Solving Problems Ch. 01

"FUCK! Oh dad! Yeah! Come on Ram me!"

I did too. I grabbed her trim waist and began to pile drive her pussy.

"Dad don't you want to lick my pussy? How bout a blow job?"

She was teasing me.

"Girl, I'll shave you and lick you and fill your mouth with cum but right now I just need to fuck you, a lot."

"Mmmmmm than do it dad, fuck your daughter!"

Ohhh I did too. After a few minutes on the arm of the couch, she came and I moved her to the ottoman where I was on top. She came there too, loudly. Then the floor, where she was on top in a reverse cowboy. That was when I hit my limit.

"Oh fuck baby! Daddy's cumming! Unnngggghhhhh!"

"Cum in me dad! I'm there too! Fuuuuuccckkk!"

We writhed in our collective climax, soaking the carpet in our fluids. She just stayed on top of me as my cock shrank in her tunnel. She moved and I slithered out followed by another wave. She laughed lightly.

"Man, we fuck good together."

"Yeah, that's one way to put it. Let's clean up and eat. We need to take a break."

Sandra got up and we headed for the bathroom.

"Dad, am I staying here tonight?"

I put my arm around my daughter and pulled her tight.

"Is that really a question?"

We showered together. I washed my daughter from head to toe, concentrating on her furry snatch but never getting her off. She washed me and I stopped her from sliding my cock in her mouth. She was pouting as we dried.

"Anticipation, my girl, anticipation."

She smiled.

"You are so fucking wicked dad. I fucking love it."

We made a quick lunch, without fucking and then Sandra wanted to go shopping. She had a look in her eye that spelled trouble, I couldn't wait.

We were in the mall, mostly window shopping till we got to one store of ladies fashion. Sandra loved the stuff so we went in and looked around. One of the sales clerks was a young twenty something girl, quite petite and very cute. Brown hair and blue eyes and I noticed she could not keep her eyes off of Sandra.

"Daughter dear, you have an admirer."

Sandra smiled.

"I noticed. What should I do?"

I was a little surprised.

"I don't know. Have you ever...?"

My daughter gave me a little hip check.

"Oh yeah, I've been there. Remember, your daughter...?"

I laughed.

"Yup, I should never have questioned you. So what do you want to do?"

Sandra looked through a rack and took out some swimsuits.

"Be wicked and a tease, wanna help?"

I fell in behind her as she headed for the dressing rooms.

"You have to ask?"

The store was empty except for us so this was going to be interesting. The dressing rooms had just curtains and were located way in the back around a corner, so there was no line of sight from the floor. There was a chair in the hall and I sat as Sandra went in to "try on" swim suits. The clerk came around the corner but stopped and blushed when she saw me. Time to help out.

"Oh hi. Thanks for coming in. Sandra may need some help and I have to go make a call, do you mind?"

The girl made a smile and said 'oh no, I'd love to.' I left.

What happened next I was not a witness to so I'll let Sandra tell it.

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I was in the dressing room. We were right, the girl came down the hall and dad ad-libbed beautifully and exited. Now it was time to test this girl's limits. I took out my phone and set it to record video. I had lots of room on the card so I perched up on a shelf and let it run. Hopefully dad will get an amazing show. She was hovering in the hall just out of sight. The curtain was, of course, not fully closed at all.

I very slowly took off my shirt, slowly unbuttoning and exposing my bra clad breasts. She peeked and pulled back. Then I carefully unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs, pressing them down with my hands, caressing my leg in the process. She peeked again and I think I heard her breathing harder. I stood in just my thong and bra and stretched, sighing as I did so. Then I casually reached up and unclasped my bra, slowly letting it slide down my arms. I glanced over my shoulder to see her peeking again. I turned to let her see my breasts, looking distracted and massaging them so she could get a good look. I was facing the mirror and ignoring her face in the reflection as I put my fingers in the waistband of my panties and slowly slid them down. I saw it. Her hand slid up under her skirt and she was not doing a good job of hiding it. She was standing in the hall and rubbing her pussy, time to have some fun. I looked her right in the eye in the mirror.

"Take them off and hand them to me."

She looked stunned and went to leave.

"NO, stay! Now do as I ask."

Her face was a combination of lust and shame. She paused and looked over her shoulder. She needed a nudge. I turned around facing her and put one hand on my full bush, slipping a finger in, and tweaked a nipple with the other.

