“No! I want more, I think,” she said, furiously strumming on her clit.
“Are you sure?”
“Push it back in. More than you did.”
I slowly forced myself deeper into my daughter's ass. The hot, wet friction of her was mind-blowing.
“More,” she whispered.
Soon, my abdomen was against the hand she was using on herself, and my balls were against her buttocks.
“How does it feel?” Kiersten asked.
“Amazing. I'm so full and so turned on right now I can barely stand it.”
“Are you gonna cum?” Kiersten was staring wide-eyed at our joining.
“You have to try this,” Jamie panted.
I pulled about half my length out of her ass, allowing free movement of her fingers over her pearl. Then I pushed back in again.
“What about you, Bill? Do you like it?”
I pulled out almost all the way, watching Kiersten watch my cock, and then slid slowly back inside. “Yes, God help me, yes, I do.”
“I thought so.... I love you guys so much.” She leaned toward me, over Jamie, and kissed me hard. Handing Jamie's ankles back to me, she moved so she could kiss Jamie the same way. “Here's my secret slut thing again, Bill.” She moved over her friend and took her breast in her mouth.
Watching all this, I realized I had upped the pace of my thrusts into Jamie. She responded by biting her lip and moaning, fingering herself deeply. One perky breast was moving with our coupling, the other being thoroughly devoured by the busty brunette hanging over her. “Are you okay, Jamie?”
“Cumming soon,” she whined.
“Me too. Where do you want it?”
“Deep.” She started panting, clenching her muscles, cumming on my cock and her finger. I unloaded.
For a while, I held her, still buried deep in her rectum, watching the girls tongue-kissing. I was too overwhelmed to trust myself to put her down gracefully, and besides, it felt too damn good.
Eventually, I dismounted and lowered her to the bed.
“Dad?”
“Yeah?”
She reached for me. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Jamie.” We kissed and cuddled, Kiersten sitting and watching us, caressing her beautiful breasts.
“Thank you, Dad. You were just as gentle with that as with all the rest of it.”
“I never want to hurt you.”
“And I never want to stop being your lover, Dad, but I'm okay with sharing you, sometimes.”
“That is so cool,” Kiersten muttered.
“I think I want to be in the bathroom alone for a couple minutes before you come for your shower. Maybe you can entertain her,” Jamie said, kissing me, and gesturing to her friend who was now on her back, luxuriously masturbating.
I moved over to Kiersten and kissed her one fat nipple. Then I pulled her hand from her pussy and licked her fingers clean. “I'm glad we've talked. I'm glad we've made love.”