April - 2021.
These, the stories we now call the Tukiko Series, were originally published here a few months ago. When Anne published these stories on another website, she made many changes and improvements. Meanwhile, some of us were feeling uncomfortable with the stories here as they didn't really fit the storyline so finally, the decision was made to unpublish them update the storyline with some fill-in stories and then republish.
After some fill-in stories have been published, the storyline has been brought up to date with this series regarding some of the younger characters, we can look at republishing the improved versions of these stories. During this process, we allowed further changes to be made. While republishing as if they were new stories, we have kept the original posts so any earlier comments that were made, have been retained.
Allan Jr.
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Sunbathing Naked with Mum.
Hello again from Tukiko.
The next morning, on the day after our nude beach trip, Mum and I were relaxing outside in my favourite nude sunbathing place. Both of us were naked, of course, both of us enjoying the warmth of the morning sun. This was something different. The first time it had ever happened. The first time either Dad or Mum had joined me.
Over breakfast, she had been telling me how much she admired my all-over tan. Thought it might be nice to get one herself. "Get rid of those awful bikini lines," Mum had said.
So I invited her, saying she was always welcome to join me every Sunday morning when I sunbathed nude for an hour or so before the sun got too hot.
Dad had left early, as he usually does on Sunday, off to meet his golf buddies for a game or two. He would be gone much of the day so Mum and I had the place to ourselves.
I was laying back, enjoying the warmth of the morning, sunbathing my naked body when she had arrived out, wrapped in a towel.
"Mind if I join you?" Mum asked.
"Sure," I replied. "I told you, you're always welcome."
I watched how she unwrapped the towel and laid it on the deck beside me. Like me, she was naked underneath. She lay back beside me which gave me the chance to observe her nude body. Having worn her bikini only once in the sun the day before, already you could see where some parts of her body were lighter and some darker. Bikini lines were starting to appear.
For a woman of her age, Mum has a great body considering she has had three kids and doesn't seem to do much exercise. I was kind of shocked, kind of pleased how open she had become about showing it off. I liked that in her. How she had lost that apparent modesty of never wanting to show her body to now where she was proud and happy to show it off, to all on the beach who cared to look. First, as if wearing a tiny bikini, tiny as any I'd dare wear, was bold enough, she'd gone even further, going totally nude. It seemed like she had enjoyed it too. I was glad for her in her new delight in nudity.
The next morning, on the day after our nude beach trip, Mum and I were relaxing outside in my favourite nude sunbathing place. Both of us were naked, of course, both of us enjoying the warmth of the morning sun. This was something different. The first time it had ever happened. The first time either Dad or Mum had joined me.
Over breakfast, she had been telling me how much she admired my all-over tan. Thought it might be nice to get one herself. "Get rid of those awful bikini lines," Mum had said.
So I invited her, saying she was always welcome to join me every Sunday morning when I sunbathed nude for an hour or so before the sun got too hot.
Dad had left early, as he usually does on Sunday, off to meet his golf buddies for a game or two. He would be gone much of the day so Mum and I had the place to ourselves.
I was laying back, enjoying the warmth of the morning, sunbathing my naked body when she had arrived out, wrapped in a towel.
"Mind if I join you?" Mum asked.
"Sure," I replied. "I told you, you're always welcome."
I watched how she unwrapped the towel and laid it on the deck beside me. Like me, she was naked underneath. She lay back beside me which gave me the chance to observe her nude body. Having worn her bikini only once in the sun the day before, already you could see where some parts of her body were lighter and some darker. Bikini lines were starting to appear.
For a woman of her age, Mum has a great body considering she has had three kids and doesn't seem to do much exercise. I was kind of shocked, kind of pleased how open she had become about showing it off. I liked that in her. How she had lost that apparent modesty of never wanting to show her body to now where she was proud and happy to show it off, to all on the beach who cared to look. First, as if wearing a tiny bikini, tiny as any I'd dare wear, was bold enough, she'd gone even further, going totally nude. It seemed like she had enjoyed it too. I was glad for her in her new delight in nudity.
"You're getting them already," I said.
She pulled down her dark glasses to look at me. "Getting what?" she asked.
"Tan lines. You're getting marks from your bikini."
"Yes," she agreed. "I saw it in the mirror."
We relaxed beside each other. For a while on our backs before rolling to our fronts.
"This sun is getting hot," Mum said. "Can you put some lotion on my back, Tukiko?"
"Sure Mum."
Taking the lotion bottle, I poured some on my hands before applying it to her back. I had agreed without the slightest thought that touching her nude body could be sexual. But working over her nude body like that, gave me a lot better chance to observe her more closely.
First over her shoulders then lower now, moving down over her back and on down to her bum.
"Do that too," she had said. "It's only a bum."
'Only!' I thought as I gave a little giggle. Not sure if she heard that. Didn't appear that she had.
So, my hands were rubbing over the cheeks there, feeling the soft roundness and seeing down into the split between. As I worked, I pulled at her cheek, it opened her split up so I could see down inside. I found myself taking secret delight at closely seeing my mother's intimate parts. There was her bum hole, crinkled skin around the tiny dark hole. Lower down was the start of her cunny lips too.
I don't know what made me but I couldn't resist taking some oil on my fingers and running down her split, my fingers tickling her bum hole before moving on to briefly run down over her cunt lips.
I heard the soft moan she gave, but she didn't say anything.
That felt a bit naughty touching her like that. I couldn't help but notice up between her thighs. There were her lips, more open now. I was sure I could see drops of moisture on them. The thought came to me: - Was she turned on by this? Was she actually enjoying my touching her like this? That moan had certainly indicated it was possible.
I moved on down to her legs and feet, again taking the chance to peep at the open lips of her pussy between her open thighs. I don't know why I was attracted to it. I pulled my eyes away but kept looking back. There was no hair there, just her lips. I must admit to finding it sexy. I was thinking to myself, 'It's your mother's privates for God's sake,' but that didn't stop me. I kept on looking as I rubbed over her legs.
"Are you finished there?" she asked me. "Or do you want more time?"
'What did she mean by that?' I thought as my mind was pulled back to what she was saying. Did she know? Did she realise her daughter was getting furtive enjoyment from perving at her cunt? I didn't know but couldn't be sure.
"I'm finished," I said as I moved up beside her.
She pulled down her dark glasses to look at me. "Getting what?" she asked.
"Tan lines. You're getting marks from your bikini."
"Yes," she agreed. "I saw it in the mirror."
We relaxed beside each other. For a while on our backs before rolling to our fronts.
"This sun is getting hot," Mum said. "Can you put some lotion on my back, Tukiko?"
"Sure Mum."
Taking the lotion bottle, I poured some on my hands before applying it to her back. I had agreed without the slightest thought that touching her nude body could be sexual. But working over her nude body like that, gave me a lot better chance to observe her more closely.
First over her shoulders then lower now, moving down over her back and on down to her bum.
"Do that too," she had said. "It's only a bum."
'Only!' I thought as I gave a little giggle. Not sure if she heard that. Didn't appear that she had.
So, my hands were rubbing over the cheeks there, feeling the soft roundness and seeing down into the split between. As I worked, I pulled at her cheek, it opened her split up so I could see down inside. I found myself taking secret delight at closely seeing my mother's intimate parts. There was her bum hole, crinkled skin around the tiny dark hole. Lower down was the start of her cunny lips too.
I don't know what made me but I couldn't resist taking some oil on my fingers and running down her split, my fingers tickling her bum hole before moving on to briefly run down over her cunt lips.
I heard the soft moan she gave, but she didn't say anything.
That felt a bit naughty touching her like that. I couldn't help but notice up between her thighs. There were her lips, more open now. I was sure I could see drops of moisture on them. The thought came to me: - Was she turned on by this? Was she actually enjoying my touching her like this? That moan had certainly indicated it was possible.
I moved on down to her legs and feet, again taking the chance to peep at the open lips of her pussy between her open thighs. I don't know why I was attracted to it. I pulled my eyes away but kept looking back. There was no hair there, just her lips. I must admit to finding it sexy. I was thinking to myself, 'It's your mother's privates for God's sake,' but that didn't stop me. I kept on looking as I rubbed over her legs.
"Are you finished there?" she asked me. "Or do you want more time?"
'What did she mean by that?' I thought as my mind was pulled back to what she was saying. Did she know? Did she realise her daughter was getting furtive enjoyment from perving at her cunt? I didn't know but couldn't be sure.
"I'm finished," I said as I moved up beside her.
She offered to do the same for me. Yes, that included all of my back, bum as well. But I noticed she spent a bit longer touching my privates. I was surprised she did that. It actually felt good. I loved how she touched my little bum hole, her finger rubbing over the crinkles around the hole. I felt how she even pushed lower between my legs, her fingers touching my pussy lips where she spent longer than I had with her. There was no penetration, just lightly touching along my lips. She must have felt I was wet. I experienced a slight disappointment when she moved away, on down to my legs. But I was sure, she knew. She must have felt how I juiced up at her touch. How my body trembled under her fingers while a soft sigh escaped my lips.
A bit later, it was time to roll on our backs. To my surprise, Mum offered to do my front. I didn't know what to say at first as I realised that this might include my pussy too, certainly my breasts.
I just nodded 'Yes.'
As I had guessed, this did include her hands rubbing over the mounds of my breasts. She took her time over them, giving me more of a tit massage than just applying the lotion. The final part was that extra special attention to my nipples. My nipples are very sensitive and I love them being touched and handled in just the way she was doing. Just lightly, her oil slick fingertips rubbing over them. Holding them more firmly as she fondled them, even going to gently pulling on them.
Yes, you would be correct in saying, this was becoming far more sexual than just applying suntan lotion. In the back of my mind, I was saying: - This is Mum. She shouldn't be doing this. But she was, and I was enjoying it too. I shouldn't be enjoying it either, but I was.
The next part was my body which she covered thoroughly but quickly. Then, to my surprise, she jumped from just above my pussy hairline, right down to my feet.
My feet were done well, thoroughly might be a better word. I must add what she did, how she rubbed both over and under my feet felt pretty good. I am amazed by how areas of my body that I had always considered as non-sexual can become quite arousing when handled right. Mike had shown me that with my belly button, now Mum was showing me it with my feet.
She even worked over my toes, taking each one, in turn, holding and playing with it, giving each its special attention. She held my foot, thumb on top, fingers underneath, rubbing and moving much as you would a massage. Yes, that was it, this was far more a massage than the application of suntan lotion.
Moving up on to my legs then higher onto my thighs. She gave me some extra treatment there too. Well, laying on my back like that, my thighs, particularly their insides could be considered as the entrance to my pussy. I loved those long firm strokes her hands made, right up the inside of each leg until she stopped slightly below my pussy. Firmly moulding and kneading the muscles as her fingers glided over the smoothness of my flesh.
Soon, I wanted her to go further, move on to my pussy. But she held back. Teasing me, building my desires. I was surprised at how my body was responding to her touch. My legs had drifted further apart, making room for her hands to work and no doubt displaying much more of my pussy. You could even say, I was inviting her hands in. But she held back, remaining at her work on my thighs.