"You know you want to. It's okay, now do it, give them to me."

She sighed and her other hand moved under and soon I saw a light blue pair of hipsters appear at her knees, pressed down by her hands. She quickly got them to her feet, looking around, and stepped out of them. She kneeled down and picked them up moving to the curtain. I reached out and a very fragrant and wet pair of panties was delivered into my hand. She was blushing deeply. I raised them to my nose and partook of her scent as I looked at her. She was gasping with lust. I stood naked with her panties pressed up to my mouth and sucked on the gusset, tasting her excitement. She moved towards the curtain. I looked at her and she stopped.

"Not here, my dear, not now. But we will. Have you been with a woman?"

She blushed deeply and nodded.

"Good. Have you ever been with a woman and a man?"

Her eyes went wide and she nodded no.

"Would you like to?"

She nodded yes.

I put my hand on my pussy and began to play, she gasped.

"Wanna watch me and my friend?"

She put a hand to her mouth and nodded. I reached up and sent a text. A minute later dad was walking down the row and slipped in the booth. The girl held up a finger and pointed to the store, she had to see if there were any other customers. Now I'll let dad tell the rest.

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As I walked into the narrow hallway the girl went to leave. But she was back in a flash. I was in the booth with Sandra by then. The girl stood in the hall and nervously looked at us. Sandra spoke to the girl.

"Get in the booth across, leave the curtain open and enjoy."

The cute young girl backed into the booth directly across from ours, she left the curtain wide open. I slipped in with Sandra. She was standing naked and had panties up against her face. I smiled and she pressed them to my mouth.

"She tastes wonderful."

We looked over and the poor girl had her hand up under her skirt. Her eyes were wide and her breathing was irregular. I looked at Sandra and whispered loudly enough for the girl to hear.

"Taste me instead."

Sandra fell to her knees and began to work my belt. I looked over and the girl had pulled off her skirt. I could see her trim hips and noticed she was shaved smooth. She looked at me and gave me a wicked smile. Oh, we had her.

My pants and briefs were now around my ankles as my daughter held my rigid cock and, looking right into the masturbating clerks blue eyes, slid my dick right down her throat. I think the girl came, she quaked and groaned. I knew I was not going to last at all.

"Sandra, I'm close, this is just too much."

She kept my dick in her mouth and talked around it.

"Tell me when."

This girl had a plan. This was the first time my daughter was sucking my dick and she had amazing skills. I looked over and our voyeur was still busy. Her eyes were glazed and she was rubbing her clit hard. That did it.

"Fuck baby, here it cums!"

Sandra pulled her mouth off and my cum shot out all over her face and tits. It felt great. She stood and quickly walked across the hall. I watched as she grabbed the young girl and kissed her hard. She didn't resist. Then Sandra told her.

"Lick it off."

It was like water to a parched traveler. The girl quickly licked and sucked every bit of my cum from my daughter's body as Sandra ran her hand around the girl's shaved pussy. When she was done Sandra began to finger her hard and they kissed. The young thing was getting close. As she was about to cum Sandra looked into her eyes and said.

"He's my dad.'

The girl nearly blacked out from the strength of her orgasm. Sandra had to hold her up.

We left the store having made a date for Kristen to visit my house soon. I looked at my daughter.

"That was a bit dangerous."

She strode along.

"Which part, father?"

I laughed.

"There was a part that wasn't dangerous?"

Now she laughed.

"True, but what do you mean?"

"Telling the girl I was your father."

Sandra shrugged.

She doesn't look like an idiot and we have a very strong resemblance, I'm pretty sure she figured it out. Besides, what's she gonna do?

She had a very good point. We drove home reliving and laughing about our lusty adventure and wondering what Kristen would be like.

By the time we got back to the house I was horny as hell. Sandra was in the door ahead of me and was stripping.

"New policy dad, no clothes in the house, well when it's just us."

I was taking my clothes off as she spoke.

"Sounds good to me."

I was naked and hard. Sandra smiled.

"Geez, already? Your daughter just gave you a world class blowjob and you came all over my face, isn't that enough for now?"

She was smiling wickedly. I knew she didn't mean that.

"No, not when I watched a hot little 20 year old make out with you and lick my cum off your body while you fingered her hot wet pussy."

Sandra was moving towards the ottoman.

"Oh yes, that. Well I just had this urge and she was so delicious looking. But now I seem to be all hot and bothered. Oh, that's right, I never came..."

