All Grown Up

An original story by Starrynight.

It was the first warm day of the season, the rising sun shining brightly and lifting the chill of early spring that blanketed everything as of late. The cold winter passed but its effects lingered on, the ground, the grass, the trees, all slowly thawing, the rejuvenating green of spring getting more vivid with every passing day of sunshine.

It was a Saturday, the first nice one of the season, and as Brad opened the window, letting in the sun, a warm breeze hit him and he let out a content breath. He made a fresh pot of coffee, along with some eggs, bacon, and toast. Laurie, his wife, joined him in the kitchen, wearing baggy shorts and a large t-shirt, and wrapped her arms around him. She hugged him, kissing his neck lovingly, then went over and poured herself a cup of coffee as Brad filled two plates, and brought them over to the table.

“Any plans for today?” Laurie asked her husband, her light-brown hair tied into a loose ponytail. She grabbed a piece of bacon and took a bite.

“Yard’s a mess,” Brad said, taking a sip of his coffee. “Gonna do some work on it,” he said and watched his wife take another bite. They sat and talked as they ate breakfast together, then Laurie picked up the dishes and Brad went to change.

Brad stepped out onto the backyard, wearing shorts and an old shirt, and breathed in the warm spring air. He stepped onto the lawn, letting the sun caress his face, then got to work. He started with the pool, cleaned it, fished out dead leaves, and changed the filters. The pool hasn’t been used for a few months, it was too cold for that, but now that it was getting warm, he figured they would soon start using it again. After he finished with the pool he moved to the trees and bushes, trimming the hedges, then pulled the lawnmower from the shed and went to work cutting the overgrown grass.

It was getting hot, Brad was sweating, and he pulled off his shirt, exposing his muscular upper body to the sun. He tossed his sweaty shirt around his shoulder, then continued to mow the lawn. When he was finally done he was all hot and tired, and as he looked at the pool, he decided it was as good a time as any for the first dip of the season.

Brad put the lawnmower back in the shed, then stepped over to the pool. The air was heavy with the scent of freshly cut grass, and Brad pulled off his shoes, using his shirt to wipe the sweat off his brow, then jumped into the water in his shorts. He sighed in relief as the water cooled him off, wading around for a minute or two, then climbed out and took a seat on one of their pool chairs.

The porch door slid open, and footsteps pattered over. Brad turned, squinting in the bright sun, and saw his teenage daughter, Ryan, walking towards him.

“Here, dad, mom said to give you this,” Ryan told her father and handed him a bottle of cold water.

“Thanks, sweetie,” Brad said, took the water from his daughter, and drank deeply.

“How’s the water?” Ryan asked, spreading a large towel over one of the lounge chairs.

“A little cold, but nice,” Brad told his daughter, then drank some more. He laid back in the chair, closed his eyes, let the warm sun caress him, and heard his daughter step over to the water.

“It’s finally warm enough to use the pool,” Ryan told her father and looked up at him as he mumbled his agreement with his eyes still closed. She stepped over to the water, grabbed the rail, then dipped her toes in. “Aah, it’s freezing,” Ryan said, giggling, and Brad smiled in amusement.

Ryan continued to step into the water, screeching softly as she complained about how cold it is until she finally jumped in with a splash and started swimming around. She did a quick lap around the pool, helping her get warm, then swam over to her father and rested her arms on the edge of the pool at his feet.

“So, what’s up dad?” Ryan asked her father, looking up at him, and Brad opened his eyes and sat up in his chair.

“Not much, I was working on the backyard until now,” he told his daughter and looked down at her. She was wearing a pair of large sunglasses, her blonde hair was in a messy bun, and she smiled at him, the rest of her body submerged underwater and out of view.

“Yeah, I saw. Looks great,” Ryan said, looking around at the freshly cut grass.

“Thanks, sweetie. What about you? What are you up to?” Brad asked his daughter.

“I don’t know,” Ryan said in that teenager’s tone of hers. “I thought I’d work on my tan,” she said.

“Oh, that’s nice,” Brad said, remembering how much his girl liked laying in the sun doing nothing. He pondered for a moment at the irony of calling it working on a tan even though it was probably one of the laziest things possible. “Just don’t forget to put on sunscreen,” he said and looked down at her light skin.

“Don’t worry dad, I won’t,” Ryan said a little annoyed and turned away from her father. She swam over to the other side of the pool, her father’s eyes staring at her blankly.

