One Morning with Lisa

This is a fantasy. Enjoy it. Maybe it could happen, maybe not. There might be a few typos or misspelling. But remember, it's free. All participants are of age.




As usual, I was awake at six and, as usual, my cock was wide awake, even pissing doesn't calm it. I slipped out of bed to let Dora sleep. She was up all night and eventually took an Ambien. She'd be out till noon. It was warm, being late May so I was in just a pair of boxers to sleep. I padded down to the kitchen to start my morning routine.

The house is a big colonial. The kitchen is in the back corner. There's a big table that seat six in front of the slider to the screen porch. The island and counters or off to the right of the table. I loop around the bottom of the stairs and look out the slider. It's going to be a nice day. I'll probably go for a run later. I like being in shape.

Usually, I start my coffee and, while it brews, I'm watching a video of Barbara.

The computer was up on the counter so I could watch while I made coffee. Barbara was on the balcony of her apartment, naked, and working her shaved pussy with a lovely vibrator. She's about my age 44 and thin. She shaves and has a nice set of tits, probably a C. As she fucks herself she repeats my name and tells me how much she misses me. The coffee's burbling and I'm watching. Just as I'm about to slip my cock out I hear giggling.

"Nice one Dad."

I jump a mile and slam the computer. Lisa, my daughter! I forgot she finished up her junior year at college and was coming home. She must have gotten in late last night. I turn to face the counter. She just walks in, wearing a long tee, that I assume has something under it, grabs a cup and steps next to me, filing it as I stand there, humiliated, and shrinking. Then she just goes and pulls out one of the chairs and sits, putting her ass on the edge and leaning back. She has the chair turned away from the table, sort half facing the slider and half facing me. She looks quite comfortable sitting there. The long tee has moved a little but still covers the apex of her thighs. As I take my first sip I look over my daughter. Lisa is built like her mom, not real tall but nice and curvy. I know she has no bra on, she seldom wears them at home and her C to almost D breasts are having a life of their own as she moves. As she sips she pushes her thick brown hair back and cocks her head.

"Dad, it's no big deal, really. You know I'm not a virgin and I've seen a few cocks."

I know my daughter is not a virgin because I caught her in her senior year of high school fucking her boyfriend in her room. It's the old story, I wasn't supposed to be getting home early. The kitchen is silent now, just the muted sounds of the birds waking up.

"I didn't mean to catch you, you know that."

Lisa gave a little laugh. We've never really talked about this. Back then I just pretended it never happened and she never brought it up, till now. I move to get a mug and fill it. My cock has wilted well under the circumstances and it's safe. I turn towards the table and see Lisa looking at me over the rim of her mug, a whimsical look in her brown eyes.

"Uh huh, Dad and did you not mean to stay that long and watch, both times?"

I feel myself redden. I didn't know she knew about the second time. We had taken a family vacation the next year. Lisa had brought Tom, separate rooms, our rules, even though Dora and I knew what was going to happen. Anyway, they took off first thing in the morning. It was a French island and I went walking while Dora slept on the beach under the umbrella. I found out the beach had a nude section. There were clothed people walking through but I felt funny so I cut up into the dunes. Well, I found one couple just finishing a fuck and steered away only to practically stumble on another, I changed course and was much more careful and the third time, heard them first. I was curious so I got closer. I carefully used the dune grass to shield my approach. As the grass thinned I could see a man standing and a woman on her knees in front of him. I love getting blowjobs and I was going to enjoy watching. I shifted my position to see and got a surprise, it was Lisa and Tom again. I didn't leave. Tom's a big guy over six feet and all muscle. Well, I watched as my daughter took his long thick cock right down her throat. He moaned.

"Oh Lisa baby I love it when you suck my cock. You are so good."

She slipped her lush lips off the big head of his cut cock.

"That's because I love sucking cock lover."

Then my daughter greedily slammed her mouth back down on her lover's penis. Using her hand under it to twist and stroke. I looked around to make sure I wasn't seen by anyone. This was wrong but I didn't care. I began masturbating, watching as my daughter gave an excellent blowjob.

After a few minutes he gently pulled her off and lay down. His cock was about the same size as mine, probably bigger. As he lay down it rested against his hard abs. Lisa stepped over him, straddling his waist. She knelt down and got comfortable in the sand. Both of them were breathing hard. My penis was like iron in my hand, so wrong but so exciting. They were looking into each other's eyes as Lisa reached under her and aimed his rod. Then as they both groaned, she settled her pussy on his cock.