She lay back on the ottoman and hooked her hands behind her knees. She pulled back and her furry sex was wide open. I kneeled down and moved between her legs.

"My poor daughter, all wound up after sucking her father's cock in front of some poor salesgirl. All horny. Well, my girl. Dad's going to suck your hairy pussy till you cum all over my face and then I'm going to fuck you hard."

She moaned.

"Oh, I LOVE it when you talk dirty dad! Now, lick me, I need to cum all over your face!"

Sandra's pussy was wide open and her fur was a sodden mat. I dove in. She tasted great. I plunged my tongue in her slit and licked up hard till I brushed her clit. She quivered.

"OOOOOHH FUUUCCCCKKKKKK!"

My daughter bucked her hips up into my face as I kept licking her hot slit. A copious flow ran into my mouth. I reluctantly pulled my face away.

"I love the taste of my daughter's pussy!"

And dove back in. Sandra came on my face right after that. It filled my mouth as she moaned. As I stood and grabbed her legs, propping them on my shoulders, my daughter grabbed my prick and put it right at her entrance.

"Fuck me. Fuck your daughter, and hard. Pound me dad, I'm so fucking horny!"

I did too. I rammed my cock in my little girl and railed her hard. The slap of our bodies colliding resonated around the room. My nose was filled with the scent of love in the air. I felt the wave of her juice as as she came on my cock, over and over. We did this for fifteen minutes, I'd cum in the store so I could last. Finally she begged me.

"Dad, cum Please! I'm beat but I need your cum!"

"Ohfuck baby girl, I'm there! Hummmmppfff hummppfff, oh yeah!"

"ON ME DAD! PULL OUT AND CUM ALL OVER YOUR SLUTTY GIRL!"

I pulled out fast and a long ribbon of giz shot out and right up her belly, ending at her tits. I shoved forward and the second one bathed her face. The third was weak and just coated her fur. I staggered back and collapsed on the couch, panting.

"You're gonna kill me girl."

She just lay there, her juice still running out of her pussy. Her breathing was deep.

"Loved it dad, loved it. So fuckin good."

We showered and managed to not have sex. As we dried I was looking at Sandra's hairy muff. She struck a pose.

"You like or do you want it bare like Kristen's? I do both."

"Bare, baby, nice and smooth."

Sandra went to the cabinet.

"Well, no time like the present, it's all nice a soft and clean."

We moved to the bed and she lay on a beach towel. I took scissors and carefully trimmed away the bulk of her curly fur. She was getting excited, I knew she would. I watched as her lips grew and drops of cuntal dew appeared.

"You know you're going to have to lick my slick pussy when you're done?"

I laughed lightly and got the shave cream and razor.

"It's the only way to make sure."

I shaved my daughter's pubic region very carefully. I may, or may not have, made appoint of touching her clitoris frequently and having to spread and open her vaginal lips to get those pesky hairs. By the time I was done, her pussy was running and she was panting. I ran my hand over her smooth skin.

"Fuck you dad, lick my pussy. I'm gonna cum instantly."

I put my mouth on her slit and rammed my tongue up there. She tasted great and I was instantly rewarded by her groan and a flow of her essence.

"OOOOHHH FUUUCKKKK THAT'S GOOOOOD! AHHHHHHHHH!"

I drank from her baby tunnel. I couldn't get enough. I pulled my face away.

"Fuck it pops, fuck my smooth pussy, please?"

I mounted her fast. I was on top and her legs clamped around as my cock found its home. I wasn't going to last long either. It'd been a long day. In five minutes, I was done.

"Cumming Sandra! Dad's cumming in your smooth pussy! UNNNGGHGHGHH!"

I held as my load jetted out. Then I slowly pulled out, too sensitive to stay. I collapsed next to her.

"Okay, we need to have a sex free evening. I'm not twenty anymore."

Sandra laughed and rolled over on top of me.

"Sounds good dad. Let's go make some dinner and watch a movie."

That's how the evening went. We went to bed and I crashed. The next few days were a repeat of the first. Sandra was in touch with Kristen and they're working out a date. My daughter and I screwed ourselves silly till it was time for our spouses to come home.

We lay there in bed on that last day. We were naked, of course. Sandra was toying with the hair on my chest. She paused and looked up at me.

"I wonder how mom made out on her trip?"

I rolled my daughter on top of me and as our lips closed I whispered.

"Often, I hope."

Mom's story is next...