Brad watched his daughter pull herself out of the pool, her back to him, and watched as the water dripped down her young body and trickled onto the ground at her feet. She was wearing an old light-blue bikini of hers, and Brad found himself staring at her bare backside as she let the warm sun dry her. He ran his eyes down her body, from her exposed nape, down her smooth back, and found himself staring at her tight little tushy. His heart sped up as he looked at his daughter’s ass, the bikini straining to cover it, and as he continued to look down, moving his gaze along her tone legs, he felt his throat go dry. He looked away, shaking his head, then grabbed the water and took another long gulp.

Ryan stood in the sun, feeling the water glide down her body, and pulled on her bikini top, adjusting it. She ran a hand down over her flat stomach, her skin already dry, then turned and stepped over to the lounge chair. She took a seat, let her hair down, and shook her head, running her fingers through her long blonde hair. She turned to her father, smiled sweetly as she met his gaze, then climbed onto the lounge chair and laid down on her back slightly reclined.

Brad was looking at his daughter again, his heart beating faster, and as she lay on the chair facing him, it suddenly hit him how much she matured. He studied her, looking from head to toe, and realized for the first time that his little girl wasn’t a little girl anymore, but a woman. He looked at her face, then moved his gaze down to her chest, and noticed her bikini was several sizes too small for her. The top covered little more than her nipples, and her blossomed breasts spilled out on all sides, her little mosquito bites now round perky tits. He moved his eyes down her flat stomach and noticed the womanly curves of her hips and thighs. Her bikini bottoms were as small as the top and clearly intended for a much less developed girl. They clung to her tightly, making the outline of her vagina visible, and as she shifted on the chair, folding her knees, Brad could see a little pubic hair peeking from the top.

“Um, sweetie, I think your bathing suit might be a little…small for you,” Brad told his daughter awkwardly. His eyes were between her legs, and he quickly moved them up to meet her eyes.

“Oh, yeah,” Ryan said, sitting up, and giggling adorably. “I guess I kind of grew out of it,” she said and looked down at her bikini top, adjusting it. “This is the only one I have that was close to fitting,” she said amused, and giggled again. “But yeah, I know, I’ll go buy new ones next week,” she told her father, then spread her legs slightly and tried to adjust the bottoms too. Brad’s eyes followed his girl’s hands, and he caught a quick glimpse of her intimate lips before she covered them again and closed her legs. She ran her hands along her stomach, tugged on her top again, pulling it down before her nipple almost popped out, then lay back down and let out a sigh.

Brad watched his daughter, his throat once more dry, and he shook his head and reached for the water. He took another sip, then a deep breath, but his heart was still pounding. His palms were sweaty, and as he sat up and moved to wipe them on his wet shorts, he froze. There was a bulge in his pants, not a tent, but a bulge and Brad panicked. He looked up at Ryan, checking if she noticed, but she was laying down and not looking at him. He adjusted the bulge through his pants, as quickly and inconspicuously as he could, then got up. He glanced at his daughter one last time then went inside without saying a word, not admitting to himself that he just got turned on by his own daughter.

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Over the next few days, Brad tried to ignore his body’s reaction to his girl and convinced himself it was nothing, but every time he saw her around the house, he continued to notice how much she grew up and was amazed he did not see it sooner. He would find himself looking at the way her shirts stretched over her full chest, at the sway of her hips, or the round tightness of her ass whenever she wore tight shorts. It did not cause any further reactions for Brad, and his stares were never more than fatherly and lovingly, but now that the box was opened, he couldn’t keep himself from noticing those things.

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Two weeks had passed, and Brad put what happened by the pool out of his mind. It was Friday, and after dinner, as Ryan was getting ready to go out and Laurie was getting ready for bed, Brad was in his home office going over a few emails before the weekend. He finished up a few things, then closed the computer and sighed tiredly. He got to his feet, stretched, then left the room. He walked out into the hallway, then the bathroom door opened, and Ryan walked out.

“Hey, dad,” Ryan called out to him and Brad turned to her. She smiled at him sweetly, and Brad’s heart began beating faster. Ryan, just out of the shower, was standing in front of him in only her bra and panties, and though it wasn’t unordinary for her to walk to or from the shower dressed like that, seeing her immediately brought back what happened at the pool and his throat went dry. “Can I borrow your car tonight?” She asked, giving him her most adorable look as she twirled a lock of wet blond hair around her finger.