This continued, with my body becoming more and more aroused by what she was doing. I could feel how hot and wet I was becoming, more and more desperate for her to touch me. From where she was, she must have seen it too. Each time her hands moved up close to my pussy, I was giving little humps back at her, telling her I wanted more I hoped. But it seemed she just ignored the signs.
She stopped. I opened my eyes to see Mum pour more oil over her hands. I knew what was coming next. This was it. I knew she was going to do it. Give my pussy the treatment now. So, before she could see I'd been watching, I closed my eyes again to lay back and enjoy what she was about to do. Can you believe that? I was preparing myself, to lay back and savour the delights of Mum's fingers working over my pussy.
As I expected, her hands came straight in, fingers rubbing through the hair over my mound and then on down over my lips. She took her time there, rubbing along them with long strokes from my clitty, all the way down to my arse hole. It felt great and soon I was giving little moans as my pussy humped back at her, my juices flowing freely. I was so turned on by this, sexually aroused by my own mother playing with my cunt.
She stopped again, probably taking more oil before she continued. This time, there were two hands, one going to rub the hood over my clitty while the other hand went lower down onto my wet lips. I felt two fingers press against me and my lips opened so my greedy pussy could take them inside.
'My God!' I thought. 'She was inside me. My mother was finger fucking me!'
Suddenly, I realized where this was going. This was clearly her intention to get me off. And it was working too. My body was responding to her. What she was doing, pumping into my pussy like that, felt really great but those fingers rubbing over my clitty were really doing it for me. Within only a short time my approaching orgasm had begun to develop and it soon became apparent that it was going to be a big one.
This pleasure filled my mind and body, taking over, blocking everything else out. It shouldn't have been, I should have been feeling this was wrong but I wasn't. My chest was rising and falling, as my breathing increased. My body trembling under her touch, my pelvis pressing up at her hands, seeking as much as I could from her fingers.
Those fingers lower down, plunging into me now. I realized she was being quite rough with me, slamming her fingers into me with all the force she could give me and it felt great. I was loving it. It also seemed her two fingers had become thicker too. Maybe three fingers now, even more.
Her top fingers, working over my clitty hood felt great too. Suddenly, they broke through as my lips parted, her wet fingers making direct contact. The thrill burst from me as my orgasm consumed me, mind and body taken, swept up in the thrilling rush. I cried out, (hope the neighbours weren't outside). I cried out, jumped and struggled against her but she held me firmly, continuing her work at my cunt, working at my clitty, extending my orgasm as wave after wave broke over me.
Finally, she withdrew her fingers, just making little trickles along my lips as she allowed me to subside. I was blown away by that. But also excited it had been done by another woman, my very own mother. Yes, that last thought surprised me. My mother had just done that to me! Given me an amazing orgasm.
That was the end of our sunbathing session that day. Soon we were getting up and going inside. She produced a jug of delicious lemon squash and we sat down to enjoy the refreshing drink together.
A bit later, it was time to roll on our backs. To my surprise, Mum offered to do my front. I didn't know what to say at first as I realised that this might include my pussy too, certainly my breasts.
I just nodded 'Yes.'
As I had guessed, this did include her hands rubbing over the mounds of my breasts. She took her time over them, giving me more of a tit massage than just applying the lotion. The final part was that extra special attention to my nipples. My nipples are very sensitive and I love them being touched and handled in just the way she was doing. Just lightly, her oil slick fingertips rubbing over them. Holding them more firmly as she fondled them, even going to gently pulling on them.
Yes, you would be correct in saying, this was becoming far more sexual than just applying suntan lotion. In the back of my mind, I was saying: - This is Mum. She shouldn't be doing this. But she was, and I was enjoying it too. I shouldn't be enjoying it either, but I was.
The next part was my body which she covered thoroughly but quickly. Then, to my surprise, she jumped from just above my pussy hairline, right down to my feet.
My feet were done well, thoroughly might be a better word. I must add what she did, how she rubbed both over and under my feet felt pretty good. I am amazed by how areas of my body that I had always considered as non-sexual can become quite arousing when handled right. Mike had shown me that with my belly button, now Mum was showing me it with my feet.
She even worked over my toes, taking each one, in turn, holding and playing with it, giving each its special attention. She held my foot, thumb on top, fingers underneath, rubbing and moving much as you would a massage. Yes, that was it, this was far more a massage than the application of suntan lotion.
Moving up on to my legs then higher onto my thighs. She gave me some extra treatment there too. Well, laying on my back like that, my thighs, particularly their insides could be considered as the entrance to my pussy. I loved those long firm strokes her hands made, right up the inside of each leg until she stopped slightly below my pussy. Firmly moulding and kneading the muscles as her fingers glided over the smoothness of my flesh.
Soon, I wanted her to go further, move on to my pussy. But she held back. Teasing me, building my desires. I was surprised at how my body was responding to her touch. My legs had drifted further apart, making room for her hands to work and no doubt displaying much more of my pussy. You could even say, I was inviting her hands in. But she held back, remaining at her work on my thighs.
This continued, with my body becoming more and more aroused by what she was doing. I could feel how hot and wet I was becoming, more and more desperate for her to touch me. From where she was, she must have seen it too. Each time her hands moved up close to my pussy, I was giving little humps back at her, telling her I wanted more I hoped. But it seemed she just ignored the signs.
She stopped. I opened my eyes to see Mum pour more oil over her hands. I knew what was coming next. This was it. I knew she was going to do it. Give my pussy the treatment now. So, before she could see I'd been watching, I closed my eyes again to lay back and enjoy what she was about to do. Can you believe that? I was preparing myself, to lay back and savour the delights of Mum's fingers working over my pussy.
As I expected, her hands came straight in, fingers rubbing through the hair over my mound and then on down over my lips. She took her time there, rubbing along them with long strokes from my clitty, all the way down to my arse hole. It felt great and soon I was giving little moans as my pussy humped back at her, my juices flowing freely. I was so turned on by this, sexually aroused by my own mother playing with my cunt.
She stopped again, probably taking more oil before she continued. This time, there were two hands, one going to rub the hood over my clitty while the other hand went lower down onto my wet lips. I felt two fingers press against me and my lips opened so my greedy pussy could take them inside.
'My God!' I thought. 'She was inside me. My mother was finger fucking me!'
Suddenly, I realized where this was going. This was clearly her intention to get me off. And it was working too. My body was responding to her. What she was doing, pumping into my pussy like that, felt really great but those fingers rubbing over my clitty were really doing it for me. Within only a short time my approaching orgasm had begun to develop and it soon became apparent that it was going to be a big one.
This pleasure filled my mind and body, taking over, blocking everything else out. It shouldn't have been, I should have been feeling this was wrong but I wasn't. My chest was rising and falling, as my breathing increased. My body trembling under her touch, my pelvis pressing up at her hands, seeking as much as I could from her fingers.
Those fingers lower down, plunging into me now. I realized she was being quite rough with me, slamming her fingers into me with all the force she could give me and it felt great. I was loving it. It also seemed her two fingers had become thicker too. Maybe three fingers now, even more.
Her top fingers, working over my clitty hood felt great too. Suddenly, they broke through as my lips parted, her wet fingers making direct contact. The thrill burst from me as my orgasm consumed me, mind and body taken, swept up in the thrilling rush. I cried out, (hope the neighbours weren't outside). I cried out, jumped and struggled against her but she held me firmly, continuing her work at my cunt, working at my clitty, extending my orgasm as wave after wave broke over me.
Finally, she withdrew her fingers, just making little trickles along my lips as she allowed me to subside. I was blown away by that. But also excited it had been done by another woman, my very own mother. Yes, that last thought surprised me. My mother had just done that to me! Given me an amazing orgasm.
That was the end of our sunbathing session that day. Soon we were getting up and going inside. She produced a jug of delicious lemon squash and we sat down to enjoy the refreshing drink together.
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Come to Our Room Tonight.
We were sitting, still naked, at the table in the kitchen sipping on the cool drink. I was looking over at her, seeing how her breasts jiggled slightly as she moved. She has larger nipples than mine. Where my nipples are two solid nubs, her nipples were broken, with holes in their ends, evidence of her breastfeeding. (She once said I caused most of the damage by chewing on them as a baby, while both my brothers were just content to suck. Too much information, maybe.) They were darker, with what seemed like rougher texture on her areoles than mine. I had the thought, 'I wonder what it would feel like to suck them.'
What she had done for me outside, had been amazing but it raised some questions too. This was my mother! Why did she do that? Why didn't I stop her? Why didn't she want the same in return? Was this a one-off thing or was she expecting more between us?
"That was amazing," I told her.
She looked at me.
"You know, what you did outside."
"Oh that, I'm glad you enjoyed it, Tukiko," she said. "I'm also glad I haven't lost my touch with a woman."
"Have you done that before?" I asked in surprise.
"That and a lot more with the girls I boarded with, in my university days."
"Really," I said, surprised at this new revelation about Mum's past.
We sat silent for a few moments as I tried to take in what she was telling me.
"What do you mean, more?"
"Pretty much anything a woman can do to another woman."
Now I was shocked.
What she had done for me outside, had been amazing but it raised some questions too. This was my mother! Why did she do that? Why didn't I stop her? Why didn't she want the same in return? Was this a one-off thing or was she expecting more between us?
"That was amazing," I told her.
She looked at me.
"You know, what you did outside."
"Oh that, I'm glad you enjoyed it, Tukiko," she said. "I'm also glad I haven't lost my touch with a woman."
"Have you done that before?" I asked in surprise.
"That and a lot more with the girls I boarded with, in my university days."
"Really," I said, surprised at this new revelation about Mum's past.
We sat silent for a few moments as I tried to take in what she was telling me.
"What do you mean, more?"
"Pretty much anything a woman can do to another woman."
Now I was shocked.
"So, did you enjoy it, Tukiko?" Mum asked. "Didn't feel uncomfortable that I am your mother?"
"I did at first, but soon got over it and felt feelings I've never had before. I enjoyed it."
"No doubts about it now?" she laughed.
"Other than wondering why you did it, I feel fine."
"Then why is it so gross when your father does that to me?" Mum said, keeping her voice quiet and steady.
That hit hard. For a moment, I looked at her. She wasn't smiling now, looking very serious, in fact. Caught by this sudden change in the conversation, I wasn't sure how to respond. She waited, no doubt waiting for me to reply. I knew I had to say something.
"I don't know," I replied.
"Well, your remarks are beginning to annoy your father and me. He has asked me to talk with you about it. You have to get over this, Tukiko. We are normal people, like you. We have sexual needs and desires too, you know."
She stopped, maybe waiting for me to reply again but what could I say.
"I know that Mum."
"Then why can't you accept it?"
"I don't know, Mum. I am sorry," I said as tears weld up in my eyes.
For a moment she reached over and held my hand. "It's ok honey. Let's just try to work this out."
I reached up to wipe my wet eyes with my hand and she gave me a tissue.
"We have come up with a possible solution," she said. "Probably an unconventional and unorthodox solution but we think it might work. This will take us all way out of our comfort zones but we hope you can feel more comfortable around us afterwards."