"I'm not going to last long baby."

Tom growled.

"Me either, just fuck me!"

Lisa panted as she pumped his cock into her soaked pussy. The liquid sound of their union was audible even where I stood stroking myself. I tried to hold back my cum and in just a few minutes Tom grunted.

"Gonna cum baby!"

Lisa leapt off of him and in a flash had his cock, shiny with her dew, in her mouth. Just in time.

"OOOOOHHHHHHHFFFFUUUUCCCCKKKKK!"

Tom groaned and I saw his ass cheeks clench as he sent his cum down my little girls throat. She cleaned his wilting cock off and they got up to leave. As my cum bathed the sand in front of me I heard her say.

"it's exciting fucking here, I like it when somebody see's us."

Up until now, I never knew she was referring to me. I'm speechless, fortunately Lisa changes the subject, sort of. She straightened up and took another sip of coffee.

"So Dad, why aren't you upstairs working that unit out on Mom? I know you two love to fuck."

"Lisa, that's a bit coarse. It's that thyroid condition. She's doing better but the meds have killed her sex drive. She has no interest at all. It got very frustrating for both of us. But I'm not really wanting to discuss this with my daughter, thank you."

Lisa took a sip. She cocked her head.

"Got, huh? Wow, big change. I gotta tell you, I used to love hearing you two at night. So what are you doing about the lack of sex dad?"

I should have known but I was surprised.

"You listened to us making love?"

Lisa laughed.

"Dad, I used to jill off listening, and that wasn't making love, you two fucked."

I had to get this conversation off this tack.

"Well, her meds and the Ambien have put an end to that, until she gets better, and I don't think I should be talking about this with my daughter."

Lisa waved her hand and put her cup down.

"Why not Dad? I'm 21 years old, we're both adults. Furthermore, I've kinda seen you and mom fuck and, of course, you've seen me, right?"

I was in a rhetorical corner.

"Well, yes, but we are also father and daughter."

I made a point of not asking how she 'kinda' saw Dora and I. I really was not feeling comfortable with this chat, partly because it was playing on a lot of guilty thoughts I have had. Lisa laughed, shifted a little and then leaned back. Her tee was now pulled up a bit and I could see she had pale blue panties on. The fabric was pressed tightly against her mound. I assumed she had continued her practice of shaving herself there as I could make out the pattern of her vagina in the cotton.

Lisa shrugged. She moved her legs a bit. That's when it dawned on me. My daughter was intentionally displaying herself to me. This was new. She'd never done anything like this. She's no prude but she always observed some decorum.

"Well, too bad Dad. I think this is important and I'm not stopping. So, if mom's out of service what are you doing?"

The whole scenario was hitting me a little too hard in the wrong way.

"Lisa, this isn't really your business and I really do not want to talk about it. Can we talk about something else, please?"

Lisa laughed and gave me a very knowing smirk. I knew she was not letting this go.

"Hmmm, well dad, clearly it's more than just jerking off."

How did my lovely little girl turn into such an outspoken woman? She was on this like a badger and clearly enjoying my discomfort.

"Well, aren't you the worldly young woman?"

Lisa sighed and moved her left leg, turning her ankle in such a way that a gap opened between the leg of her panties and her thigh. I couldn't see anything but the shadow created fed my improper fantasies revived by my inappropriate memories. The uncomfortable feeling of being grilled on this kept my cock from reacting. I got up to pour a second cup, filling hers. She leaned forward to help me, giving me a clear view down the front of the tired tee shirt. I looked, I couldn't help it. She has wonderful breasts, so young and firm. I turned away to put the carafe back on the unit. Lisa leaned back again.

"Dad I've shared an apartment with four other girls for three years. We are like family. Your toes would curl if I told you what we've done."

I was trying to think of a reason to leave the room and end this. I feared for my resolve if I stayed. However, when she said that, I lost any resolve I had. I was going to see this through, wherever it went.

"Maybe I should sit down before you inevitably tell me, since you're determined to shock me."

Lisa giggled.

"Sit or stand, won't matter dad. I know how big it is."

I sat at the end of the table. If anything came up, at least I had cover. I was getting used to this, but it was still a bit odd. I sipped my coffee and attempted to sound bored.

"I doubt you'd curl my toes but go ahead and try.