“Um, yeah, I guess,” Brad said and cleared his throat. He tried to look her in the eyes, but his eyes wandered down her body briefly, looking at the way her baby blue bra cupped her perky teenage tits, her smooth stomach, and the pink cotton panties she was wearing, the shape of a heart right in the middle. It was a glance, his eyes being drawn down despite his wishes, but as soon as he realized he was doing it he quickly moved his gaze back to her eyes and cleared his throat again. “Only if you promise not to drink,” he said, putting a fatherly edge to his voice.

“Dad, I’m not old enough to drink,” Ryan reminded him, and Brad fought the urge to run his eyes down her body again.

“Yeah right, when did that ever stop teenagers?” Brad snorted.

“Okay, okay, I promise I won’t drink anything if somehow, theoretically, of course, that was possible,” she said slyly and grinned. “So can I borrow your car?” she asked.

“Yes, you can borrow my car,” Brad said and watched his daughter’s eyes light up. She moved closer, next to him, then wrapped her hands around him.

“Thanks, Dad,” Ryan said, hugging her father, and Brad felt inappropriate excitement stirring between his legs as her teenage breasts pressed against his chest and his hands met her bare skin while he hugged her back. They hugged briefly, Ryan giving him one last smile, then she turned around and walked over to her room. Brad shook his head, trying to fight off the inappropriate arousal, but as he watched his daughter go, his eyes moved to her tight little ass, clad in those pink panties, and he felt the bulge in his pants continue to grow.

Brad turned around, confused, and ashamed, and walked to his bedroom. He looked down at the bulge in his pants and couldn’t help reaching down and grabbing it through his pants, only urging it on. He opened the bedroom door, his mind still processing, then raised his gaze and saw Laurie sitting at the edge of the bed, wearing one of his large shirts and a pair of pajama shorts, and rubbing lotion over her smooth legs.

Laurie raised her head, her long hair moist from the shower, and smiled at her husband. She noticed a strange expression on his face, and as she looked at him, she quickly spotted the bulge in his pants and a naughty grin tugged at the edge of her lips.

“What do we have here?” Laurie asked her husband, unable to keep her amusement from her voice. She got to her feet lithely, stepped over to him, then grabbed his package through his pants and squeezed it. “What’s this from?” She asked devilishly, grinning, then gave her husband a peck on the lips.

“It’s nothing,” Brad said quickly, blushing.

“I wouldn’t call that nothing,” Laurie said, still wearing that naughty smile. “Did you just read the latest Purotica.com story without me?” She asked teasingly, referring to their favorite erotica website.

“Um, no, it’s nothing, I was just…” Brad started muttering when there was a soft knock on their bedroom door.

“Mom? Can I come in?” Ryan called from across the door and Laurie quickly let go of her husband’s package and took a step back.

“Yes, go ahead,” Laurie answered, clearing her throat and Brad adjusted his pants, trying to make his erection less visible as his daughter opened the door and walked into the room.

“Mom, can I borrow your white top? You know, the one I like,” Ryan asked and stepped into the room. Her upper body was still only covered by the bra, but she was now wearing a short black skirt, knee-high socks, and her hair was brushed.

“Yes, as long as you don’t spill anything on it,” Laurie said and Ryan nodded. She disappeared inside her parents’ walk-in closet while Brad and Laurie exchanged a glance, then watched her step out with the top in her hand a few moments later.

“Thanks, mom,” she said, and Brad’s eyes moved once more to his daughter’s cupped breasts. She smiled at both of her parents, then quickly left their room, and closed the door behind her.

Brad’s gaze trailed his daughter as she left the room, then he shook his head. He turned his gaze back to his wife but the way she looked at him made him freeze.

“Oh my god!” Laurie let out, shocked, and just stared at her husband. She didn’t seem mad, just shocked, and kept staring at him. “Oh my god!” she called again quietly, and her eyes moved down to her husband’s crotch, once more visible.

“Bye mom, bye dad!” Ryan called out from outside their bedroom door, and they both stared at each other in silence as they heard her walk out and close the front door behind her.

“Oh my god! Is that…did you…is Ryan?” Laurie started stuttering and watched her husband blush in shame. “Are you hard because of Ryan?” Laurie finally managed to ask after composing herself. There was no disgust or blame in her voice, just surprise, and the expression on Brad’s face made it impossible or just pointless for him to deny.

“It’s not like that. She’s my little girl, you know I’d never…” Brad started saying but trailed off.

“But is that it? Is she the reason you were…hard?” Laurie asked. She watched her husband squirm, but eventually, he nodded in shame. “Are you? Are you…attracted to our daughter?” Laurie asked, her tone curious.