I was looking at her, wondering what she was saying and where she was going with this. It obviously involved us doing something together but I was unsure what. Again, I gave no answer other than just sitting there watching her.
I could see she was feeling a bit uncomfortable about this, herself. Looked to be struggling to find the right words to continue. While the pause was most likely only a few moments, it seemed like an age. Finally, she found the right words and began speaking.
"Tonight, we want you to come and join us in bed. Watch your father and I have sex together. Maybe, even join in with us if you want to."
That came as a total shock when I realized what she had just asked me. Perhaps, you guys might have seen this coming but I certainly didn't. I struggled with the idea, not really taking it in. Actually, I couldn't believe what she had just said. I couldn't get my head around what she had just asked me.
"But, Mum," I said. "I can't do that. It is your privacy."
"We are willing to do this... if it will help you... make you more relaxed around us."
Her words came in bursts. Like she was struggling with this too.
"I don't know, Mum. This is way out there."
"Yes, we know that Tukiko, but at least give it a try."
"But I don't..."
"You don't have to do anything... Just watch... Watch us fucking."
We talked for a while longer and as we did, I began to become more comfortable with the idea. At least, I thought it was worth trying for them as it was obviously taking them out there too. In the end, I said I would probably come but just wanted to think about it a bit more.
"Ok then Tukiko, if you decide to join us, just open the door and come in. We'll be waiting for you."
I nodded to say, I understood.
"If you decide not to come, can you give a knock on our door? We'll know not to wait for you. But we will still expect to see an attitude change from now on, Tukiko."
"Ok, Mum," I said. "I'll probably come in. But unsure what I will do."
"I will leave that to you, honey. There will be no pressure from us other than you watch us having sex."
"Ok, Mum," I acknowledged her.
"And Tukiko, can you do something very special for your father. He doesn't know I am asking this. He likes seeing you wearing your red bikini. Can you wear it for him, please?"
"Yes, Mum. I will do that for him since he is willing to do this for me."
I looked over at her and saw her smile.
"You both are," I quickly added as I reached out to touch her hand.
She stood up, came around the table and gave me a hug. "Thank you," she said.
"I did at first, but soon got over it and felt feelings I've never had before. I enjoyed it."
"No doubts about it now?" she laughed.
"Other than wondering why you did it, I feel fine."
"Then why is it so gross when your father does that to me?" Mum said, keeping her voice quiet and steady.
That hit hard. For a moment, I looked at her. She wasn't smiling now, looking very serious, in fact. Caught by this sudden change in the conversation, I wasn't sure how to respond. She waited, no doubt waiting for me to reply. I knew I had to say something.
"I don't know," I replied.
"Well, your remarks are beginning to annoy your father and me. He has asked me to talk with you about it. You have to get over this, Tukiko. We are normal people, like you. We have sexual needs and desires too, you know."
She stopped, maybe waiting for me to reply again but what could I say.
"I know that Mum."
"Then why can't you accept it?"
"I don't know, Mum. I am sorry," I said as tears weld up in my eyes.
For a moment she reached over and held my hand. "It's ok honey. Let's just try to work this out."
I reached up to wipe my wet eyes with my hand and she gave me a tissue.
"We have come up with a possible solution," she said. "Probably an unconventional and unorthodox solution but we think it might work. This will take us all way out of our comfort zones but we hope you can feel more comfortable around us afterwards."
I was looking at her, wondering what she was saying and where she was going with this. It obviously involved us doing something together but I was unsure what. Again, I gave no answer other than just sitting there watching her.
I could see she was feeling a bit uncomfortable about this, herself. Looked to be struggling to find the right words to continue. While the pause was most likely only a few moments, it seemed like an age. Finally, she found the right words and began speaking.
"Tonight, we want you to come and join us in bed. Watch your father and I have sex together. Maybe, even join in with us if you want to."
That came as a total shock when I realized what she had just asked me. Perhaps, you guys might have seen this coming but I certainly didn't. I struggled with the idea, not really taking it in. Actually, I couldn't believe what she had just said. I couldn't get my head around what she had just asked me.
"But, Mum," I said. "I can't do that. It is your privacy."
"We are willing to do this... if it will help you... make you more relaxed around us."
Her words came in bursts. Like she was struggling with this too.
"I don't know, Mum. This is way out there."
"Yes, we know that Tukiko, but at least give it a try."
"But I don't..."
"You don't have to do anything... Just watch... Watch us fucking."
We talked for a while longer and as we did, I began to become more comfortable with the idea. At least, I thought it was worth trying for them as it was obviously taking them out there too. In the end, I said I would probably come but just wanted to think about it a bit more.
"Ok then Tukiko, if you decide to join us, just open the door and come in. We'll be waiting for you."
I nodded to say, I understood.
"If you decide not to come, can you give a knock on our door? We'll know not to wait for you. But we will still expect to see an attitude change from now on, Tukiko."
"Ok, Mum," I said. "I'll probably come in. But unsure what I will do."
"I will leave that to you, honey. There will be no pressure from us other than you watch us having sex."
"Ok, Mum," I acknowledged her.
"And Tukiko, can you do something very special for your father. He doesn't know I am asking this. He likes seeing you wearing your red bikini. Can you wear it for him, please?"
"Yes, Mum. I will do that for him since he is willing to do this for me."
I looked over at her and saw her smile.
"You both are," I quickly added as I reached out to touch her hand.
She stood up, came around the table and gave me a hug. "Thank you," she said.
As I watched, she went off to start on her usual Sunday morning tasks. I sat there for a while stunned. My mind racing with what she had asked me. I still was trying to believe that my Mum had actually invited me to watch her and Dad having sex.
I got up, took our glasses over to the sink, gave them a rinse and put them away. I headed back to my room. I needed time alone, time to think about this.
Still naked, I stood in front of my mirror looking at myself. I often did this when thinking about deep things. In some ways, it is like I am talking with myself in the mirror. I often make important decisions like that.
All this, with Mum and Dad, had come as a shock. It was just over a week ago when things had been going along normally. I'm a normal Japanese girl, a good girl, having been brought up by what I had thought was fairly conservative parents. There had been rules about dating and boys, with me finally being given more freedom when I turned eighteen. But still, the boyfriend had to come home and suffer the meeting of my parents before I could date him.
There were a few, a couple rejected by my parents and a couple more by me. Finally, I settled down with a Japanese boy I liked. Mum and Dad liked him too and were happy with him. I had the feeling, they would rather I was with a Japanese boy so I was sure that made them more excepting of him.
As I said, I was a good Asian girl, been brought up to save myself for my husband. One of the reasons two of those boyfriends didn't last, they wanted and were pressing me to sex with them. I wasn't going there so I dropped them. I knew some of my friends were sexually active and heard stories about what they did with boys. But not me, I wanted to remain pure.
With my current boyfriend Masanori, it was different. We settled down into a long-term relationship and soon we began to play around a bit. First, I allowed him to touch my breasts, feeling them and then eventually getting them out for him. I loved how he would bend down to suck them. Couldn't get enough of that and he seemed to like it too.
That progressed to further touching, lower down. His hand up my skirt or down inside my jeans. But never inside my panties. One day, I had the urge to get him out and I marvelled at the hard cock he presented to me. I will never forget that day, how I reached out and touched him, held his beautiful male cock for the first time. Of course, that night I lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties so he could see me too. Only fair, after what he had shown me. I allowed him to touch me, run his fingers down my lips. But I firmly drew the line at any penetration.
Looking at each other soon became blow-jobs and mutual masturbation sessions watching each other. This was not new to me as I had done as much with my older brother before he moved away from home.
Finally, on my 19th birthday, I gave myself to him. It happened, on a blanket laid on the soft grass in a park down by a stream in the Waitakere Ranges. It had been good, not much pain and soon I was enjoying it. Sex became regular after that as I quickly developed a taste for it but we remained discreet and I thought I was doing a good job of hiding it from my parents. Well, so I thought.
I got up, took our glasses over to the sink, gave them a rinse and put them away. I headed back to my room. I needed time alone, time to think about this.
Still naked, I stood in front of my mirror looking at myself. I often did this when thinking about deep things. In some ways, it is like I am talking with myself in the mirror. I often make important decisions like that.
All this, with Mum and Dad, had come as a shock. It was just over a week ago when things had been going along normally. I'm a normal Japanese girl, a good girl, having been brought up by what I had thought was fairly conservative parents. There had been rules about dating and boys, with me finally being given more freedom when I turned eighteen. But still, the boyfriend had to come home and suffer the meeting of my parents before I could date him.
There were a few, a couple rejected by my parents and a couple more by me. Finally, I settled down with a Japanese boy I liked. Mum and Dad liked him too and were happy with him. I had the feeling, they would rather I was with a Japanese boy so I was sure that made them more excepting of him.
As I said, I was a good Asian girl, been brought up to save myself for my husband. One of the reasons two of those boyfriends didn't last, they wanted and were pressing me to sex with them. I wasn't going there so I dropped them. I knew some of my friends were sexually active and heard stories about what they did with boys. But not me, I wanted to remain pure.
With my current boyfriend Masanori, it was different. We settled down into a long-term relationship and soon we began to play around a bit. First, I allowed him to touch my breasts, feeling them and then eventually getting them out for him. I loved how he would bend down to suck them. Couldn't get enough of that and he seemed to like it too.
That progressed to further touching, lower down. His hand up my skirt or down inside my jeans. But never inside my panties. One day, I had the urge to get him out and I marvelled at the hard cock he presented to me. I will never forget that day, how I reached out and touched him, held his beautiful male cock for the first time. Of course, that night I lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties so he could see me too. Only fair, after what he had shown me. I allowed him to touch me, run his fingers down my lips. But I firmly drew the line at any penetration.
Looking at each other soon became blow-jobs and mutual masturbation sessions watching each other. This was not new to me as I had done as much with my older brother before he moved away from home.
Finally, on my 19th birthday, I gave myself to him. It happened, on a blanket laid on the soft grass in a park down by a stream in the Waitakere Ranges. It had been good, not much pain and soon I was enjoying it. Sex became regular after that as I quickly developed a taste for it but we remained discreet and I thought I was doing a good job of hiding it from my parents. Well, so I thought.
Then came that day when we met Joseph and Lizamoa at the waterfall (Story 230 - Japanese Pussy at Mokoroa Falls.) To my surprise, Mum and Dad were happy to go skinny dipping with them and even get onto having sex with them. When I hesitated, not wanting to reveal my sexual experience more than not wanting to do it, Mum said she knew all along that I was fucking my boyfriend. That was a shock!
I had such a good time, that day. It was great sex, a great cock, I learnt a lot. It was nearly a year later when Mum and Dad decide to visit Joseph and Lizamoa, I wanted to go too. The thought of that lovely big cock again, how could a girl say no? So, I gatecrashed the party. (Story 251 Part One - Our Japanese Visitors.)
That was only a couple of weeks ago. So much had happened since then. Mum had brought up the idea of going to a nude beach and Lizamoa had arranged it for them. They had the hots about it all week. (Story 252 - Sayako's Sexy Bikini.) Probably, it then that some remarks from me offended them. But they were a bit over the top. Totally lost the plot, I had said.