"Okay Dad, we'll you've met the girls, right? So, visualize us all at a nudist resort for a weekend."

I had no trouble with that. All her roommates were good looking women. Not fashion model or centerfold stuff but good looking and nicely built. I'd love to see them playing volleyball naked. I faked a yawn. Lisa smiled.

"We liked it so much we became nudists in the apartment. The whole thing was Tiff's idea, we just went with it."

I gave a fake shocked look.

"Oh my!"

Lisa gave me a fake glare.

"Not good enough? Okay, we made a rule, all visitors had to be nude."

I thought for a second, she had me on that one. I looked at my daughter and arched an eyebrow.

"Everybody? And how did that work out?"

Lisa smiled. She knew she had me on the hook now. She shifted again, now opening up the other leg hole of her panties. Still nothing but shadow but now I was getting more comfortable and I felt a little stirring. I was seated up to the table, so I was safe, for now. But I knew this was just beginning.

Lisa got a very wicked grin on her face.

"Very well, father, and in some very interesting ways."

I looked at her as I took my mug and had another sip, waiting.

"Well, when guys stopped by, not necessarily boyfriends, they fought it. They'd see us open the door naked and get all drooly till we told them the deal. But they gave in pretty quick. We'd hold small parties and they got pretty popular. I will confess we did take advantage of the situation but always in our rooms, no orgies or gangbangs."

"I'm relieved to know that. I can only imagine what it was like."

Lisa grinned. She sat up, clenched her thighs together, took a breath and settled back against the chair, with her legs slowly moving open to the position she had before. Then I saw it, a small dark spot, exactly where you'd expect it to be. That was my warning that this tale was going to get wild.

"I bet you can Dad, I bet you can. But the real surprise was when Tiffany's parents came to visit her."

That opened my eyes.

"You made the parents go nude?"

"Well, no. We agreed to suspend the rule. Tiff said they really wouldn't mind but we didn't believe her, right?"

I just nodded. I had no idea where this was going.

"Well, Bill and Christine got there around five. We started up the Marquita machine. After two or three rounds of very tequila heavy drinks, Christine held up her hand. We all shut up. So she says that Tiff had told her about our rule. We were shocked and a bit embarrassed but Christine didn't stop. She said she thought it was cool and why had we stopped doing it? Well, I said because they were visiting. Dad, Christine and Bill stood up and, I swear, started taking their clothes off. I went to look at Tiff and she's right next to them tossing off her clothes."

I spit my coffee.

"You're making that up!"

Lisa looked me right in the eye.

"On my heart I swear, dad, we were blown away. In thirty seconds the three of them were naked and just sitting there like it's nothing. Then Bill looks at us and smiles. 'Well?' is all he said. Dad, what choice did we have? We all got up and stripped."

I gave her a look.

"I have pictures."

I spit coffee again.

"Told you I'd curl your toes, dad."

"So you're game kinda backfired, eh?"

I noticed that the small dark circle was now twice that size and very dark. Lisa caught me looking and just smiled.

"Yeah, not what we were expecting, to say the least."

"So, were Tiff's parents in good shape or what?"

"Hmmm I think you're really beginning to like this story, dad. Yeah, pretty good. Christine was built like Tiff and her dad's a runner so he's all tall and lean."

She saw my eyes.

"Yeah, he got a little wood when we all got naked but it faded as we went back to drinking. That was it till bed time. We all got up, made dinner, drank some more, laughed a lot and went to bed."

I glanced quickly at the space between my daughter's thighs. The gusset was all very dark and looked to be actually seeping through. Lisa would occasionally clench her thighs but she made a point of opening back up. There had to be more. My dick was rock hard now. I wanted more.

"That's it?"

Lisa sighed, clenched her legs and re-opened them.

"Hell no, now is when it gets wild, I hope you're ready."

I slipped my hand under the table and just gave my cock a squeeze, she caught me.

"Ha Ha, you too? Good! Well, as I said, we all went to bed. I woke up an hour later and had to pee something awful. I raced to the bathroom and let it fly. I came out of the door and heard something. Tiff's room is the only one past the bathroom. We joke that she can moan when she jills and we won't hear her. Well, I heard moaning. I was curious; I knew her folks were in there too."

I slid my chair back a little. I knew my daughter would see the tent in my boxers but I didn't care. If she didn't mind showing me her soaked panties then I didn't mind. She glanced, paused and continued. I looked down and saw the wet spot where the tip of my cock was pressing up the silk, the spot expanding as I watched.

