5 December 2008
Copyright© 2019 by Mustang
Chapter 8
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 8 - On this day, while Cathy's husband, Ben, is away on a business trip, Dan treats his daughter to a night out for some sexy fun.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Fiction Cheating Slut Wife Wife Watching Incest Gang Bang Cream Pie Exhibitionism Oral Sex Public Sex
“I can’t believe what you and Mom used to do. You or she would wash her wedding rings in another guy’s cum?”
“She found it highly erotic to mix a guy’s cum with her rings. Sometimes she’d give a guy a blowjob and let his cum dribble down over her rings. Laura liked to watch me bury my wedding ring finger deep into a woman’s pussy and make her cum all over it, then we’d lick it off.”
“Wow, Dad, Mom told me about a lot of the sexy things you and she did, but not that about your wedding rings. But my favourite story is the day you and Karen met.”
“Yes, that certainly was an exciting day. I’ll never forget that it changed our lives.”
“Maybe I should put Ben’s rings back on and let a guy cum on them, sort of insulting him.”
“That’s up to you.”
“Now what are we going to do about Chris’s cum leaking from my pussy?”
“Something a lot of men detest is enjoying cream pie.”
Cathy gingerly lifted off Dan’s cock; the condom shrivelled but was not filled.
“You didn’t cum in me?”
“No, I couldn’t move around very much. I took pleasure in watching you have fun.”
“I’ll take care of your cock soon enough,” she said, and they shared a passionate kiss. Dan placed her on her back, and several watched in disgust as he ate her cum-dripping pussy.
Cathy bent her legs at the knees, her hands holding his head to her gooey slit. “Eat my cum-filled cunt, you beautiful husband of mine!” She remarked.
He continued, and soon she released a sensual-sounding cum.
“I think I’ll go and clean up my pussy. I put a damp cloth in a sandwich bag in my purse.”
While she was gone, Dan ordered another drink for them. Returning, she took a sip, making a sour-looking face. “That must be a double. You are trying to get me drunk and take advantage of me.”
She straddled his thighs, giving him a long and passionate kiss. “I think it’s more like you’re taking advantage of me,” he joked.
“We’ll see. Let’s dance again, and this time I’m your very slutty daughter.”
“At least in that part, you don’t have to pretend.”
“That’s for sure!” She smiled, leading him to the dance floor.
Dan’s eyes joined many others in appreciating the loose fit of her dress. The satin bow barely held it closed, giving them plenty of cleavage to see. As she turned around in a circle, she noticed the men she’d been with were leaving.
A slow song began, and she practically seduced him, pressing her body against his. He placed one hand on her bare ass cheek and the other inside her dress to fondle her tit.
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