In my case, I was a bit scared about getting naked in front of so many people but I went with them, got over my nerves and had a lot of fun. (Story 253 Part One - Getting Naked on a Nude Beach.) I even met this handsome guy, Mike, older than me and married. We still went up into the sand dunes for some awesome sex. (Story 253 Part Two - Tukiko’s Sexual/Exhibitionism/Voyeurism.)
Mum and Dad loved the idea of getting naked on a nude beach and weren't shy in doing so too. Later I discovered them up in the sand dunes having an orgy with two other couples. That was sexy to watch them too. They surprised me, particularly how much Mum did. That ending, her with five other people, I won't forget that in a hurry. Having sex like that was totally wild and I found it exciting too.
I had such a good time, that day. It was great sex, a great cock, I learnt a lot. It was nearly a year later when Mum and Dad decide to visit Joseph and Lizamoa, I wanted to go too. The thought of that lovely big cock again, how could a girl say no? So, I gatecrashed the party. (Story 251 Part One - Our Japanese Visitors.)
That was only a couple of weeks ago. So much had happened since then. Mum had brought up the idea of going to a nude beach and Lizamoa had arranged it for them. They had the hots about it all week. (Story 252 - Sayako's Sexy Bikini.) Probably, it then that some remarks from me offended them. But they were a bit over the top. Totally lost the plot, I had said.
In my case, I was a bit scared about getting naked in front of so many people but I went with them, got over my nerves and had a lot of fun. (Story 253 Part One - Getting Naked on a Nude Beach.) I even met this handsome guy, Mike, older than me and married. We still went up into the sand dunes for some awesome sex. (Story 253 Part Two - Tukiko’s Sexual/Exhibitionism/Voyeurism.)
Mum and Dad loved the idea of getting naked on a nude beach and weren't shy in doing so too. Later I discovered them up in the sand dunes having an orgy with two other couples. That was sexy to watch them too. They surprised me, particularly how much Mum did. That ending, her with five other people, I won't forget that in a hurry. Having sex like that was totally wild and I found it exciting too.
Now here we were, the very next day. After Mum had given me that orgasm under the pretence of putting sun lotion on me, she was asking me to join her and Dad, to watch them having sex. It was even implied they would be open to me joining in the fun too.
So much, so fast. Sensory, emotional overload, you might say. I must admit, I was struggling with this a bit. Struggling a lot actually. After all, they were my parents. Even if I'd seen them taking part in some thrilling sex at the beach, they were still Mum and Dad. I was undecided about what I should do.
I went for a run, to clear my head and was feeling good when I got home. But in the shower, with my soapy hands rubbing over my naked body, my desires came back. I had to admit, there were desires. A part of me was turned on by Mum's proposal, wanted to go for it. But there was also another part of me saying, 'They are your parents. You can't do this. It's like, so wrong.'
During the afternoon, those two parts fought it out in my head. All afternoon, I was going but then wasn't going. By dinner time I was still undecided. Nothing was said over the meal or when we were watching TV afterwards. Finally, they announced they were going to bed. Dad left first then Mum gave me a shy smile and followed him.
In my bedroom, I was still thinking about what I should do. To say the very least, this was very unusual. Watching Dad and Mum having sex? That was bad enough but maybe even becoming involved, myself. Then there was that request that I wear my red bikini because Dad thinks it's sexy.
This was all getting a bit much, taking some getting my head around. Should I go in and join them or should I just give that knock on their door and forget the whole thing.
Well, forgetting wasn't an option now anyway. It had been mentioned by Mum and been on my mind all day.
I also had to admit to myself that I was a bit turned on by this too. Watching Mum and Dad in the sand dunes with those other two couples had been highly erotic. I'd had two orgasms while I watched, then another couple in bed that night just thinking about it again.
I had to tell myself that I kind of liked looking at them naked too. It had been sexy rubbing lotion over Mum's body that morning and I had enjoyed secretly view her cunt up close. What she had done for me had been amazing, also surprising she had taken it as far as an orgasm. But I must add, that orgasm had been a good one. It seems her hands knew how to give me the greatest pleasure.
And I did always look whenever Dad's cock was on show too. I'd noticed him hard and thought it looked quite handsome. I noticed him soft and was fascinated by the difference.
Wearing the bikini was a bit different too. An unusual request I thought. But then this whole thing was unusual. Mum had openly said Dad was attracted by it. So, it made sense that by wearing it again, especially in a bedroom situation, it would be like turning him on, sort of asking him, an invitation if you like, to take it further.
A shudder swept through my body. No, not a bad, negative shudder either, a shudder of pleasure. I realized I was turned on by the thought of this. It was this, the realization of how it was affecting me that helped me decide.
I was going to their bedroom that night. Not to knock on the door but rather to open it and go in to join them. I also told myself that this would most likely be more than just watching, much more.
Pulling the red bikini from my drawer, I neatly laid it out on the bed. I began undressing. I was decided now. No more doubts. I was going to join them now and even more, I was going to indulge Dad in his fetish for sexy bikinis. That made me giggle as I put the bikini on.
Now wearing nothing but that tiny bikini, I left my bedroom, walking down the passageway to my parent's room. Reaching for the door handle, I took a deep breath, opened it and walked in.
So much, so fast. Sensory, emotional overload, you might say. I must admit, I was struggling with this a bit. Struggling a lot actually. After all, they were my parents. Even if I'd seen them taking part in some thrilling sex at the beach, they were still Mum and Dad. I was undecided about what I should do.
I went for a run, to clear my head and was feeling good when I got home. But in the shower, with my soapy hands rubbing over my naked body, my desires came back. I had to admit, there were desires. A part of me was turned on by Mum's proposal, wanted to go for it. But there was also another part of me saying, 'They are your parents. You can't do this. It's like, so wrong.'
During the afternoon, those two parts fought it out in my head. All afternoon, I was going but then wasn't going. By dinner time I was still undecided. Nothing was said over the meal or when we were watching TV afterwards. Finally, they announced they were going to bed. Dad left first then Mum gave me a shy smile and followed him.
In my bedroom, I was still thinking about what I should do. To say the very least, this was very unusual. Watching Dad and Mum having sex? That was bad enough but maybe even becoming involved, myself. Then there was that request that I wear my red bikini because Dad thinks it's sexy.
This was all getting a bit much, taking some getting my head around. Should I go in and join them or should I just give that knock on their door and forget the whole thing.
Well, forgetting wasn't an option now anyway. It had been mentioned by Mum and been on my mind all day.
I also had to admit to myself that I was a bit turned on by this too. Watching Mum and Dad in the sand dunes with those other two couples had been highly erotic. I'd had two orgasms while I watched, then another couple in bed that night just thinking about it again.
I had to tell myself that I kind of liked looking at them naked too. It had been sexy rubbing lotion over Mum's body that morning and I had enjoyed secretly view her cunt up close. What she had done for me had been amazing, also surprising she had taken it as far as an orgasm. But I must add, that orgasm had been a good one. It seems her hands knew how to give me the greatest pleasure.
And I did always look whenever Dad's cock was on show too. I'd noticed him hard and thought it looked quite handsome. I noticed him soft and was fascinated by the difference.
Wearing the bikini was a bit different too. An unusual request I thought. But then this whole thing was unusual. Mum had openly said Dad was attracted by it. So, it made sense that by wearing it again, especially in a bedroom situation, it would be like turning him on, sort of asking him, an invitation if you like, to take it further.
A shudder swept through my body. No, not a bad, negative shudder either, a shudder of pleasure. I realized I was turned on by the thought of this. It was this, the realization of how it was affecting me that helped me decide.
I was going to their bedroom that night. Not to knock on the door but rather to open it and go in to join them. I also told myself that this would most likely be more than just watching, much more.
Pulling the red bikini from my drawer, I neatly laid it out on the bed. I began undressing. I was decided now. No more doubts. I was going to join them now and even more, I was going to indulge Dad in his fetish for sexy bikinis. That made me giggle as I put the bikini on.
Now wearing nothing but that tiny bikini, I left my bedroom, walking down the passageway to my parent's room. Reaching for the door handle, I took a deep breath, opened it and walked in.
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Making Love to Daddy and Mummy.
Mum and Dad were laying on their bed. On one side, Mum was wearing her sexy bikini while Dad lay in the centre of the bed, naked. I could see his cock was partly erect so it was obvious that had been playing. Did it look wet? Kind of did.
Mum motioned me over to the other side of Dad.
"So, you decided to join us, Tukiko," he said smiling. "Come here beside me."
I climbed on the bed, lying down beside him. I noticed he was watching me as I did. That bikini is tiny. Shows much of my body but I was usually comfortable with it. Even on a crowded beach, it didn't bother me. It hid my important bits. But then, here, in front of Dad, I was very conscious of what I was wearing. Very conscious that he was checking me out, sexually viewing my body.
Straight off, Mum began to touch Dad, her fingers running across his chest. She found one of his man-nipples, rubbing over it until it became erect.
I found that sexy, my body gave a shudder of excitement. Maybe it was the thought of that being done to one of my nipples. You know how I love them being touched.
I saw Dad reach over for Mum, his hand rubbing over her bikini top until he found the bump of her nipple. He played with it, pulling on it, rubbing over it. Then grasping her bikini top he pulled it aside, exposing her nipple for further play.
Then he looked across at me and smiled. I smiled back. His other hand rose towards my bikini top covering my breast, stopping just short of touching me.
It was a turning moment as he looked at me and I knew this is the point where we would cross the line or not. I looked down at his fingers suspended in midair, just in front of my breast. I looked back up at his face, smiled and nodded my head.
Mum motioned me over to the other side of Dad.
"So, you decided to join us, Tukiko," he said smiling. "Come here beside me."
I climbed on the bed, lying down beside him. I noticed he was watching me as I did. That bikini is tiny. Shows much of my body but I was usually comfortable with it. Even on a crowded beach, it didn't bother me. It hid my important bits. But then, here, in front of Dad, I was very conscious of what I was wearing. Very conscious that he was checking me out, sexually viewing my body.
Straight off, Mum began to touch Dad, her fingers running across his chest. She found one of his man-nipples, rubbing over it until it became erect.
I found that sexy, my body gave a shudder of excitement. Maybe it was the thought of that being done to one of my nipples. You know how I love them being touched.
I saw Dad reach over for Mum, his hand rubbing over her bikini top until he found the bump of her nipple. He played with it, pulling on it, rubbing over it. Then grasping her bikini top he pulled it aside, exposing her nipple for further play.
Then he looked across at me and smiled. I smiled back. His other hand rose towards my bikini top covering my breast, stopping just short of touching me.
It was a turning moment as he looked at me and I knew this is the point where we would cross the line or not. I looked down at his fingers suspended in midair, just in front of my breast. I looked back up at his face, smiled and nodded my head.
As I looked back down, his hand covered those last few inches and contacted my bikini top, directly over my nipple. I felt the touch, I felt how his fingers gripped the nub through my bikini top, sending a thrill through my body and my eyes closed as I gave a soft moan.