“Don’t be absurd,” Brad spat out, but there was no denial behind his words.

“Because it’s okay if you are,” Laurie told her husband tenderly and his eyes went wide.

“What…what do you mean?” Brad asked surprised.

“No, I just mean, I wouldn’t be mad at you if you were. She’s turning into a gorgeous young woman, and I can’t blame a man, even her father, for finding her attractive,” Laurie explained and Brad stared at her, not knowing what to say. “So do you?” Laurie pushed.

“Find her attractive?” Brad asked and Laurie nodded. “I don’t know. Yes, maybe,” Brad admitted and stepped over to his wife. He took her hand in his, and kissed it, then sat down on the bed next to her. “I know she’s our daughter and I shouldn’t be…looking at her that way, I’m just disgusting,” Brad said.

“You’re not disgusting honey,” Laurie assured her husband, looking straight into his eyes. “You’re a man,” she told him, and Brad chuckled. “And our daughter is gorgeous,” she added. “How long?” Laurie asked and Brad looked at her confused. “How long have you found her attractive?” Laurie asked.

Brad looked at his wife, still feeling shame, but mostly relief, and took a deep breath. He looked into her eyes, nodded, then told her everything. He told her what happened by the pool two weeks ago, how she was wearing that bikini, and how it made him realize how much she matured. He told her how he watched her sunbathing, found himself looking at her young body, and admitted how, to his shame, he got turned on. He told her he started looking at her differently ever since and how seeing her in her bra and panties tonight and hugging her, turned him on.

Laurie listened to her husband in silence and just squeezed his hand lovingly. She could tell it was hard for him to tell her, but she loved him for doing it. She couldn’t blame him, and surprisingly, it didn’t bother her at all, and she was neither repulsed nor disturbed by the revelation.

“So that’s it,” Brad finally said when he finished telling her everything and took another deep breath. “I’m sorry,” he said and gave his wife a sincere smile.

“Thank you for telling me,” Laurie told her husband and suddenly realized that not only was Brad still hard, but he also seemed to have gotten even harder, the bulge in his pants bigger. She let go of his hand, placing her hand on his knee, then slid it up his pants and grabbed his bulge.

“Laurie, what are you…?” Brad jumped in surprise as he felt his wife’s hand on his cock. He thought the last thing she would want after everything he told her was to have sex.

“It’s Friday night, we have the house to ourselves, and this could help take your mind off of…other things…” she said vaguely and started unbuttoning his pants.

“God, I love you so much!” Brad said, pulling her lips to his for a kiss, then let go and watched her move back to his pants.

Laurie unbuttoned her husband’s pants, then grabbed his boxers and fished his dick out. His uncut five-inch member was already hard, and she gave it a few tugs, making Brad moan. She let go of his dick, pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, then got on her knees at his feet and grabbed his shaft again.

“Ugh yes, baby!” Brad moaned, looking at his hot wife take his cock in her mouth, and placed his hand on the back of her neck. He watched her lips close around his shaft, feeling the warm wetness of her mouth engulf his manhood, then moaned louder as she started bobbing her head up and down. She pulled her mouth off his cock with a pop, looking up at him as she stroked his dick with her hand, then stuck her tongue out and started licking it. “Ugh, that feels amazing!” Brad moaned as he watched his wife eagerly lick his hard cock, running her sly tongue up and down the slick shaft. She moved down to his balls, taking them in her mouth, then licked back up and took the shaft back between her lips. She sucked on it to her husband’s moans, her hand grasping the base of his shaft, then pulled off, letting go of his cock, and slowly got to her feet.

“How was that?” Laurie asked teasingly, wiping away her lips with the back of her hand, and grinned at her husband.

“Amazing!” Brad said, and Laurie’s grin widened. He stepped out of his pants, quickly took off his shirt, then sat on the bed, completely naked, and started playing with his hard cock as his wife started stripping for him.

Laurie wasn’t wearing much, just her sleeping clothes with nothing underneath, and as she seductively pulled off her shirt, she exposed her boobs and watched her husband stare at them hungrily. They were on the larger side, sagging slightly and topped with large pink nipples. She tossed her shirt aside, then grabbed her breasts and started playing with them. She ran her fingers over her nipples, pinching them, then let out a little whimper and looked over at her husband who was loving the show. She gave her nipples one last pinch, then moved her hands down her flat stomach and to her shorts. She slipped her fingers into the waistband, then pulled them down.

