My bisexual wife and I raised our daughters to be sexually liberated humans. We succeeded.
When our youngest daughter went away to college, she took the values we instilled in her along for the journey. In addition to working hard in school and keeping herself physically fit, we knew she was a full grown adult human female. My wife reminded me just how horny she was at this age, and I accepted without hesitation that she would have a diversity of sexual experiences, most likely starting before the rest of us returned home from move-in day. We had experienced the same with her older sister, so this was not too much of a shock, but being the youngest she, Victoria, had to stand out stronger.
Many young men and probably a few young women were checking her out even as we were moving in. How could they not notice? Victoria inherited her mother's tall figure and red hair. She had been a very disciplined dancer in her younger days until her height made her an in-demand volleyball and basketball player. Her shyness (also inherited from her mother) belied what I always assumed was an amped-up sex drive. "It's always the quiet ones," my wife Liz always said. And she would know. Most of our friends would never know she was bisexual, enjoyed her vibrators regularly, read erotica on a regular basis, and kept sucking every last drop out of my cock, including on the ride home from dropping off our daughter for her first overnight college visit.
How could they not stare at my daughter, aged 18 and five months, clad only in a pair of shorts and a sports bra, and showing off her pierced belly button? My thoughts weren't always pure, and Liz knew that. She often grabbed my cock and asked me to imagine it was Victoria.
It was obvious that a veritable smorgasbord of human delights and pleasures would be available to our daughter: men, women, black, white, large, small. Liz teased me on the way home that trip, getting me to imagine who our daughter would be pleasuring with her hands, her mouth, and her sopping wet pussy. Liz knew exactly what her daughter would be doing, because she had been doing the same thing, sampling the beautiful humans around her at that age, having enjoyed the bodies of Black men, and several women, sometimes together, before meeting me at age 19. It took us quite some time to be fully monogamous with each other.
So it was that for her first trip home, Victoria brought along her friend Dawn. Dawn was just as tall as Liz, was a brunette, and a former model. It was no surprise that when she and Dawn brought their stuff in, our guest room was left unused, if you know what I mean, and we heard a few pleasurable sighs in the night. Victoria's room was next to ours.
This got Liz and I so hot. She offered me a play by play, as we sat in bed, naked as always. (We were naked at home so much more once the girls were away at school.) Liz liked to whisper what she thought they might be doing to each other. She assumed our daughter would be the more experienced and dominant one, especially with another woman. She asked me to be quiet as she gently rubbed her clit and I stroked my cock. Watching her have little hiccup orgasms, supressing a louder explosive orgasm like she was having with an empty house these days, was such a turnon.
The best time was recently when Victoria brought home a Black runner named DeAndre who was the most muscular and physically fit person I'd ever seen. Liz had already met them when I came home from work that Friday. DeAndre and Victoria were in the hot tub, and she'd gotten a good look. Liz was hot as hell, and she was ready to bring me upstairs to have her way with me when they came out of the hot tub to introduce DeAndre. Although it was our custom to not wear a swimsuit in the hot tub, it appeared he did so and I'm fairly certain Victoria was naked under her robe, or at least topless.
Liz then decided we should all go out to dinner. Horny as I suddenly was, Liz told me she was even hornier, but she had always sided with decorum around other people. I would have been content for them to do their thing in the tub and for Liz and I to go in our room.
We had a nice dinner talking about their school year and plans for careers, etc. DeAndre was a top sprinter and had been a state champion back in high school. He was pretty forward and didn't shy away like so many young men do around the parents of someone they've been having sex with.
The lovebirds went to a movie and Liz and I went home. Somehow, I fell asleep until they returned. After a few more pleasantries, they went upsairs and I followed into my room. (There has never been a question about our daughters sharing a bed with a companion since they've been 18. We know they're responsible and we know they have a ton of sex at school, so why pretend differently?)
Liz was up waiting, having being reading, what was most likely an erotic story. She was stark naked as she often is in our room. We heard the lovebirds get ready for bed. Soon, we could even hear some pleasurable moans.
Liz began stroking my already hard cock dripping with precum. She licked her fingers and as I was next to her in bed, she began whispering:
"You know what they're doing right now?"
"Yeah."
"Tell me honey, what is our daughter doing to this strong Black man?"
"Well, she's probably getting him undressed."
"Oh, come on now, their clothes were off before the door was closed. She had on a dress-- probably nothing else. That thing was off in seconds."
"How do you know this?"
"Remember what I wore and didn't wear when I was this age?"
"Oh yeah... well she is probably sucking his cock right now."
"I don't think so, sir."
"Oh, what do you think they're doing? He's eating her out?"
"Ha, she probably wishes. I know her because I know me. She was sucking his cock before they left the restaurant. She probably sucked him off on the way home."
"He should be returning the favor, right, Liz."
"Well, not every guy is as considerate as you are. I imagine he would find it as hard to eat pussy in a car as you did."
Just then we heard a loud female squeal.
"Yep," Liz said. "Just as I thought. She sucked him off a few times so he would last longer when she rode him."
"Ah yes, I remember now. That's why you kept my cock in your mouth so much."
"Every girl knows that trick. At this age, it's the best way to make sure he gets you off."
"Did you teach her that?"
"We had a few talks about sexuality and that it was something she didn't need to hide from us, but, no, I never gave specific instructions."
We heard a more rhythmic slapping sounds and then I definitely heard something like, "Fuck me! Fuck me like a bitch in heat!"
"Doggystyle!" She whispered almost triumphantly.
"That's a bit of a surprise, wasn't usually your thing."
"Well, she isn't going to be EXACTLY like her mother, now is she? I mean, she gets half her genes from you. You liked that more than I do, but of course it was great when we were sharing our bed with other humans."
"Mmm hmmm."
Now we heard a deep grunt.
"Too bad I never heard her scream like you do when you orgasm," I said.
"She probably kept it quiet, or we didn't hear her due to our excitement."
"Babe, I am sooo close, I've been stroking the whole time. Very slowly... lots of precum."
"Lie on your back."
Liz sucked my cock enough to get all the precum she could. I could smell her sexy aroma, and it was clearly on her fingers. She likes to use her fingers to arouse herself, but to orgasm she needs a vibrator or something else to penetrate.
"Where do you want me to cum?" I asked.
"In ME!"
She climbed onto my cock, and lowered herself to begin grinding her clit onto my pubic bone.
"I'm not going to last long!"
"I don't care. I want to show them two can play this game, even at our age."
No more whispers now....
"Oh yeah, baby, fuck me! Yes! Oh god!"
She's bouncing up and down and the bed is squeaking.
"Yes! Fill me up with your cum!"
I shot my load and she was spasming around my cock like I hadn't felt in ages.
It took us a bit to catch our breath.
"Honey, let's go out to breakfast tomorrow."
"All four of us?"
"Yes, dear. Four beautiful humans, two sundresses, two braless sets of D-cups, no underwear, two pairs of shorts, two shirts, no boxers. Just four sexually satisfied adult humans with large smiles on their faces, relaxed as can be, showing all the world that love is love."
Author:MrOhio | Category: Sex Stories Couples