Why was that moment so intense? It was like something inside me burst and opened a flood of new feelings. Soon the bikini top had been pulled aside and the nipple exposed as his fingers returned.
Meanwhile, Mum had moved down lower to Dad's cock, taking him with her hand and slowly pumping him. I was watching her now, mesmerized by what she was doing. I watched as the softness of his cock, formed and hardened. I saw how the work of her fingers was growing him until he stiffened and became rigid.
It wasn't the first time I'd seen Dad hard and I've already admitted to rather liking his cock. It had a nice look and shape to it. His head a lot blunter than Mike's or my boyfriend, more as a mushroom would be called blunt. The slot in the top seemed a bit longer too and there appeared to be a tiny drop at its top.
A beautiful cock, if in fact, you could call a cock beautiful. Perhaps handsome would be more the word. But then, I was beginning to get the idea that all cocks in erection look handsome. Certainly all the cocks I had seen.
Now having achieved her mission of getting him hard she could hold him and pump him with a full hand. I was fascinated by watching them. The way she wanked him was great but it got even better when she brought her mouth down to him.
First licking and then sucking. I was captured by them. Watching what she was doing to him, watching how he was responding. I love how at one point she tried to press her tongue tip into the slot in his cock head. That must have felt good, judging by the shudder his whole body gave. Made my body shudder with pleasure too. Something worth remembering too.
This may sound silly but in these last few days, I was beginning to realise how connected a man is to his cock. In that I mean, how some times the smallest of things done to their cock would have a huge effect on them and their whole bodies. It didn't escape my notice as to the potential power a woman could have of a man via his cock.
Finally, I couldn't take any more. I had to do something for myself. My pussy was crying out for attention too. I reached to push my bikini bottom down and off when Dad stopped me.
"Don't take them off, honey," he said. "Just pull them aside."
That bikini thing of Dad's again. So, that's the way I did it. My bikini top pulled aside while he played with my nipple. My bikini bottom pulled aside while I played with my pussy. First stroking along the lips on the outside. But I was wet, very wet so it was easy to press my fingers inside. Before long this had become thrusting my fingers in deep, pumping at my cunt, giving myself a real workout while I watched them.
I was wet, my fingers touching me were wet, felt good too. If I had continued, I knew I'd been able to quickly cum. But I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to wait a bit longer first. I went into holding mode, just doing enough to feel good and keep me horny but not enough to send myself over. It was with me in that high state of arousal that the couple in front of me took things to a new level.
Why was that moment so intense? It was like something inside me burst and opened a flood of new feelings. Soon the bikini top had been pulled aside and the nipple exposed as his fingers returned.
Meanwhile, Mum had moved down lower to Dad's cock, taking him with her hand and slowly pumping him. I was watching her now, mesmerized by what she was doing. I watched as the softness of his cock, formed and hardened. I saw how the work of her fingers was growing him until he stiffened and became rigid.
It wasn't the first time I'd seen Dad hard and I've already admitted to rather liking his cock. It had a nice look and shape to it. His head a lot blunter than Mike's or my boyfriend, more as a mushroom would be called blunt. The slot in the top seemed a bit longer too and there appeared to be a tiny drop at its top.
A beautiful cock, if in fact, you could call a cock beautiful. Perhaps handsome would be more the word. But then, I was beginning to get the idea that all cocks in erection look handsome. Certainly all the cocks I had seen.
Now having achieved her mission of getting him hard she could hold him and pump him with a full hand. I was fascinated by watching them. The way she wanked him was great but it got even better when she brought her mouth down to him.
First licking and then sucking. I was captured by them. Watching what she was doing to him, watching how he was responding. I love how at one point she tried to press her tongue tip into the slot in his cock head. That must have felt good, judging by the shudder his whole body gave. Made my body shudder with pleasure too. Something worth remembering too.
This may sound silly but in these last few days, I was beginning to realise how connected a man is to his cock. In that I mean, how some times the smallest of things done to their cock would have a huge effect on them and their whole bodies. It didn't escape my notice as to the potential power a woman could have of a man via his cock.
Finally, I couldn't take any more. I had to do something for myself. My pussy was crying out for attention too. I reached to push my bikini bottom down and off when Dad stopped me.
"Don't take them off, honey," he said. "Just pull them aside."
That bikini thing of Dad's again. So, that's the way I did it. My bikini top pulled aside while he played with my nipple. My bikini bottom pulled aside while I played with my pussy. First stroking along the lips on the outside. But I was wet, very wet so it was easy to press my fingers inside. Before long this had become thrusting my fingers in deep, pumping at my cunt, giving myself a real workout while I watched them.
I was wet, my fingers touching me were wet, felt good too. If I had continued, I knew I'd been able to quickly cum. But I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to wait a bit longer first. I went into holding mode, just doing enough to feel good and keep me horny but not enough to send myself over. It was with me in that high state of arousal that the couple in front of me took things to a new level.
Mum moved so she sat with a leg on each side of Dad, I had a ringside view of the action about to come. I could see how she took his cock and guided it to her wet cunt. Like me, she hadn't removed her bikini bottom, just pulled it out of the way.
From so close like I was, I had a grand view of what she was doing. Her smooth shaved pussy looked perfect. This morning it had been slightly rough, the stubble of her pubic hair beginning to grow, now it was soft and smooth. I could clearly see her lips. Where this morning they had been a slot in the bottom of her pubic mound, now her lips were swollen and split open. Part of her inner lips could be seen too. And she was wet with pussy juices. Very wet, probably soaking would be more the word. So, turned on and ready for her husband's cock.
I watched as Mum came down on to the top of Dad's hard cock. I witnessed the moment of contact, the moment of entry when the head of his cock pressed between her lips. I heard the deep moan she gave and looked up to see the look of arousal on her face.
As the full weight of her body pressed down on him, I could see how her lips stretched and opened to take him. I've never seen it like this before, never as close as this. 'This must be how I looked when I took cock,' I thought.
The full head had disappeared inside now and soon she was taking most of his shaft. She began to move, began to fuck him. I was laying there watching close up as Mum was riding cowgirl style, fucking my Dad. And I couldn't take my eyes off his cock moving in her cunt. I found I was enjoying watching it.
I was highly aroused by watching my parents fucking. This was too much. My body was so turned by this that it needed some attention too. I was so wet now too, really juicing up. My fingers were thrusting deep inside, finger fucking myself while I continued watching what Mum's cunt was doing to Daddy's cock. Yes, I was heading for my first cum too.
"Come up here, Tukiko, "Dad said, his voice husky with desire. "Sit over me. Let me eat you."
I stopped what I was doing and looked up at him, saw the look on his face. His hands were still reaching up for Mum, one hand going to each bared tit. But Dad's eyes were on me.
"I want to smell the aroma of your pussy. Taste the sweet nectar of your cunt. Press my tongue deep between your lips."
Damn, that was sexy! My whole body gave a jerk at the sound of that. My pussy jumped at my hand and a wave of pleasure burst through me. Is it possible to cum from just hearing something like that? I think it might be. I almost did that time.
Not for even a second did I hesitate. I wanted what he asked. My pussy wanted it too. Wanted the delicious delights of being eaten. I moved so I could lift my leg over in front of Mum and bring my pussy down against Dad's mouth.
His hands reached for my hips to hold me against him as his tongue probed into the lips of my pussy. Those first few licks along the length of my cunt were lovely, but it was astonishing when he began thrusting his tongue in between my lips.
He began to eat me. Lick all over, lapping up my juice. He took my lips between his lips and began sucking. I shut my eyes, giving a deep moan.
I knew, with what I had been doing to myself I was turned on. I knew with what he was doing I wasn't going to last long. I was half gone before I even got on to him. But there was actually another surprising development that finally did it for me.
Mum was still behind me, still riding Daddy's cock. She leaned forward so her breasts pressed against my back. Her hands came under my arms and up on to my breasts, her fingers going straight for my hardened nipples. With a shock, I realised another woman was sexually touching me. Not just touching me as she had this morning to apply lotion over my breasts. This was highly sexual, my mother touching and fondling my aroused and hardened nipples while she fucked the man underneath us.
All it took was a sharp pinch on each nipple, that sharp bite of pain. With Daddy's lips going in for my clitty at the same time, my body could take no more. My orgasm exploded through my body. It was a huge one, consuming me, leaving me helpless so Daddy and Mummy had to hold me from falling.
"Are you Ok?" I heard Mum say close to my ear.
"That must have been good," Dad added, with a laugh.
I finally managed to speak. "Oh... That was..."
I didn't manage to get the rest out but I think they both got the message. With them both in contact with my body when it happened, I'm sure they must have felt how the powerful surges had racked through my body as it hit.
I felt weak as I lifted my leg over Daddy's head and exhausted as I moved back to lay beside them where I had been before. He was probably thinking, 'took her out of the game easy enough, now I can get back to the real business, Sayako.' lol. To much enthusiasm and not enough staying power. Yeah that's me I think.
From so close like I was, I had a grand view of what she was doing. Her smooth shaved pussy looked perfect. This morning it had been slightly rough, the stubble of her pubic hair beginning to grow, now it was soft and smooth. I could clearly see her lips. Where this morning they had been a slot in the bottom of her pubic mound, now her lips were swollen and split open. Part of her inner lips could be seen too. And she was wet with pussy juices. Very wet, probably soaking would be more the word. So, turned on and ready for her husband's cock.
I watched as Mum came down on to the top of Dad's hard cock. I witnessed the moment of contact, the moment of entry when the head of his cock pressed between her lips. I heard the deep moan she gave and looked up to see the look of arousal on her face.
As the full weight of her body pressed down on him, I could see how her lips stretched and opened to take him. I've never seen it like this before, never as close as this. 'This must be how I looked when I took cock,' I thought.
The full head had disappeared inside now and soon she was taking most of his shaft. She began to move, began to fuck him. I was laying there watching close up as Mum was riding cowgirl style, fucking my Dad. And I couldn't take my eyes off his cock moving in her cunt. I found I was enjoying watching it.
I was highly aroused by watching my parents fucking. This was too much. My body was so turned by this that it needed some attention too. I was so wet now too, really juicing up. My fingers were thrusting deep inside, finger fucking myself while I continued watching what Mum's cunt was doing to Daddy's cock. Yes, I was heading for my first cum too.
"Come up here, Tukiko, "Dad said, his voice husky with desire. "Sit over me. Let me eat you."
I stopped what I was doing and looked up at him, saw the look on his face. His hands were still reaching up for Mum, one hand going to each bared tit. But Dad's eyes were on me.
"I want to smell the aroma of your pussy. Taste the sweet nectar of your cunt. Press my tongue deep between your lips."
Damn, that was sexy! My whole body gave a jerk at the sound of that. My pussy jumped at my hand and a wave of pleasure burst through me. Is it possible to cum from just hearing something like that? I think it might be. I almost did that time.
Not for even a second did I hesitate. I wanted what he asked. My pussy wanted it too. Wanted the delicious delights of being eaten. I moved so I could lift my leg over in front of Mum and bring my pussy down against Dad's mouth.