“Oh wow!” Brad let out, still touching himself, and Laurie chuckled. He saw her naked countless times before, but each time it was beautiful and exhilarating. Brad took in the image of his naked wife and ran his eyes down her sexy body. He studied her round boobs and erect nipples, her flat stomach, and started tugging on his cock faster as his gaze moved between her legs. Her pussy lips were smooth and sexy, her bright pink inner lips hanging lower between her legs, and her vulva adorned with a freshly trimmed bush of light hair. He moved his gaze down her tone legs and suddenly realized how Laurie’s body resembled their daughter’s. He ran his eyes over his wife’s body once more, noting all the similarities, and found that it turned him on even more. They were both slim with an athletic build and light skin. Laurie was a little taller and unsurprisingly her hips were wider. She also seemed to have slightly larger breasts and more curves in her hips and thighs.

“What is it?” Laurie asked her husband as he stared at her in silence for longer than seemed normal.

“Oh nothing, I just never noticed how much you and Ryan look alike,” Brad admitted to his wife.

“The point was to get your mind off our daughter,” Laurie said and Brad gave her an apologetic shrug. “Wait, are you saying I have the body of a teenage girl? Because that’s definitely something I don’t mind hearing,” Laurie said with a naughty gleam in her eyes.

“Uh-huh, a very sexy teenage girl,” Brad said, grinning.

“Are you talking about me or Ryan now?” Laurie asked, teasing Brad, then started laughing. She stepped towards him, leaning in for a kiss, then climbed onto the bed. “Come on, show this sexy little teenager what you got,” Laurie teased her husband, shaking her firm ass at him, then turned around. She grabbed a pillow, propping herself on it, then lay on her back and watched her husband.

Brad followed his wife up the bed, his hard cock swinging, and made his way to her. She spread her legs, folding her knees, and started rubbing her pussy as Brad moved between her legs. They looked at each other lustfully, Brad’s eyes moving from his wife’s eyes to her pussy, and as he moved between her legs, he placed his hands on her knees and slid them down her thighs. Laurie pulled her hand away, baring her vulva, and Brad leaned in, inhaling her scent, and pressed his tongue to her slit.

Laurie moaned as her husband’s tongue met her delicate folds. He brushed it along her moist slit, then brought it to her clit and gave it a teasing lick. Laurie whimpered, a shiver running down her spine, then his lips closed around it and she bucked her hips, moaning, as he sucked on her clit. She ran her fingers through his short hair and moaned as he ate her out. He sucked on her clit, then moved down and licked her lips again before pulling up.

Brad looked up at his wife’s eyes from between her legs, his lips covered with her delicious juice, and smiled. He stuck his tongue out again, running it along her pussy while his eyes stayed on hers, and she let out another shaky moan. He gave her clit a final lick, then pulled away and pulled himself up along Laurie, sucking on her tits briefly before moving to her face and leaning down for a kiss. He kissed her, deep and passionate, sliding his tongue into her mouth as she succumbed to it. His naked body was pressed into hers, her tits rubbing against his chest while his hard cock ground against her trimmed bush. He pulled up, looking into her eyes, then kissed her again, this time Laurie sliding her tongue into his mouth. He waited until she pulled it out, then straightened up and got on his knees between her legs.

His cock was rock-hard, and Brad grabbed it and guided it to his wife’s enticing hole. He rubbed it along her slit, feeling precum starting to ooze out, then used it to smack her pussy, eliciting high-pitched moans from her. He moved his eyes from her pussy to eyes, smacking her clit again with his cock and looking at her face as she moaned in pleasure, then moved his gaze back down. He slid his cock down along her slit, searching for her coveted hole, feeling the warmth radiating from her womanhood, then pressed the tip of his erection between her enticing lips. He looked back up at her face briefly, then pushed himself into her with a grunt.

“Ugh god!” Laurie grunted as he husband’s cock entered her. She was wet and aroused, and his dick easily slid into the hilt inside her. They locked eyes, the pleasure of her warm wet snatch visible on his face, then he pulled out slowly and pushed back in.

Brad looked at his wife’s pink snatch and groaned as he pushed into her, slowly building up the pace. He pushed his shaft in, until his pubic hair touched her lips, then unsheathed his cock before plunging it back in. “Oh fuck!” he moaned in pleasure, her wet pussy squelching around his cock, and pushed himself in again, enjoying the amazing sensation of her intimate hole hugging his cock. He pulled his cock out and pushed it back in, faster this time, making Laurie moan louder. The sound of his wife’s moan only encouraged him, and he repeated the action, swiftly sliding his dick into her, their bodies merging in an echoing slap of bliss.