"The hall was pitch black, the nightlight was lying on the floor. That was curious indeed. As I moved closer I saw the door was open. It was open a lot more than 'oops I forgot to latch the door' open. Tiff's lap top was on. It was sitting on the desk next to the door and the screen bathed the room in a diffused light."

Lisa paused to breathe. Her breathing was a bit more ragged. The wet spot was all the way down as far as I could see and the fabric had molded itself to her opening. I wanted to stroke my cock, but I resisted.

"So, what did you see?"

Lisa paused and looked alternately at my face and my crotch. She stuck her thumbnail in her teeth and nibbled as she spoke.

"You like my story of nudity, don't you."

She pointed at my cock.

"I know he does."

I laughed, nervously.

"Uh, yeah, I guess I do."

She was nibbling that nail again. There was a seemingly long silence.

"Wanna try it? Right now?"

I chickened out.

"Uhhh not right now, let me get used to the idea."

I was surprised, she didn't press, she just went back to the story.

"Well, I hope you don't get weird about this but when I looked into the room Tiffany was naked and riding her father."

I was confused and my face clearly showed it. Lisa quickly ran her hand down over her soaked panties as she clarified.

"Um dad, she was riding her dad's cock, he was fucking her. She was moaning up a storm and I was very sure this wasn't the first time."

My eyes bolted wide at the idea that my daughter had witnessed someone actually engaging in my deepest and most guilt filled fantasy. I had to be sure.

"Can't be, it must have been her mother, dear."

Lisa scoffed.

"Uh no dad, I saw her, sitting in a chair with two fingers up her pussy."

"You sure?"

"Dad, she locked eyes with me and just smiled."

"Holy shit!"

Lisa laughed lightly.

"Yeah, holy shit."

"Well, what did you do?"

Lisa gave me a very wicked smile.

"I did just what my perv dad did, I watched."

My hand was in my lap, just brushing my cock. I couldn't stop myself.

"You didn't go in?"

"Hell no! Nobody invited me but Christine seemed to like me watching. So, I watched and then went back to my room and jilled off for like a fucking hour."

I sighed and leaned back letting my thumb caress my shaft through the silk. Lisa noticed.

"Glad to know you're not grossed out. I wasn't sure you'd like this story."

I just looked at her and brushed my silk cased dick. She took the hint and continued. I looked between Lisa's legs. There was a visible puddle on the vinyl below the soaked gusset of her panties.

"Well, next morning we're all up except Tiff and her folks. I was the only one that saw anything because nobody gave any hint they had. We were all naked, of course."

"Lisa, you like this naked thing, don't you?"

I had inadvertently given her the lead-in she was hoping for.

"Damn right Dad! Wanna see?"

She stood and held her hands at the hem of her tee.

"I will if you will, dad."

I had to make one last try, just to make sure.

"Um you are still my daughter."

Lisa ignored me and crossed her hands and pulled up, her tee shirt off in a whisk of tired cotton. She dropped it on the floor and went right to the waistband of her panties. Her breasts were big and firm, just like her mom's at that age. She had big brown areolas crowned with a big fat hard nipple. I'd never seen her breasts, they were amazing.

"We're just two adults, dad; it's no biggie, you chicken?"

I crossed my personal Rubicon, there was no turning back now.

"Hell no!"

I stood up, proud of my tent. As I watched Lisa slid the panties down, slowly baring the very base of her abdomen. She spread her legs, just a little and slid them down a little more. I looked and I noticed she was looking at me as she did it. As the waist band went below the gusset it stayed and soon the garment was upside down, the waistband at her thighs and the gusset still close to her crotch. She looked right in my eyes and slowly tugged down. The fabric was released from its sexual adhesive and dropped down, leaving a small thin line connecting the crotch of her panties to her vagina. I sighed as I pulled the front of my boxers out and slid them down till they fell of their own weight to my ankles, where I stepped out and tossed them aside with my toe.

"Happy now, my daughter?"

She sat back down leaving her legs wide.

"Yes, for now."

Lisa sat down and now let her had drop to her wide open and glistening pussy. She began to run her finger idly up and down the plump lips, occasionally dipping in at the bottom. I couldn't help it. I sat down, facing her, our legs almost touching and began to slowly stroke fat seven inches.