His hands reached for my hips to hold me against him as his tongue probed into the lips of my pussy. Those first few licks along the length of my cunt were lovely, but it was astonishing when he began thrusting his tongue in between my lips.
He began to eat me. Lick all over, lapping up my juice. He took my lips between his lips and began sucking. I shut my eyes, giving a deep moan.
I knew, with what I had been doing to myself I was turned on. I knew with what he was doing I wasn't going to last long. I was half gone before I even got on to him. But there was actually another surprising development that finally did it for me.
Mum was still behind me, still riding Daddy's cock. She leaned forward so her breasts pressed against my back. Her hands came under my arms and up on to my breasts, her fingers going straight for my hardened nipples. With a shock, I realised another woman was sexually touching me. Not just touching me as she had this morning to apply lotion over my breasts. This was highly sexual, my mother touching and fondling my aroused and hardened nipples while she fucked the man underneath us.
All it took was a sharp pinch on each nipple, that sharp bite of pain. With Daddy's lips going in for my clitty at the same time, my body could take no more. My orgasm exploded through my body. It was a huge one, consuming me, leaving me helpless so Daddy and Mummy had to hold me from falling.
"Are you Ok?" I heard Mum say close to my ear.
"That must have been good," Dad added, with a laugh.
I finally managed to speak. "Oh... That was..."
I didn't manage to get the rest out but I think they both got the message. With them both in contact with my body when it happened, I'm sure they must have felt how the powerful surges had racked through my body as it hit.
I felt weak as I lifted my leg over Daddy's head and exhausted as I moved back to lay beside them where I had been before. He was probably thinking, 'took her out of the game easy enough, now I can get back to the real business, Sayako.' lol. To much enthusiasm and not enough staying power. Yeah that's me I think.
Meanwhile, my parents had returned to the business of fucking each other. His hands had returned to her tits. Her hips moving, pulling her body away from him before thrusting back down against him again. His cock almost slipping from her before being plunged back in deep with each thrust.
For a moment the thought came to me. My parents were right in front of me fucking. Both close to orgasm by the looks of it. I was watching them and enjoying it too. I couldn't believe how much I had changed.
Suddenly my attention was pulled back by Mum's gasp. I saw her eyes were closed as she gave a throaty moan. Her smooth fluid movements had reduced to a few uncontrollable jerks. She lost all control, falling forward against her husband, my Dad.
Yes, I could see Dad was continuing. His body humping up against her as she lay on top of him. It didn't take much, not more than a few final pumps and I heard him as his orgasm overcame him.
They lay like that for a while. Both breathing deeply from what they had just done. Finally, Mum could find the energy to roll off and lay beside him.
Wow! That had been good. I discovered I had enjoyed watching them. My watching them fucking had been fulfilled now. I suppose I could have thanked them and got up to go. But I didn't. I didn't want to go; I wanted to stay and see what happened next. I was sure they were not finished and I found myself more than happy to stay and be a part of whatever that was.
For a moment the thought came to me. My parents were right in front of me fucking. Both close to orgasm by the looks of it. I was watching them and enjoying it too. I couldn't believe how much I had changed.
Suddenly my attention was pulled back by Mum's gasp. I saw her eyes were closed as she gave a throaty moan. Her smooth fluid movements had reduced to a few uncontrollable jerks. She lost all control, falling forward against her husband, my Dad.
Yes, I could see Dad was continuing. His body humping up against her as she lay on top of him. It didn't take much, not more than a few final pumps and I heard him as his orgasm overcame him.
They lay like that for a while. Both breathing deeply from what they had just done. Finally, Mum could find the energy to roll off and lay beside him.
Wow! That had been good. I discovered I had enjoyed watching them. My watching them fucking had been fulfilled now. I suppose I could have thanked them and got up to go. But I didn't. I didn't want to go; I wanted to stay and see what happened next. I was sure they were not finished and I found myself more than happy to stay and be a part of whatever that was.
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I Get Daddy's Cock.
"Let's take our bikinis off now, Tukiko," Mum said. "Will be more comfortable."
I knew what she meant. With both the top and bottom of my bikini pulled aside, it wasn't hiding anything. Just it was making things a bit restrictive when I moved. Since it was obvious, we were headed for another round of sex, I might as well get more comfortable.
I reached behind to undo my top, pulling it off and throwing it on the floor beside the bed. I looked over and saw Mum was with me too. Her top was gone and she was already pushing her bikini bottom down. Soon my bikini bottom joined my bikini top on the floor.
We were kneeling now while Dad lay on his back between us. I watched while Mum reached for his cock, taking him with her fingers. After what we had just done, he was soft of course but I was sure Mum knew how to fix that.
First, only using finger and thumb she began working him. This has become a fascination of mine to watch a cock getting hard. Now, Mum was doing it again to Dad, right in front of me.
It wasn't long before she started getting a result. As he got harder, she began using her full hand on his shaft. It looked great and by the way, he was responding, I bet it felt good too. Soon, Mum took him to the erect state I loved to look at and I could see she was getting ready to suck him. She was holding him, ready to lower her head towards him. Suddenly, I wanted to do that for him.
"Can I do that, Mum?" I asked.
She looked up at me, maybe a bit surprised, I think.
"Sure," she replied. "But he's going to taste of my pussy."
"I don't mind. I like the taste of pussy juice."
I saw her smile at that.
"Go on then," Mum said.
I reached for him, taking his cock with my hand as I bent down towards him. First came some gentle licks over him as I explored him with my tongue. Getting used to a new cock, you could say. I actually love that part of blowjobs, running my tongue over the various parts of a man, right down to his balls.
I made a point of playing with the little slot at the top of the head and discovered how sensitive he was there. I run my tongue over the little hole and felt his cock jerk in my hand. I pressed my tongue tip into the hole and heard him moan. I suddenly realised the full potential of this, a new method of turning a man on. Wow. That was so choice.
When I took one of his balls into my mouth, I heard Mum warn me to be gentle. But I already had learnt that the hard way from making my boyfriend yell with pain one day. Opps! Better not do that again. Bit of an erotic bummer for men. LOL.
But the result of all this was I had this man, so hard and excited, I had him moaning with pleasure. Kind of liked that too.
He was ready now, ready for me to take into his mouth. Bring my mouth down to him my mouth opened to take him. I took his cock head and a bit of his shaft before I closed my mouth to begin sucking.
"Take him the whole way, if you want. Make him cum."
I looked up at her, a bit surprised she said that.
"But you must let him cum in your mouth. He likes that. Swallow it too."
Let him cum in my mouth. Swallow it? That was something new. Something I'd never done before. I'd offered to do it for Mike at the beach but he had stopped me before I could. For a moment I hesitated.
"Have you ever done that before?" she asked me. "Gone the whole way with a blowjob."
"No," I replied lifting my mouth off him.
"I'll do it if you want," Mum said.
"I'd like to try."
"Ok, just follow what I tell you."
Another sex lesson? Seemed to be the story of my life recently. Sex lessons. But I shouldn't complain. I'd learnt a lot. The experience that would prove very useful I expected.
Looking up at Dad, I saw the smile on his face. So, he wanted this too, did he? He wanted his dear little daughter to suck him off. Ha, Ha. 'Let's hope I am as good as he is expecting.'
I bent down to take him in my mouth again. Taking him a bit deeper this time.
"Not so deep, honey," Mum said. "This deep thrusting is a myth. Guys are most sensitive around the head. Just getting that in your mouth will normally be enough."
That was news to me. I had thought all men liked the woman to deep-throat him, taking as much as she could. Now she was telling me this was wrong. Mike had said that too when I was with him at the beach.
I did as she said, pulling back off Dad's cock so only the head was in my mouth. Then I began to suck him again, following what Mike had told me by pumping his cock. in time with my sucking.
"That's good, Tukiko," I heard Mum say.
I was pleased she liked what I was doing.
"Now, watch his face. That will tell you how you are doing. When he is about to cum."
That was a good idea. I did what she told me, watching Dad's face as I continued sucking him. It wasn't long before I saw the first sign. His eyes closed for a moment and he gave a soft moan.
Mum saw it too. "He is getting ready now," she said. "Be ready. It comes out with a lot of force. Watch he doesn't choke you."
I continued sucking him. His cock gave a jerk and I heard another soft moan. There was the salty taste to which must have been his precum.
"He's almost there, Tukiko. Grip him a bit tighter, suck harder if you can."
I did as she told me.
"Watch out. Here it comes."
Dad's cock jerked again and suddenly he began to cum. The first shot hit me. Hot cum bursting from his cock against the back of my mouth. I remember the taste of him, the heat of him too as two more shots burst into me. It came out with such force, how could I not have noticed that.
I struggled to hold his juice over my tongue as I tried to swallow. It took a couple of tries to do it with another couple of bursts shooting in.
As he finished, Dad pulled from my mouth leaving me to swallow what was left from his cum.
"Did you swallow it all?" Mum asked.
I nodded my head, still unable to speak.
"Open your mouth. Let's see."
I opened my mouth and there was nothing there. All his cum was gone.
"Good girl," she said. "You did well for your first time."
I looked over and saw Dad was smiling too. He reached over and gave me an affectionate pat on my thigh. Telling me he was pleased too.
Yes, I was happy with myself. Wait until my boyfriend gets his next blowjob from me. He was going to be pleased with my new skills.
I knew what she meant. With both the top and bottom of my bikini pulled aside, it wasn't hiding anything. Just it was making things a bit restrictive when I moved. Since it was obvious, we were headed for another round of sex, I might as well get more comfortable.
I reached behind to undo my top, pulling it off and throwing it on the floor beside the bed. I looked over and saw Mum was with me too. Her top was gone and she was already pushing her bikini bottom down. Soon my bikini bottom joined my bikini top on the floor.
We were kneeling now while Dad lay on his back between us. I watched while Mum reached for his cock, taking him with her fingers. After what we had just done, he was soft of course but I was sure Mum knew how to fix that.
First, only using finger and thumb she began working him. This has become a fascination of mine to watch a cock getting hard. Now, Mum was doing it again to Dad, right in front of me.
It wasn't long before she started getting a result. As he got harder, she began using her full hand on his shaft. It looked great and by the way, he was responding, I bet it felt good too. Soon, Mum took him to the erect state I loved to look at and I could see she was getting ready to suck him. She was holding him, ready to lower her head towards him. Suddenly, I wanted to do that for him.
"Can I do that, Mum?" I asked.
She looked up at me, maybe a bit surprised, I think.
"Sure," she replied. "But he's going to taste of my pussy."
"I don't mind. I like the taste of pussy juice."
I saw her smile at that.
"Go on then," Mum said.
I reached for him, taking his cock with my hand as I bent down towards him. First came some gentle licks over him as I explored him with my tongue. Getting used to a new cock, you could say. I actually love that part of blowjobs, running my tongue over the various parts of a man, right down to his balls.
I made a point of playing with the little slot at the top of the head and discovered how sensitive he was there. I run my tongue over the little hole and felt his cock jerk in my hand. I pressed my tongue tip into the hole and heard him moan. I suddenly realised the full potential of this, a new method of turning a man on. Wow. That was so choice.
