted by a shout from downstairs, but this time it was my mum.”Come on darling, dinner’s almost ready, and your dad can’t wait to see what his sexy little daughter is going to wear for us.”I went back to pantie selection, and chose the skimpiest pair I could find, that hardly covered my newly shaven mound. They were a thin black pair, almost see through, and had the tiniest strip that ran between my thighs and almost instantly slid up between my pussy lips, giving my already aroused sex a further thrill. There was a little white heart just in the middle, and I hoped dad would see this and recognise it as a pair of his wifes.I then put on the shortest skirt I could find in my own drawers that barely covered rus escort bayan my bum, and deciding not to wear a bra at all, pulled on a top that was so low at the front that my tits were in danger of falling out at any time I bent forward, and that showed off my nipples to perfection.Finally, I pulled on a pair of black fish net stockings and finished off the outfit with a pair of high heeled shoes that I would never normally dream of wearing at home. Then again, I felt there was no way this was going to turn out a normal home any more………Quietly, I made my way down the stairs, and looked through the partly open door of the dining room.The sight that greeted me filled me instantly with lust, desire, and excitement in equal measures.My mum was wearing a dress every bit as short as mine, a top so tight her lovely breasts were clearly outlined, and whereas I had on black stockings, she had on red ones, with heeled shoes to match.”God, what a sexy slut my own mum looks, those clothes just cry out “fuck me now”, I thought, but then of course I realised my clothes said exactly the same, and that of course was exactly what I wanted – to be fucked…………by my dad, with my mum watching, or even joining in!”But her dress alone wasn’t the only thing that made me instantly start rubbing my pussy again, it was her words, and her actions.She was standing with my dad, he had lifted the back of her skirt and was fondling her bum, one finger between her bum cheeks, and she was quite clearly holding and squeezing his swollen cock through his trousers.”Look Andy” I heard her say, “I know you want to fuck Helen, our daughter, and I think she wants it too, but lets at least have dinner first. You need to keep your strength up for everything we have planned for later this evening – remember you’re going to have to fuck me every bit as hard and often as you fuck our daughter you know.He grinned, and kissed her in response, and was still kissing her as I coughed and bayan rus escort entered the room.”Oh Helen, there you are,” mum said but was interrupted by my father who still hadn’t taken his hand away from my mum’s arse.”Oh my God Kim,” dad said to my mother, look at this naughty girl who’s just come through the door, I can’t believe just how sexy she looks. Come and stand beside your mum and let me look at you both. I think I’m going to have trouble deciding who looks the most desirable, you or your mum.I came and stood beside mum, both of us putting our arms round each other, mine just touching the outside of one of her breasts while she slipped her hand under my skirt and squeezed one cheek of my bum.Dad quite openly looked us up and down, his eyes dwelling on our breasts, our legs, and our skimpy skirts, the bulge in his pants from his hard cock clearly visible to both his wife and his daughter, and if anything growing even more.”Goodness Helen,” he said, “if I wasn’t your father I wouldn’t know who I’d want to fuck first, your wife, or my daughter……..But then, fathers aren’t supposed to say things like that, are they?””No, they’re not” I replied, “but then maybe most daughters and mothers don’t dress like complete sluts and tease you like this do they?””Come on you two, there’ll be time for talk like this later. The meal will be getting cold, come and sit down at the table.” my mum Kim said, taking her hand off my bum and leading me to a chair opposite my dad.She then sat down in between us both, and as dad poured the wine, I felt her hand on my thigh, her fingers almost up to my crotch. I pushed myself forward in a desperate attempt to get her hand higher up my leg so it would touch my pussy, and I finally felt her finger lightly touch me through my knickers. My legs parted as if by magic, and I felt her gently stroke me through the thin silky material.Dad looked at her with a slight smile as he poured our wine, as if he knew exactly what she was doing and they had planned it all.”Let’s drink a toast to the sexiest daughter a couple could ever have” he said, “and to the sexiest wife a man could ever dream of. And talking of dreams, here’s hoping all our wildest dreams are going to come true over the next few hours this evening.”To be continued………………
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