“Oh god yes!” Laurie called out as her husband fucked her good, pounding her slick cunt. She looked up at his face, his expression a mixture of pleasure and focus, and moaned as he thrust his hips, penetrating her wet pussy again and again. She savored the feeling, enjoying the way his cock slid into her, rubbing against her sensitive lips as he entered her over and over. She watched his face as he fucked her, recalling what they were just discussing, and a naughty grin spread across her face. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes as Brad’s cock continued to plow her pussy, then she opened them, looked straight into his eyes, and without giving it too much thought she blurted. “Yes daddy, fuck me!” Laurie called out and saw the way his face twitched.

“Ugh god! What the hell Laurie?” Brad asked, locking his eyes on hers, and stopped altogether with his dick inside her.

“Just go with it,” Laurie told her husband, watching his eyes on her. He gave her an unsure look, then resumed thrusting. “Yes, daddy! Yes!” Laurie called out kinkily and Brad started fucking her faster. “Yes daddy, fuck me! Fuck your little girl’s pussy!” she called out, and Brad grunted.

“Ugh my god!” Brad let out, moaning deeply.

“Yes, daddy! Fuck my teenage pussy!” Laurie called, making her voice sound childish, and her husband started shoving his cock deep into her cunt harder. “Fuck me, daddy!” His wife called out again, her words so kinky and so hot, and Brad just couldn’t take it anymore. He looked down at his wife, again seeing the resemblance to their daughter and his cock twitched inside her. It was so perverted and kinky, his wife role-playing as their daughter, but it turned them both on so much.

“Yes, sweetie! Take daddy’s cock! Fuck, Ryan!” Brad moaned at his wife, calling out his daughter’s name as the orgasm hit him. “Oh god sweetie, I’m cumming!” He called out, “Daddy’s gonna shoot his cum inside your little pussy!” He added, then started grunting as he came inside her.

Laurie watched her husband reach his climax as he fucked her, pretending she was their daughter, and his body started to shake as he came. He kept fucking her hard, like an animal, and as his first load filled her up, his warm cum entering her, she too started cumming.

“Yes, daddy! You’re making me cum too!” she shrieked, then her naked body started shaking as she took reached her climax.

Brad and Laurie came hard, an incredible ending to their taboo roleplay. Brad shot his load inside his wife, cumming harder than he had in a while, and let out primal grunts as the pleasure tore through him. Laurie shuddered under him, her convulsing pussy making his orgasm even more intense, and both their minds went blank with heavenly bliss as their merging bodies succumbed to physical pleasure. Brad pushed his cock into his wife again, and again, her convulsing pussy milking his dick, then he pushed deep into her with a groan and held his cock inside her. His cock squirted one last time inside her, but her convulsing pussy continued to inflict pleasure upon him, and he pressed his naked body to hers as she continued to shake under him. They held each other, letting the orgasm take its course, then Brad pulled his cock out of his wife’s cunt and collapsed on the bed next to her.

They lay next to each other on the bed breathless, recovering from their intense sexual ordeal, and said nothing. They both stared at the ceiling, each, in turn, giving the other a glance, then turning their gaze before the other could see. They kept silent for a few minutes until they both caught their breath, then they both turned to each other at the same time and their gazes locked.

“What was that?” Brad asked his wife, still shocked.

“I don’t know,” Laurie told him, blushing slightly. “I thought you might like it,” she added.

“You thought I’d like pretending you’re…you’re our daughter…and…and I’m having sex with you?” Brad asked shocked. He and his wife dabbled in some light roleplay in the bedroom from time to time but never anything so kinky. He looked at her, looked her in the eyes, and she just shrugged and nodded.

“I know you liked it, don’t tell me you didn’t,” Laurie told her husband and saw his face turn red. “Honey, it’s okay,” she assured him, then leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips. “It’s okay you liked it; I don’t mind. Honestly, I liked it too,” she admitted shyly.

“You did?” Brad asked her shocked.

“Yeah,” Laurie admitted with a nervous giggle. “I don’t know, there was something really hot about it, hearing you call out our girl’s name while you fucked me…” she said, trailing off, then it was her turn to blush.

“I feel bad, but I absolutely loved it,” Brad admitted to his wife. “I can’t believe you did that for me, but hearing you call me daddy, oh my god, that drove me crazy,” Brad admitted. “I love you so much,” he said to his wife, then leaned in and kissed her.

To be continued…

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