When I took one of his balls into my mouth, I heard Mum warn me to be gentle. But I already had learnt that the hard way from making my boyfriend yell with pain one day. Opps! Better not do that again. Bit of an erotic bummer for men. LOL.
But the result of all this was I had this man, so hard and excited, I had him moaning with pleasure. Kind of liked that too.
He was ready now, ready for me to take into his mouth. Bring my mouth down to him my mouth opened to take him. I took his cock head and a bit of his shaft before I closed my mouth to begin sucking.
"Take him the whole way, if you want. Make him cum."
I looked up at her, a bit surprised she said that.
"But you must let him cum in your mouth. He likes that. Swallow it too."
Let him cum in my mouth. Swallow it? That was something new. Something I'd never done before. I'd offered to do it for Mike at the beach but he had stopped me before I could. For a moment I hesitated.
"Have you ever done that before?" she asked me. "Gone the whole way with a blowjob."
"No," I replied lifting my mouth off him.
"I'll do it if you want," Mum said.
"I'd like to try."
"Ok, just follow what I tell you."
Another sex lesson? Seemed to be the story of my life recently. Sex lessons. But I shouldn't complain. I'd learnt a lot. The experience that would prove very useful I expected.
Looking up at Dad, I saw the smile on his face. So, he wanted this too, did he? He wanted his dear little daughter to suck him off. Ha, Ha. 'Let's hope I am as good as he is expecting.'
I bent down to take him in my mouth again. Taking him a bit deeper this time.
"Not so deep, honey," Mum said. "This deep thrusting is a myth. Guys are most sensitive around the head. Just getting that in your mouth will normally be enough."
That was news to me. I had thought all men liked the woman to deep-throat him, taking as much as she could. Now she was telling me this was wrong. Mike had said that too when I was with him at the beach.
I did as she said, pulling back off Dad's cock so only the head was in my mouth. Then I began to suck him again, following what Mike had told me by pumping his cock. in time with my sucking.
"That's good, Tukiko," I heard Mum say.
I was pleased she liked what I was doing.
"Now, watch his face. That will tell you how you are doing. When he is about to cum."
That was a good idea. I did what she told me, watching Dad's face as I continued sucking him. It wasn't long before I saw the first sign. His eyes closed for a moment and he gave a soft moan.
Mum saw it too. "He is getting ready now," she said. "Be ready. It comes out with a lot of force. Watch he doesn't choke you."
I continued sucking him. His cock gave a jerk and I heard another soft moan. There was the salty taste to which must have been his precum.
"He's almost there, Tukiko. Grip him a bit tighter, suck harder if you can."
I did as she told me.
"Watch out. Here it comes."
Dad's cock jerked again and suddenly he began to cum. The first shot hit me. Hot cum bursting from his cock against the back of my mouth. I remember the taste of him, the heat of him too as two more shots burst into me. It came out with such force, how could I not have noticed that.
I struggled to hold his juice over my tongue as I tried to swallow. It took a couple of tries to do it with another couple of bursts shooting in.
As he finished, Dad pulled from my mouth leaving me to swallow what was left from his cum.
"Did you swallow it all?" Mum asked.
I nodded my head, still unable to speak.
"Open your mouth. Let's see."
I opened my mouth and there was nothing there. All his cum was gone.
"Good girl," she said. "You did well for your first time."
I looked over and saw Dad was smiling too. He reached over and gave me an affectionate pat on my thigh. Telling me he was pleased too.
Yes, I was happy with myself. Wait until my boyfriend gets his next blowjob from me. He was going to be pleased with my new skills.
While we waited for Dad to recover Mum suggested we try some girl on girl fun together. There was no way I'd ever want to be a lesbian, and I told her so but she had said being Bi was different. Being able to have fun both ways sounded fine. That was what Mum said she was and I had seen it with her, already.
I thought ok for that and so I lay back with my legs parted while Mum got in between. First, she played with her hands. In the morning it had been just her hands, getting me off like that with a good orgasm. Now, I knew she was intending to go much further than what she had done this morning.
Mum started with her hands, fingers brushing over my pussy, pressing into me. It was finger fucking while she worked over my clitty a bit. I gave a moan at the pleasure which encouraged her. I think at that point she decided to take me out with her fingers again. As said above, it worked this morning and worked again then. The thrusting of her fingers into my cunt, the gentle pinch of my clitty with her other hand, took me out. I was gone. Not a big one, more a pleasant rolling motion that had me moan gently as she did.
But unlike this morning, Mum had no intention of stopping. As she leaned in closer, her fingers from both hands pulled my cunt lips open. Moving in even closer, she gently blew on that soft inner flesh, her breath touching parts that are hard even seen. Damn, that felt good. I wave of pleasure swept through my body. She almost made me cum, just with that.
Mum wasn't finished with me yet. Still holding me open, she pressed her mouth and tongue, in against the soft flesh of my inner lips. With the heightened state of my recent orgasm, I moaned and bucked against her but she held on to me. Nibbling and licking, eating at my pussy, she worked at my cunt. Soon I discovered my body was building for yet another cum.
I've come to learn that Mum is no stranger to eating another woman's pussy. She was doing an amazing job on me. My mind was completely consumed with what she was doing. My body was loving every second of her attention. My pussy just never wanted her to stop.
But when you do that to a pussy, to my pussy and eventually, something had to happen. In this case, it was going to be yet another orgasm. But it was going to happen Mum's way, not my way. She worked me, allowing me to build almost to the point of going over and then held me there.
I was humping at her, struggling with her, crying out and pleading with her.
"Please Mum, please. I want to cum. I need to cum."
But still, she held me back and allowed me to drop away from my high.
Again, she allowed me to build, my body excited, my orgasm racing at me, almost orgasm. I was pleading with her again, crying out. But once again, she eased off so I fell away from it. I could almost cry at the frustration of it.
Finally. On the third time, she let me cum. Oh, the relief I felt when the cum burst. The power of how it surged through my body. It had been the best of that whole night. I suddenly realised what she had done, teasing me, playing with me, building my sexual arousal, and making it better for me. Once again, the knowledge and experience showing through.
I thought ok for that and so I lay back with my legs parted while Mum got in between. First, she played with her hands. In the morning it had been just her hands, getting me off like that with a good orgasm. Now, I knew she was intending to go much further than what she had done this morning.
Mum started with her hands, fingers brushing over my pussy, pressing into me. It was finger fucking while she worked over my clitty a bit. I gave a moan at the pleasure which encouraged her. I think at that point she decided to take me out with her fingers again. As said above, it worked this morning and worked again then. The thrusting of her fingers into my cunt, the gentle pinch of my clitty with her other hand, took me out. I was gone. Not a big one, more a pleasant rolling motion that had me moan gently as she did.
But unlike this morning, Mum had no intention of stopping. As she leaned in closer, her fingers from both hands pulled my cunt lips open. Moving in even closer, she gently blew on that soft inner flesh, her breath touching parts that are hard even seen. Damn, that felt good. I wave of pleasure swept through my body. She almost made me cum, just with that.
Mum wasn't finished with me yet. Still holding me open, she pressed her mouth and tongue, in against the soft flesh of my inner lips. With the heightened state of my recent orgasm, I moaned and bucked against her but she held on to me. Nibbling and licking, eating at my pussy, she worked at my cunt. Soon I discovered my body was building for yet another cum.
I've come to learn that Mum is no stranger to eating another woman's pussy. She was doing an amazing job on me. My mind was completely consumed with what she was doing. My body was loving every second of her attention. My pussy just never wanted her to stop.
But when you do that to a pussy, to my pussy and eventually, something had to happen. In this case, it was going to be yet another orgasm. But it was going to happen Mum's way, not my way. She worked me, allowing me to build almost to the point of going over and then held me there.
I was humping at her, struggling with her, crying out and pleading with her.
"Please Mum, please. I want to cum. I need to cum."
But still, she held me back and allowed me to drop away from my high.
Again, she allowed me to build, my body excited, my orgasm racing at me, almost orgasm. I was pleading with her again, crying out. But once again, she eased off so I fell away from it. I could almost cry at the frustration of it.
Finally. On the third time, she let me cum. Oh, the relief I felt when the cum burst. The power of how it surged through my body. It had been the best of that whole night. I suddenly realised what she had done, teasing me, playing with me, building my sexual arousal, and making it better for me. Once again, the knowledge and experience showing through.
But I didn't have long to think about that. I had hardly recovered as Mum moved away, allowing Dad who was right behind her. He moved forward so he was between my open legs. I knew this was it. This was what I had come here for. My Dad was going to fuck me.
His hand came down to my pussy, feeling me, stroking me, even pressing his fingers inside.
Still recovering from that orgasm Mum had given me, all I could do was moan back up at him. I had already had more than I usually get from one sex session and now I was about to get even more. This time, through the clouded afterglow of orgasm, I knew I'd be getting a cock inside me, my father's cock, my father was going to fuck me. For a moment those doubts rose up inside me but the feelings and building desires from what he was doing to me, quickly overcome anything else.
"We're going to used missionary style now," he said.
With the position we were in, that was sort of obvious.
"If I get a bit rough, pumpkin, just tell me and I'll slow down."
'Pumpkin!' He used to call me that when I was little. Not heard that for a very long time. It was kind of nice like I was his little girl again. Not that little girls did what I was about to be doing. Lol.
Dad came forward on top of me, part of his body going between my legs and part of him going on top of me. I felt his cock press against my wet lips. He didn't hold it but just seemed to know just where to put it. The head found the opening and with how wet I was, he easily slipped into me. First, came the head, but with another thrust, most of his shaft too.
A few big thrusts followed with his body pressing down at me with most of his strength.
It caught me by surprise and made me gasp.
"Are you ok, sweetheart?"
"Yes! Yes, I fine."
"Tell me if I get too rough."
I just nodded.
He started again. Powerful strokes pounding into me. His body slamming down against mine, his cock going in deep. He was being rough, more than I usually get but surprisingly, I was enjoying it. Almost, from the moment he started, it felt good. I could feel how his cock was pushing in and pulling out. He was moving fast too. Using all his energy as he fucked me.
"Are you ok," he asked again.
"Yes... Yes... Fine..." I managed between gasps.
I was fine too. This was really getting to me. Quickly my body was responding to him. It kind of surprised me how good it felt but I knew how to make it even better. Opening my legs further, I lifted them up and crossed them over Dad's back.
"How did you learn that?" he asked me, a bit surprised I think.
"Mike," I managed to say.
He was going even faster, maybe not as deep because of my legs holding him but still using most of his energy. I have heard how some people fuck with aggression and force and I'd thought, 'That's not for me.' But here I was doing it and enjoying it too.
I could now hear Dad's breath and I noticed he was tiring too. It didn't matter now. My orgasm was almost on me and I had a feeling he was close behind.
My legs slipped from around his back as I fell back against the bed. This brought my clitty much closer to his cock and was all it took to finish me. When it hit me, I cried out at the strength. It was a big one. He continued hammering his cock into me the whole way through.
I recovered and made a few humps back up at him and Dad cum too. I could feel him inside me. Is cock filling me with his cum. Being bare-skin to bare-skin, I could feel him too. Feel everything inside me. His full weight came down on top of my body as he lost control. For a few moments, he lay there, on top of me as we both recovered our breath. Then he rolled from me.
I was left lying there. I was in a world of bliss. Never before had I experienced sex as good as that. From my own Mum and Dad too. Incredible, amazing, stunning, unbelievable. What other words can I find to describe it? So many orgasms too. If you had told me before it would be that many, I would have laughed at you. But you saw them, you counted how many.
His hand came down to my pussy, feeling me, stroking me, even pressing his fingers inside.
Still recovering from that orgasm Mum had given me, all I could do was moan back up at him. I had already had more than I usually get from one sex session and now I was about to get even more. This time, through the clouded afterglow of orgasm, I knew I'd be getting a cock inside me, my father's cock, my father was going to fuck me. For a moment those doubts rose up inside me but the feelings and building desires from what he was doing to me, quickly overcome anything else.
"We're going to used missionary style now," he said.
With the position we were in, that was sort of obvious.
"If I get a bit rough, pumpkin, just tell me and I'll slow down."
'Pumpkin!' He used to call me that when I was little. Not heard that for a very long time. It was kind of nice like I was his little girl again. Not that little girls did what I was about to be doing. Lol.
Dad came forward on top of me, part of his body going between my legs and part of him going on top of me. I felt his cock press against my wet lips. He didn't hold it but just seemed to know just where to put it. The head found the opening and with how wet I was, he easily slipped into me. First, came the head, but with another thrust, most of his shaft too.
A few big thrusts followed with his body pressing down at me with most of his strength.
It caught me by surprise and made me gasp.
"Are you ok, sweetheart?"
"Yes! Yes, I fine."
"Tell me if I get too rough."
I just nodded.
He started again. Powerful strokes pounding into me. His body slamming down against mine, his cock going in deep. He was being rough, more than I usually get but surprisingly, I was enjoying it. Almost, from the moment he started, it felt good. I could feel how his cock was pushing in and pulling out. He was moving fast too. Using all his energy as he fucked me.
"Are you ok," he asked again.
"Yes... Yes... Fine..." I managed between gasps.
I was fine too. This was really getting to me. Quickly my body was responding to him. It kind of surprised me how good it felt but I knew how to make it even better. Opening my legs further, I lifted them up and crossed them over Dad's back.
"How did you learn that?" he asked me, a bit surprised I think.
"Mike," I managed to say.
He was going even faster, maybe not as deep because of my legs holding him but still using most of his energy. I have heard how some people fuck with aggression and force and I'd thought, 'That's not for me.' But here I was doing it and enjoying it too.
I could now hear Dad's breath and I noticed he was tiring too. It didn't matter now. My orgasm was almost on me and I had a feeling he was close behind.
My legs slipped from around his back as I fell back against the bed. This brought my clitty much closer to his cock and was all it took to finish me. When it hit me, I cried out at the strength. It was a big one. He continued hammering his cock into me the whole way through.
I recovered and made a few humps back up at him and Dad cum too. I could feel him inside me. Is cock filling me with his cum. Being bare-skin to bare-skin, I could feel him too. Feel everything inside me. His full weight came down on top of my body as he lost control. For a few moments, he lay there, on top of me as we both recovered our breath. Then he rolled from me.
I was left lying there. I was in a world of bliss. Never before had I experienced sex as good as that. From my own Mum and Dad too. Incredible, amazing, stunning, unbelievable. What other words can I find to describe it? So many orgasms too. If you had told me before it would be that many, I would have laughed at you. But you saw them, you counted how many.
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Conclusion.
Lovemaking with my parents must be way up there among the way-out things to do. Incest it's called, I think. I've heard it between brothers and sisters, I'd even played a bit with my brother before he left home. Not full sex, just seeing and playing with each other's bodies, just touching each other before masturbating in front of each other. I was fascinated with watching him wanking his cock and I think he was fascinated with what I did to my pussy too.
But doing it, taking full sex with my parents was taking me into a different sexual league altogether.
Our Sunday morning sunbathing session with Mum quickly became a regular. Complete with some intense girl on girl action most times. At first, it had been just her doing it to me but as future stories will show, I had other experiences in this area and soon I was returning the pleasure to Mum.
Around the house Mum and Dad had become much freer with their sexuality, often openly doing it in front of me. Not that I minded any more. In fact, I found I enjoyed watching them. They are good together and very natural with each other. I gathered that for a while they had almost dried up. It was good to see them enjoying each other again. Sometimes I would even get myself off while I watched.
But direct sex with Dad didn't happen that often. Not sure why. Perhaps it was that old Japanese father and daughter thing. I wouldn't have minded, even welcomed him too. A couple of times I had approached him and while he had responded to me, given me some good sex, it seemed he was only doing it for my pleasure, not taking any pleasure for himself which made me feel slightly uncomfortable, slightly guilty and so I didn't ask him again.
The only time he really seemed to get into it was when Mum and I were together. Almost as if he wanted her approval before he could enjoy me.
But this had been another major milestone for me sexually. I love my parents, both of them and I am happy they were prepared to make that sacrifice for me. After that, I made very sure there were no more smart-arse comments about their sex life.
But doing it, taking full sex with my parents was taking me into a different sexual league altogether.
Our Sunday morning sunbathing session with Mum quickly became a regular. Complete with some intense girl on girl action most times. At first, it had been just her doing it to me but as future stories will show, I had other experiences in this area and soon I was returning the pleasure to Mum.
Around the house Mum and Dad had become much freer with their sexuality, often openly doing it in front of me. Not that I minded any more. In fact, I found I enjoyed watching them. They are good together and very natural with each other. I gathered that for a while they had almost dried up. It was good to see them enjoying each other again. Sometimes I would even get myself off while I watched.
But direct sex with Dad didn't happen that often. Not sure why. Perhaps it was that old Japanese father and daughter thing. I wouldn't have minded, even welcomed him too. A couple of times I had approached him and while he had responded to me, given me some good sex, it seemed he was only doing it for my pleasure, not taking any pleasure for himself which made me feel slightly uncomfortable, slightly guilty and so I didn't ask him again.
The only time he really seemed to get into it was when Mum and I were together. Almost as if he wanted her approval before he could enjoy me.
But this had been another major milestone for me sexually. I love my parents, both of them and I am happy they were prepared to make that sacrifice for me. After that, I made very sure there were no more smart-arse comments about their sex life.
Hi everyone, Anne here.
We are treating the republishing of the Tukiko Series as if they were new stories so we thought it might be better to separate the comments into two sections too. You will find a comment by me and it would be good if we could start a new comment stream below that.
I hope you are enjoying the new and refreshed versions of these stories. There has been a lot of work gone into them and many changes made. Personally, I think they are much better now. Some of the best work we have done.
Thanks for your understanding.
Anne.
We are treating the republishing of the Tukiko Series as if they were new stories so we thought it might be better to separate the comments into two sections too. You will find a comment by me and it would be good if we could start a new comment stream below that.
I hope you are enjoying the new and refreshed versions of these stories. There has been a lot of work gone into them and many changes made. Personally, I think they are much better now. Some of the best work we have done.
Thanks for your understanding.
Anne.
Oh this one is different Anne.
ReplyDeleteLove the way your writing is changing. That other site is really helping you.
Joyce.
I never thought you would try that Anne. But made a sexy story.
DeleteI liked how Tukiko struggled with it first. She was unsure until almost the last moment. Finally, she decided to try it.
Brian.
The Sayako in the stories is becoming a very naughty woman. Nothing like the Real Sayako of course.
DeleteBut while I don't like the incest part so much the sex was very good too.
Sayako (Real)
I am following these stories and seen those on the other site too.
DeleteFirst, be clear this Tukiko is not me, only she is named after me. Second, I'm not sure I could do the things she is doing. Third I know Horohiko and Sayako but they are not my parents, being no relation to me.
Anne and friends, these are good stories and we are enjoying them even with this one with the unthinkable thing of parents fucking their daughter. But the sex was good and you are getting so much of how Tukiko was dealing with it was some of the best writing from this whole blog.
Thank you for naming her after me.
The real Tukiko.
Thanks for the email.
ReplyDeleteI get the impression Sayako (Mum) is driving this. It seems she was a naughty girl in her younger days. Does she want to get back into some of that fun again.
I get the feel her motives to help her daughter Tukiko, aren't entirely pure.
Simon.
You might be on to something there. It looks like she could be in this story. But it might be she approached Tukiko because she has a closer relationship with her daughter.
DeleteNina
Back in Story 230 can we be sure Sayako's motives were entirely true. Was it she wanted to give Hirohiko his fantasy of being with a dark woman or was it Sayako was after some dark cock?
DeleteSomething to consider.
Raymond.
I took a look at that story and there seems to be something there. Two things Sayako was excited to play with Joseph under the waterfall. Second is she was the one talking her daughter into joining her for sex with Joseph.
DeleteNow I have access to Anne's dairy notes and there is nothing there to prove our theory. But there is evidence she has been interested in a incest story for a very long time.
I know I am a writer but we don't know Anne's thinking on this. It appears this story came out of nowhere but I am sure there is more to it.
Ayaka.
I think there is more evidence of Sayako driving this when you get to Story 247. I think is was not planned back at Story 230 as that was always planned as a one off. Recently, Anne studied that story closely so that is where this new theme came from, I think.
DeleteRajah.
So are we on to something here? Have we found out any of Anne's little games?
DeleteSimon.
I think I would agree with Rajah. Anne took what she saw in Story 230 and built on it.
DeleteJames.
I heard my wife Shandra laughing with Anne this morning. They are watching this conversation, since Simon's comments I think. So if they know about it the other two of the Big Four will too.
ReplyDeleteRajah.
I do not wish to involve in the debate above. I just wish to comment on my enjoyment of the story and of the sex involved too.
ReplyDeleteSynthisha.
This is a very deep theme to be taking the sex with ones own mother and father. But story who captures my interest until the very end.
DeleteAyesha.
This theme is very different to anything you have ever written here. I'm not sure I like the idea of parents taking sex with their daughter. I see above that the motives of the parents were debated and blame was rested with Sayako (the mother). I found that idea interesting. But it shows how many readers are realizing the depth of your writing that there is room to debate characters like that.
ReplyDeleteWhile the sex here was of a high standard, I enjoyed the insight into Tukiko's thinking process. One half of her was excited, "Lets do this!" While the other half was saying, "This is wrong. They are your parents!" You added some history in there too, even showing Tukiko played with her older brother a bit while not taking full-sex with him.
So it is a well-written story which I liked.
Rosemary
I would never have expected this here but when I saw your background I realised your passion to explore new ideas.
ReplyDeleteI must admit to feeling uneasy about the incest theme but I did enjoy Tukiko's struggle with it.
I think if she had gone, 'Yeah ok, let's do it,' that would have be false. But she struggled and debated with herself all afternoon before deciding. That seems more real to me.
Viduu.